Lita

Pressing the doorbell, Lita adjusted her grip on the paper bag she was holding, making sure that the ‘get well’ balloon tied to it did not crash into anything as she did so. As usual, one of the boys Eva lived with opened, greeting her and telling her where she could find her co worker and friend. Lita thanked the younger male, calmly making her way trough the house to Eva’s room. “Knock knock. Can I come in?” she said to the crack in the door, gently pushing it a bit more open to peer inside. 

“Hell yeah! This is just the tip of the iceberg, I wanna shred them to pieces for what they did to dad.” Despite having differences with his siblings, Lita was the one he had a closer relationship with, even if she was a direct competition for the leadership of the group. Their mindsets were similar, they both were on board on getting their revenge and didn’t mind getting their hands dirty. When he realized the person walking out of the car was no other than Theodora Wilkes, Lucas couldn’t help but feeling a bit restless, since dealing her and her security people weren’t on the plans, but Lita was right. They had made it here, backing down would just be a coward move, and that’s not the image he wanted to give off. “You’re right, we gotta act now.” Turning at his crew, he gave them a nod. “Get all your guns ready, they will start shooting as soon as they see us.” And they were just a minutes away from the spot, before the car stopped. As soon as the man got out of the car and aimed his gun pulling the trigger, the lights went fully off, leaving the place in complete darkness and not knowing anymore if he hit someone or not. “Shit! What the fuck happened? Everyone, watch out.” He only managed to crouch behind the car to avoid getting hit in the crossfire, and starting shooting back at them.

“They’re going to feel just a small inch of our fury with this. We’ll make them pay, little by little till they have nothing left.” Lita agreed, not hiding her thirst for revenge. Not from her brother and not from those who were ready to stand with them. She and Lucas might not always see eye to eye, but this they very much agreed on. That revenge was their way forward. That they would need to shed some sweat, blood and dirt to get it. It was a relief that for once they could be a united front, even if she did suspect that she was also considered a competitor. No matter what their mother decreed, she was no longer in charge. And Luka knew how badly Lita wanted out from behind her computer. Knew that she was less reckless and short sighted than he tended to be. That did make her a threat to his position. He was in charge now, but the truth was that to remain there he needed to make all the right choices. A lot of which she had helped him make. But for tonight, none of that mattered. They had a common enemy, a common goal. Anything else would be put aside. For a fraction of a second, doubt crossed Lita’s features. Theodora Wilkes herself, here? Fuck that did not bode well. But she stood by the words she had uttered but a moment ago. This was it. They couldn’t back down now. Flipping her safety off as she slid out of the car, Lita didn’t waste her breath. She aimed and shot. And then everything around them went black. Instinctively crouching down, she moved behind the car. “Did they just.. somehow cut the power?” she hissed, crouching behind her brother. “Assholes.” Shooting a hole in one of the cars windows, Lita used the window ledge to hop up on so she could rain bullets back, using the car as a shield each time fire was returned. “If we want that shipment we need to move Luka!” 

He’s been shot before, injured before and this, he knows is just a gunshot wound to the thigh, it’s not going to kill him. He can see the anger in her eyes before she even speaks to him, gun still aimed at him and instead of crying over a bleeding thigh, he stiffens his jaw and he smirks. Because sure, Angelita Jansen had him fooled, but she won’t get the best of him, especially not here. “Is that what this is about? A revenge plot gone wrong?” he begins, smile falling into something dangerous as his gaze darkens, “because if so you can do much better than this,” he continues as if she doesn’t have her gun aimed at him and enough anger in her to shoot him “Go ahead, kill me,” he tells her, taunts even “Kill me because i promise you if you let me walk out of here I will find  you and destroy you, do you understand that? Do you think I’ve not had guns pointed at me? Do you think I’m afraid of you?” he asks, and his voice is menacing and cocky and if she shoots him down right now at least he’d go down knowing he told his family he loved them. “I promise you if you let me walk away from this I wiill have your head for even thinking about my family and I am a devil of my word. So do it, shoot me.”

Years of pent up anger is running trough Lita’s body, burning her from the inside, making her want to repeatedly lash out at everyone, and everything. She knows its irrational, foolish even. Whatever she puts into words, will only be tossed back at her, twisted to make her even angrier, to make her feel worse. Elias Morgan might be a charming guy, heck without his mob boss mask he’s even been damn right pleasant to be around. But that was before he knew she was a player. Now they’ve blown their cover to bits and Lita is very well aware that things will change form this night onward. Part of her has been hungry for it, tired of playing innocent, of playing dumb. But it was the price if they were to gather strength and move in the shadows for long enough to get an edge, to take their time to get both legs underneath them and then some before striking. “Maybe. Or maybe we’re just coming for all of you. Wilkes. Berks. Morgan. Doesn’t really matter. You’re in our way, and you’ve been dominating the markets for too long. Its time for change.” Lita replies, managing to tamper only slightly down her anger, trying to reel in, unsure if it would be wise to reveal her own personal motives. His taunts however, brings her back to the boiling point all too quickly, her muscles tensing even more. This stupid jackass. “I think you went from being a grunt to a white, ritch dude with people to send out to do your damn dirty work. I think you learned from a murderer how to lead. And had I been alone in this, you would be dead years ago. As would your monster of a predecessor.” She snarled those last three sentences, hating that she had orders to follow. Hating that she couldn’t do as she well damned pleased. “No, but the difference is I’m not afraid of you either.” Now she smiled, her anger turning colder, more dangerous. “Do your worst Morgan. I’ve been spying on you for months on end, and you didn’t have a clue. I’ve been hacking my way into all your precious files, anything useful I could get my hands on.” she chuckled callously. “Your security is sorely lacking all around. And you think a death threat matters to me? Thirty one years of planning your precious mobs demise, and thats gonna deter me? Then you’re more stupid than you look. Disappointing really.” 

The sudden yet faint sound of footsteps from the front room made Lita stiffen before she quietly slid off her stool and moved along the wall, reaching for the knife in her ankle holster and pulling it out, ready to strike. Slipping trough the backroom door, she crouched down by a shelf as the intruders steps came closer. Had it not been for that split second of her checking him out from behind before lounging, she would have cut without thinking furter. “For fucks sake Luke!” she all but growled at her older brother. “The next time you saunter in here I’ll end up putting a knife in your back thinking you’re some drunk breaking in.” 

One of the waitresses had come over while she was musing, saying something that the brunette couldn’t quite catch. “Huh?” she asked, cocking a brow, trying not to be testy that the other was interrupting her. “Are you finished with that? Would you like to order something else?” The staff at Rosie’s Diner were always perfectly polite. “Could I just get a black coffee? And please tell Veronica I’m here. She’s in, isn’t she?” The younger girl smiled and promised to see if she could fetch the owner, leaving Lita once more to her thoughts. 

okay so here goes. this is my gal Lita Jansen, and she is a headstrong, independent and feisty photographer and boxing instructor. Her brother is Luke Jansen and she is secretly helping out behind the scenes(because momma does not approve) with her IT skills after majoring in Computer Science and being an all around electronics and information tech nerd. in her opinion there is no better hacker hah. think Mr Robot meets Quinn James from One Tree Hill meets well yeah a good bit of Raven Reyes. 

So if yah want a bigger insight into her, feel free to take a look at her bio below :) and all connections are oh so welcome! I’m open to anything really ^_^