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Gabriella O’ Hara awoke with a start; she hadn’t had that nightmare in many years. She got out of bed and walked with ease through the dark room to the bathroom, flipping the switch. It took awhile for her eyes to adjust to the bright light, but when she could see, she gazed at her pale reflection in the mirror. She turned on the faucet and splashed her face with some water, trying to calm herself. Her past was something she didn’t like to think about..but that night often haunted her in her sleep. After a moment, she turned the light back off and slipped into bed. Staring up at the ceiling, Gabriella eventually drifted back into slumber, this time dreaming of peaceful nothingness.
“You want me to what?!!” Gabriella said, raising her voice.
“Shh!” her manager said, shutting the door to his small, cramped office. Gabriella was a supernatural hunter and a state marshall. Ever since a little girl, she wanted to avenge her parents deaths. So she took martial arts and then joined a company called Crucifix Corporation to begin her training. After several years of extensive training and then several more hunting the supernatural, here she was now. “I want you to go to Crimson Veil and check up on the Master of the City. You are strong enough now, plus your powers. I heard that a regular customer at that club was murdered a few ally ways down, drained of all blood,” Chris explained, as he sat down at his desk near the big window.
“I can’t go as I am now though, he’ll surely know who I am!” Gabriella replied with a frown. “Don’t you worry about that, I have it all figured out,” he said calmly with a devious smirk.
A few hours later, Gabriella stared into a full body mirror at her new attire. She wore a small, low hanging black shirt that showed her stomach and see through long sleeves, with a long, flowing, white skirt adorned with shiny circles along the waist band. Also, she wore hoop earrings, and a couple of loop bracelets on her wrists and ankles. Her long, wavy, jet black hair, tan skin, and dark brown eyes just added to the gypsy look.
“So, let me see if I have this right,” Gabriella began, turning from the mirror to face her boss, crossing her arms across her chest. “You want me to go to his club and perform for everyone with the other dancers he has scheduled to perform?”
Chris nodded. “Yes, it’s the perfect plan! Plus, it gives you the opportunity to see what goes on back stage and maybe even the whole club, just say you got lost looking for the bathroom.” Gabriella shook her head and sighed.
“I hate you,” she said as she grabbed her things and headed out the door.