Mission failed (part 1-alt.angle 5-POV) (Patreon)

It was a quiet night. Helena was sitting on her expensive armchair, relaxing near her fireplace. But she knows the peace of the quiet night she was enjoying so much is about to end. An assassin,Christie, has infiltrated on her mansion. She thinks she still have the element of surprise, moving around the mansion without making a sound, even though she is wearing high heeled boots while walking on a wood floor. By the time the assassin reaches Helena, she finds her still sitting on her armchair but as soon as she takes her the first step into the room, through a door directly behind her target, she is interrupted.

-Helena: I would think about your next steps very carefully if I were you.

Christie stops, a few steps behind Helena, who is still sitting on her comfortable armchair with her legs crossed, looking at the fire.

-Christie: Well well, looks like the stealthy approach is over. Not a problem, I don't mind having a little fun with my targets once in a while.
-Helena: This is your first, yet final warning. Turn around and get out of my house. If you interrupt my resting and make me get up, I will surely make you regret it.

Helena says still sitting with her back turned to Christie, turning her arrogant smile into a frown.

-Christie: Let's see if you can keep that arrogance with my boot on your neck!  
-Helena: Let's dance then.
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After saying that, Helena slowly get up and takes a few steps forward before turning around to face Christie, opening some space between them. Christie approaches. Both of them have very serious, almost angry looks on their faces. The white haired woman because of the arrogance of her target. The blonde Because of the audacity of the assassin, breaking into her house to try and murder her.
Christie makes the first move. She launches a sequence of fast attacks on Helena, But for her surprise, her target manages to avoid every single one of them and land a precise kick on the right side of her ribs, forcing her to back down a few steps. Christie didn't went easily on Helena. She attacked as fast and hard as she could, with the intention of ending the confront right there. At that moment, a slight feeling of fear began to take over her. 

-Christie: H-how are you so fast??

Helena doesn't say a word. She just rushes down to Christie Landing several blows on the assassin, breaking through her defense by attacking different parts of her body with quick and precise blows, landing kicks on her legs to set her off balance, then striking her body and head. After a rough knee strike to the stomach, Christie falls on one knee, gasping for air as she feels Helena's hand grabbing the root of her hair and lifting her head.

-Christie: W-Wait!

Before she could say another work, Christie is sent to the ground by a hard hit of the back of Helena's hand. The fear she was feeling before now becomes panic.

-Christie: P-please! Have mercy!

She says trying to get away from Helena as fast as she could using her elbows and legs as Helena walks towards her.

-Helena: Mercy? You break into my house with the intention to kill men and now you beg me for mercy?
-Christie: I-

Christie is interrupted by Helena's boot crashing down on her chest, pinning her with her back flat on the ground.

-Christie: Agh! 
-Helena: Do you have ANY reason why I should have mercy on you?

Helena asks pressing her foot down on Christie's chest, the tip of her boot menancingly pressed against her throat. At that moment, the fear had taken over Christie completely. She doesn't even dare trying to get Helena's foot off her chest.

-Christie: I-I can tell you who am I working for!
-Helena: I have no interest on that. Let them send as many cheap assassins like you as they want. They're all gonna end up like you, squirming under my boot.
-Christie: I can work for you! For free!
-Helena: Please, after defeating you so easily, why would I ever consider hiring your services? I might as well make an example out of you. To your employer, and to anyone who thinks they can mess with me.

After saying that, Helena starts pressing the tip of her boot harder on Christie's neck, blocking the air and making her feel her windpipe if being crushed, causing her to grab Helena's ankle with both hands. The pain she is enduring is so much that she is barely able to make her final offer.

-Christie: I...do...ever...want...pleas...

Even though Christie wasn't able to comunicate precisely, Helena did understand what she was trying to say. So she ceases the pressure on her neck, but continues to press her foot against her chest to keep the assassin on pinned on the ground and under her mercy. Christie breathes relieved, letting go the grip on Helena's ankle.

-Christie: I will...do...whatever...you want.

Christie says still gasping for air. At that moment, She could see a sadistic grin being formed on Helena's face. The weak lighting of the fire giving her an even more menancing look.

Helena: Now that, is an interesting offer.