The screams of Peter filled the room as i cut off his left head. Smirking, i placed my knife under his chin, lifting his head up to meet my eyes.

"Messing with me is a very shitty thing to do-", I started, his eyes widening in fear, "Is there anything else you would like to tell me?"

He quickly shook his head as tears formed in his eyes, "No- no please, let me go- im so sorry for messing with you-" He stuttered making the guys behind me and Jade snicker. I, on the other hand, took the knife and started carving 'Consequences' on his chest, making him scream in pain.

"S-stop-", He pleaded, ignoring his pleads, i continued my artwork. A smirk made its way onto my face as i looked at my beautifully carved word on an ugly body. But oh well, life.

"Nice piece," Jade remarked, standing next to me. "May i continue?" Nodding, i stepped away from Peter and went to stand next to the guys, leaning against the wall.

"So, Peter-", Jade started, tracing a different knife along his jawline, "I know there is something you aren't telling us."

Peter' eyes widened in fear as he started shaking and sobbed uncontrollably. With a sigh, Jade cut his right ear making him yell in pain.

"Talk or the other goes." She stated in a serious tone, leaving no room for argument. "I- h-have a-a so-son." Peter stuttered as more tears started coming out of his eyes.

I raised an eyebrow at his answer. The Russian Mafia leader was never one to settle down. Sleeping around, yes. Maybe that son of his was the result of a broken condom or something. But there's no way he raised the son unless little Peter fell in love with the idea of having his own family.

"You?", Nick scoffed, making himself known, "I thought you were known as the man who didn't want to settle down, wanted to be the last leader of the Russian mafia? Wanted no heir? Whatever happened to those?"

"I had a one night stand with that one woman. She came to me, told me about her pregnancy. When my son was born, i was ready to do everything to give him the world, make him the strongest-" He started, looked up to me, "Stronger than you." He added, making me smirk.

"One of my men saw Poison," He continued, looking at Jade who looked at him with curiousity, "He saw you bringing that girl home. You were covered in blood, he found it suspicious. The next day he went to threaten the girl you saved, she talked to save the life of her mother-" He stopped and started coughing.

"Continue." Jade urged making him sigh, "And that day, i knew it was an opportunity. I made some men follow you, they told me about how you were friends with Lorenzo and the others."

"But why send Lorenzo the box instead of me? How could you have known about him knowing that i am poison?" Jade questioned, i was having the same thought.

"One of my men heard you talking." Peter replied. "As you can see, my plan to take Lorenzo and the most skilled assassin failed."

"No shit." I scoffed, "How old is your son?"

"19." He replied. "19? Your son is older than us?" Seth questioned in awe earning a nod from Peter. "You hid him for a very long time. What happened to his mother?"

A smirk tugged on Peter's lips, "Dead. I ended her pathetic life infront of my son when i saw her fucking one of my men."

"Speaking of my son, he's had severe training, children. He is a psychopath. I would watch my back if i were you-" Peter started, a laugh escaping his throat.

"A psychopath? Standing infront of you is a girl who chose to become an assassin out of boredom-" Blake started but immediately shut up when he saw Jade's heated glare on him. He raised his hand in a surrendering manner, making Jade shake her head.

"Your brother is a tough one." Peter smirked at Jade as his gaze snapped on Blake, "Wear the scars proudly." And that's what it took for Jade to slit his throat open. Peter made unbearable gagging noises, "I'll make sure your son joins you in hell." I promised before we all left the cell, leaving Peter to die.