Something beyond normal.
A path toward freedom.
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Gift is the second installment in the Instinct series. After Aina, Naoki’s girlfriend is kidnap before his very eyes. Fang and Naoki decide to leave Instinct and abandon their mission to save her and her young sister Akako who disappeared seven years ago. After Dakila has his heart broken by Eun Sun, Eun Sun sends him and Dewei after the missing members of their team. Can Naoki and Fang save the women they love before Dewei and Dakila can caught them and can the assassins finish their mission or die along the way?
Gift has the powers of the characters shown in brand new ways that your never expect. The story brings Fang’s passion for destroying corruption to the forefront while Naoki is brought deeper into the world of Instinct without even knowing it. The second chapter of the Instinct series will leave you wishing for more adventures from the assassin unit.
Seven years later, Eun Sun Ho and another gentleman in his early forties entered a Grand Palace Hotel room in Tokyo. White curtains covered the only window in the room. Two snow white chairs lie across from each other with a matching carpet. The man flipped the lights on to reveal that the walls were a bluish-green.
“I’d expect more.” Eun Sun said, after looking over the room. The room they stepped into had a lot more room for furniture than just a couple of chairs. She looked back at the man that brought her there. The gentleman had a few wrinkles under his eyes and his hair brushed back. He wore a fancy black business suit.
“No tricks,” the gentleman claimed. “In fact I set up these rooms this way to prove to you, you couldn’t hide anything from me.”
“Understandable.” Eun Sun walked over to the farthest chair that faced the opposite direction of the window. The gentleman followed her, going to the closet seat and seating down. Eun Sun threw one leg over the other, crossing them. She then putted her hands on top of her lap.
“So what exactly do you want from me, Miss. Ho?”
“I’ve been told by a few sources that you’re the man to talk to when it comes to getting rid of the completion, Mr. Yoshimoto.”
Mr. Yoshimoto’s eyes widen slightly then quickly returned back to normal. “That’s correct.”
Eun Sun leaned forward a little. “I also heard you have contacts with assassins.” Eun Sun waited for Mr. Yoshimoto to nod, before continuing. “I was wondering if I could get those contacts?”
Mr. Yoshimoto folded his arms and shook his head. “If I did that what would I get out of it?”
“You would get to live.”
Mr. Yoshimoto looked straight at her, confuse. “What?” Eun Sun gentle leaned her body to the left. A bullet went through her chair and stabbed through Yoshimoto’s chest. The man’s head lowered dead.
Eun Sun stood up. “You sure took your sweet time getting here.”
Fang Yang, once Crisanto Yang got up from behind the chair Eun Sun was sitting in. He held a gun with a silencer up, wearing a purple T-shirt and jeans. The bangs that covered his left eye partly shifted near his noise. “Sorry, it takes a while to climb nine stories.”
“Disappear,” Eun Sun told him. She walked over to the dead body, she was just talking to. She bent down and dug inside his pocket. “Go stand in the lobby until we finish up here.”
Fang lowered the gun. “Do you think Dewei and Dakila can do their jobs right without having a babysitter?”
“Dewei and Dakila have been with us for five to six years,” Eun Sun replied. “They can be immortal, but they can handle a simple task like this. Now go.”
“Alright.” Fang sink through the floor. The last thing he saw of the room was the chair he was standing behind.
Eun Sun pulled out a card from Mr. Yoshimoto’s jacket. She flipped the card over to see the Japanese character for Destiny and a phone number. Eun Sun slipped the card into her sleeve as she stood up. She went to the door, opening it and headed out.
Across the hall two more doors open. Dewei stepped out of the door on the left wearing a white tux, holding a business card. Dakila came out of the other with a briefcase and wore a black and purple suit with the coat unbutton.
“Did you get them?” Eun Sun asked.
Dewei revealed the card he was holding to the Korean woman. “Taken care of.” The card he held was the same as the one Eun Sun took.
Dakila lifted the briefcase, holding the bottom with his other hand. He flashed Eun Sun a child like smile. “All the money they embezzled or what’s left of it is all right here.”
“Let’s move.” Eun Sun headed down the hall with the two men following after her.
The manger at the front desk handed a key to a guest. Fang fell through the ceiling and behind the manager. The woman with the key pointed behind the manager. “What is it?” the manager asked.
“I just saw something,” the women claimed.
The manager looked behind him to see that nothing was there. He then focused back on the woman. “Ma’am, I think you were mistaking. There isn’t anything there.”
“But I saw it.”
“Now, now ma’am you must be tried,” the manager replied. “You should get to your room and relax.”
Fang came out of the ground next to the elevator. The bell to the elevator rang and the doors opened. Eun Sun stood in the front with Dakila and Dewei right behind her. They stepped out of the elevator with Fang, walking beside their commander, Eun Sun.
The four assassins headed for the exit.
“Did you get rid of the evidence?” she whispered to Fang.
“Took care of it on my way down,” he responded. “But the further we get away the better.”
“Understood.” The four left the hotel to stand in the middle of the street. Hundreds of people walked up and down the streets of the lighted up city. Sitting beside the hotel was a man with spiky hair and dirty clothes with an overcoat sleeping.
Dakila looked over at the bum. “Is he actual sleeping?” Dakila had his hand in his pocket. “And he calls himself a lookout.”
Eun Sun shifted her eyes toward the man. The man that slept on the street was their latest recruit, Naoki Kobayashi. “Wake him up.”
Dakila grinned. “Alright.” He took his hand out of his pocket and slowly reached down for the man’s shoulder. His hand opened up as it was only a couple of inches away from the man.
Naoki grabbed Dakila’s hand by the wrist. Dakila’s eyes shook for a second than harden. Naoki’s eyes were half open with his pupils an electric blue and shifted toward Dakila. “I wasn’t sleeping.”
Fang lowered his head slightly and shut his eyes. “So you were faking it.”
Naoki smiled, throwing Dakila’s arm down. Dakila retracted his arm back into his pocket, glaring at the bum. Naoki picked himself up. “So is the mission over.”
Eun Sun flashed him a smile. “For tonight we’ll continue the next part of the assignment up tomorrow.”
“Couldn’t I’ve at least wore regular clothes?”
“You would have blended in too much,” Eun Sun explained. “You could have easily slipped away in the crowd. I’m surprise no one from the hotel swept you off.”
“You still don’t trust me?”
“Your back in your hometown if you wanted to run this would be the perfect time to do it.” Eun Sun turned around to look at all her men. “We’ll split up from here. Dakila, Dewei you’re come with me. Fang, take Naoki and we’ll meet up at the usual spot. Don’t be late.”
“Understood,” Fang responded.
Eun Sun walked around Fang to stand in front of Naoki. Naoki stared at the commander confuse, tilting his head slightly. Eun Sun leaned in and kissed Naoki gently on the lips. She then stepped away. “Good work today.”
“He didn’t even do anything,” Dakila growled.
Fang looked back at him. “He’s the one who found the targets’ weakness so we could get close. Let him enjoy himself.”
Naoki looked over at Fang. “I’m not enjoying myself,” he barked.
“You shouldn’t lie,” Eun Sun responded. “Now get moving.” Eun Sun headed into the crowd, going to the left with Dakila and Dewei. Fang and Naoki went in the opposite direction blinded in with the crowd.
“So how did you get rid of the evidence, anyway?” Naoki asked. Fang and Naoki were walking down a street with a lane of houses going across.
“My gift allows me to phase myself and objects. Even if I don’t touched small items like hair or fingerprints I can get rid of them as long as I know what it is,” he explained. Fang had his hands in his pockets.
“Why did she kiss me?”
Fang looked over at the Japanese man. Naoki was looking up past the night lamps and into the night sky. “What are you talking about?”
“She never kissed me, before,” Naoki announced. “I’ve done my job, before I told her not to kiss me.” He looked at Fang. “But when she kissed me it was…”
“I already know,” Fang interrupted. He looked forward. “Its part of her gift and part of the enjoyment of working for…” he trailed off.
“What is it?” Naoki looked forward to spot a woman in heels, walking down the street. Naoki took a step forward to get a better look. The woman was Aina Suzuki, holding a bunch of files in one arm. “It’s Aina.”
“It’s been seven years since you seen her.”
Fang’s head and eyes lowered. “We can’t let her see us.” Before Naoki could respond, Fang grabbed Naoki by the shoulder. The two of them became transparent, blending it with the air to become invisible. A black van slowly drove behind her with the headlights off.
“Who’s in the van?” Naoki asked.