Post by Deleted on Aug 27, 2014 23:58:18 GMT -5
Aug 27, 2014 23:58:18 GMT -5
I HAVE GIVEN UP MANY THINGS I SOUGHT TO PROTECT
The lone wolf had only been on Selene Island for a few weeks, and business had already been fine enough. It seemed even on a island people still hated each other. Of course the wolf always kept up his guard and was always careful to leave no prints of where he had been or where he was going. It was always the perfect killing without revealing who had done it. Even the bullets were designed especially to melt away into the flesh of which they had killed. He had always been trained perfectly, ever since he had become a leashed wolf, of wish he didn't want to think about anymore.
It was actually due to this that he was on yet another job that he had taken recently, this one was a little tricky however. The man who had hired him had said that he wasn't the only one who had been hired for the job either. It seemed that the guy really wanted the other dead, and he would pay multiple people to make sure he never breathed another word again. That also meant however, that soon he would be in competition with more than one assassin ready to risk it all to kill and gain the reward of a man.
Blank breaths and steps led the wolf to the grounds of the targets home. A quick scope of the area told him at least 12 guards posted not counting what was within the huge castle of a home. The wolf slipped over the wall that was about ten feet high with ease landing in the slightly damp grass. With a quick jolt of speed the wolf jolted forward with blinding speed efficiently taking out any guard in his path as they landed blankly on the ground without a word or sound that echoed from their mouth. It was almost too easy as he made his way inside the building continuing the run.
At least till he suddenly felt another presence, a powerful presence that wasn't there before. He hadn't felt it when he was inside so that meant that someone else was here that hadn't been a moment before. The presence was too powerful for simply lackies of a rich man. The wolf skidded on his heels as he turned his attention from in front of him to the darker area of the hall behind him. His black coat falling limp at the back of his legs. One gun held pointed out in front of him the other at his side in his other hand. The slight reflection of the moon through the glass windows gave the only light of the hall.
Reflecting off his glasses slightly, the wolf waited for it to appear, whatever this feeling was the wrecked of only one thing.. death.
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