Assassins ~ closed for Amon_Darknight ~

[AlysaNewport]

Syntec, one of the largest diversed marketing corporations known to man had their fingers in every aspect on human life ranging from tissue paper to genetic manipulations. Their strife to be number one was always on the test by the other corporations which forced them to take actions against them, some was only detoured by less honorable means of taking control of the situation at hand, and that is where she comes into the game of cat and mouse. She had only two rules given to her by the strangling fingers of the corp. One: do as your told. Two: failure is not an option.

Alysa's blue orbed gaze passed through the filtering effects of her fallen brunette strands of hair to the portrait of her sisters family. The only wedge the corporation had to keep her on the path of obedience, and one that prevented her from turning back against them. she bit her lower lip while she looked at the kids, her fingers tapping the plain vanilla envelope that was slid into her mail slot. 'I hate this' she muttered to herself angrily for getting into this line of work but it's was for her country at first start then fell into the blackmailing hands of Syntec.

Feverishly she pulled the thin strip that granted her acess to the contents inside. She paused before pulling out the contents hoping to hell there was no children belonging to this victim like the last time. She swallowed hard while her mind replayed the news of the hit, she watched the kids mourning the loss of their father once again. Her steady hand wiped away the tears that formed and fell like a mountain stream on the springs first thawing.

"Fuck!" she hissed feeling the familiar pattern of play everytime she gets these hit orders. She couldn't understand how anyone could place company profits and standings over people's lives but yet here it is! She pressed off the unease gut feelings when her sisters family appeared in her minds crosshairs. "One day you bastards you will pay for this!" her mind promised, and as the same process of her opening these orders, she tried to figure a way to get her sisters family into a safe place which didn't exists to her knowledge for she has always managed to find and eliminate her targets.

Slowly she pulled out the contents and looked down. Yep, there was the family photo of her sister's family on their family outing just a few days ago! she cringed upon the shoved in her face evidence that she wasn't the only skilled assassin the company owned. She shoved the pic under the rest of the information the company was so graciously in given it to her. she found the pic of her target and was relieved that it was a single female, but was not even out of her teens. Tonya Micheals, age eighteen, a think tank genetic genius employed by the Ramtech corporation.

Alysa's eyes scanned over the picture of This very attractive young lady even tho Alysa was only a half decade older than she, it was a shame to end someone's life just before it got started. Her eyes flowed over the woman sizing her up in every aspect she could from the photo before putting the bioscan cd they sent her into the provided payer which gave her every detail of Tonya's body and way of life.

Alysa decided to link up with her target at a local hip hop place called the first fifth avenue in the great city of New York City, New York. Her plane was ready and awaiting her when she arrived at the private airstrip with luggage in hand. Nodding to the corp's pilot as she boarded the plane and was on her way.

 

[amon_darknight]

"Jackson T. Grimivle"

He looked to his stack of I.Ds and he sighed. The man let his hand slick his brown shaggy hair back as he let out a puff of smoke from his cigarette. He set the I.Ds down and wrapped a cloth over his eyes.

"This time, faster..."

He cracked his knuckles and than his neck as he let out another sigh and took a drag of his smoke. He than started piecing a rifle together, a usually long methodical process, but to a trained person. A test of faith he would say. It took him a matter of 94 seconds to piece his rifle back together. He let out the smoke from his lungs and smiled.

"Not fast enough..."

He started to disassemble his weapon and set the pieces back in there places. He than took his pistol out and started to disassemble and clean his handgun whilst still blindfolded.

This man worked for a company that was heavy into the fuel of the country. Suppliers and distributors was the companies job, but as time goes on, people try and steal from this company all the time.

Privastem CO

The man took the blindfold off and looked to the mirror.

"Never going to get fast enough, always too slow..."

He than in a blink of an eye had a old style revolver in his hand and aimed at the mirror.

"Bang! Dead..."

He smiled as he saw his green eyes in the mirror and he put his smoke out on the ashtray and looked to his sleek tablet. He saw the light blink on and off and on again, a message was sent to him.

"Yayy... another dead target for me... lets see who the unlucky target it today..."

He read the file and smiled.

"Roy, Roy Dorges, sorry pal."

He stood up and took his long jacket off the bed and slid it on over his back, not putting his arms into the sleeves. He put his glasses on and looked to his watch.

"Syntec is going to lose one of there HR people."

He picked up a case and loaded his handguns into his shoulder holsters, he patted his back and made sure his revolver was there and smiled.

"Knife, good, bullets... ehh."

He took the case and walked out of the room he was in and left in a casual pace. He whistled a tune as he walked to the elevator and hit the button, he smiled as the door opened right up and he was on his way to the garage.

Soon he was on his way to the spot where he would kill Mr. Roy Dorges. He already knew he would snipe him from the parking lot across the way. Easy one, two... 20 thousand credits in his pocket. He looked as he was in the parking lot in a blink of an eye, he didn't even notice the drive. He was sitting inside of his car looking at the lot across the way. He was quite early and would be ready for him as he left for his car.

"Won't be too long now Roy..."

He lit up a smoke as he waited.

 

[AlysaNewport]

She held the bioscanner report firmly in her hand, steady, clam, but her soul cried out while she looked at the 3D image of this young woman. She was beautiful, a woman that she would hit upon if seen sitting at a taverns bar; her flowing, long red hair, the emerald eyes, and the curvy body traits were pulling upon her preference of choice in women. 'Alysa Newport what are you doing?' her Mind asked breaking the stare upon this beauty's image. How could she do this? She was already feeling the effects of her desire creeping in between her legs. she straightened up quickly, realizing her free hand was down under her jeans and pressing the fabric of her boy shorts against the wetness of her womanhood. "Fuck!" she called out tossing the bioscan down on the table and standing up to readjust her undergarment. Her mind screaming the whole time about not getting connected with the target, but that was already to late.

She hissed as she combed her fingers throught her hair, pulling it back tight and placing it into a long ponytail. Her hands coming back around and wiping the few beads of sweat from her forehead. 'what the fuck Alysa!' she whispered aloud to herself. She walked over and grabbed a water bottle out of the mini bar cooler. Her mind still not letting go of the young red head. spinning the cap off with a slight self disappointment flare up, she took a deep gulp of the refreshing water. Her mind fallen back on the rules and her sister Trisha. 'Focus' her mind grasping the trained word that she learned in the service to pull her mind down one path..the target, which was the problem..'Fuck' her mind backstroked into total stipulations of the conditions of disobedience.

The clearing sound of a lumpy throat instantly drew her mind to the 'now what phase' of a response as she turned to look upon the female copilot. The look on her face was one of blushing and fear all rolled up in a tight little package. Her hand held a company comlink plug. "I'm sorry to have intrude upon you, but we recieved this message a few moments ago. It's addressed to you." She held the device out in her trembling hand. Her blue orbs locked on the device while the blond strands of her hair was also trembling. Alysa knew what was going on with her, there was no need to ask her what was wrong or how long was she standing there.

Alysa looked at the woman with a small smile,"it's okay, I won't tell if you don't!" she walked over and took the device, still looking at the woman."We good?" she laughed out smiling at her,"Michelle, thank you.. I need to be alone when I take this." she raised the device up indicating the call. Michelle relieved to be excused whipped around and headed back into the cockpit. Alysa still smiling as she shook her head, happy to have been distracted from her previous state.

Her finger followed the smooth plastic til it found the small imprint switch, pressing it down and waited for it to do its security check before releasing the comlink connection. "This is Raven, 3039333." she spoke the I'd number to give her access to the one calling her. "Raven, this is shadow..abort current mission in New York, we have an situation here in LA that you need to be placed on immediately. Our intell has been very busy and have finally rooted out an assassin that Privastem has been using in the area a lot. They finally went after the bait and we need you to find this assassin before they get to someone important." Alysa shock her head like that was really a terrible thing to happen! "I understand, give me the name of the bait and hopefully I can get there before he gets killed." her tone was softer than she would liked for it to have been while talking to this asshole."that won't matter we have him linked to satellite coverage so we will get the look of this assassin and then they will be your next assignment." she shook her head again,"Yes sir, On my way to LA. Raven out." she turned the device off.."Fuck me!" she threw the device down with a heavy sigh. The game level has just went to extreme Condiction! There is nothing more challenging than taking on another assassin!

She walked up to the cockpit,"Michelle, change course to LA." she looked over to the blond. "Yes right away." the woman responded...

It was only time now that she had to kill while she waited for the hit and the data sent to her. So, she made a quick trip to one of her companies safe houses, for she had a bioscan to stare at for the time being...And a warning call to Tonya!

 

[amon_darknight]

He sat in his black sports car and he smoked as images flashed in his glasses. He smiled as he looked down and read a card.

"Venom"

He could only grin as he saw that. He pressed a button and a slot slid open from the dash of his car and he looked to different vials and he slid his slender fingers over them and thought about what they did. Poison, sleep, paralysis, numbing, blinding, pain racking, muscle contorting, mind hazing, blinding and so many more. He than saw his phone light up and he looked to it.

"Yes.. give me a moment to secure."

He reached down and hooked his phone up to his mini computer to secure the line. He waited for a second and hooked the phone to his earpiece.

"Secure, what has happened."

He listened in and sighed long and slow.

"I understand, I will not fail, a contract is a contract... at all cost."

He lit up another smoke and he looked across the parking lot again.

"Do you know who they are sending?"

He waited for the response and he nodded his head as the sun glared off his glasses. He got out of the car and went to his trunk, he opened it and took out a few knives and a red handled sword as he placed them in in his belt loops and held the sword.

"So they sent someone to target me..."

He threw the smoke down and blew the smoke out.

"Good luck..."

He closed the trunk and locked the door as he carried his long case and walked off through the parking lot, to find a vantage point.

 

[AlysaNewport]

The phone rang twice before a silky voice answered the phone taking Alysa off guard. She swallowed hard at the instant wetness that formed by putting a voice with the image of Tonya. A second Hello drew her back to the phone. "Hi is this Miss Micheals?" Alysa's voice laced with her on silky voice. The response was a yes and whom was this calling. Alysa thought for a moment before speaking than quickly added, breaking the silence,"Tonya your life is in danger please get on a plane and head to little stone Arkansas, than take a bus to Omaha Nebraska where you will board a plane Los Angeles you will call this number on your phone when your in flight to here. Does this if you ant to live. I know this sounds foolish I beg you to do this for the threat is real." The silence of a hang up was all she got,"Dammit!" Barked Alysa as she tossed the phone to the chair beside her.

Alysa looked at the phone for a few moments wondering who she could find this person that was targeted for a hit just for information. The realization hitting her hard too that just because she don't have a knowledge of this person doesn't make them any less real or not having a family of their own. She bit her lower lip for the balance was tilted against her. If she acted to sve his man her sister and her family would be the next target. "Fuck!" She hissed again at the leverage they had against her, a leverage she had to rid herself of as soon as possible. She ran her fingers threw her hair with a massive indecision going on within her but then she kne http do.

Picking up her phone and running out the door she placed a call to one person that could get her the information of the bait that Syntec was using."Hey, it's me Mystic, I need a favor." she sounded off once she heard the cold voice answering her call. "Well its a deep pocket on and has to be clearly untraceable to you or me!" she smiled,"Yes I know you do that all the time but I figured if I said this you would understand how heavy this request was!....Yes I do love you baby! ...I know love that is your loss, I could show you many things! Well your husband would enjoy it!" Alysa laughed before getting back to business, "Babe, they are using a bait to capture a Privastem Assassin using a satellite trace and visual surveillance. Can you get the ..... Damn your good where is the target? Can you keep him inside till I get to him? ....Thanks love I will call you when to let him go.. Thanks." she placed the phone back into her pocket while grabbing her equipment. "Fuck this is stupid!" she hissed as she headed out the door.

Taking a position on the top floor of the building next door she took aim at the common exit that most unimportant emplees take she paled the call and waited. She hoped that her missed shot would drive the man back inside saving his life and her sisters for the company will assume that the assassin from Privastem missed and all will be fine, the only problem is can she get the shot off before the assassin gets his shot off..her only advantage would be she knows the moment to open the door to shoot while the other assassin had to wait a few seconds for him to exit..however that would put her on his radar and that would put this game into play! "Oh well what the fuck!" Alysa voiced as the bullet struck the door frame warning the man to jump back inside.

She instantly began to survey the area looking for this assassin but fuck he was good and this scared her as she frantically searched the area looking for anyone but to no prevail, so she took her own means of blending in to stop him from spotting her. "Fuck I'm stupid! Fuck!... Where are you, you son of a bitch! she scanned the area as she was moving out of the area..heading back to her vehicle, zig zagging the whole time in between buildings and people..

 

[amon_darknight]

Jackson had set up a pretty impressive video network, he always does to cover his tracks. He had the information on this "Assassin" and she was a looker. She had a number of high importance hits it looked like as well.

"Come out, come out where ever you are little mouse..."

He grinned as he saw her in the coming up the stairwell. She had intelligence to not take the elevator, he had gas all ready to go planted by the doors. He pressed a button on his watch and saw the message.

"Shit... God damn it... fucking Satellites..."

He looked to his watch and shook his head, time was running out, his target would be off soon. He had set up his rifle already, but he could not fire the gun and take on this kill stopper at the same time. She was a looker too.

"Gillium, I want you to bring up the Sat Hack and stop the footage."

He heard the response and shook his head.

"Ok, don't do that... what am I supposed to do put on a fucking foil hat. She is tracking me as well!"

He saw her still waiting in there, he wanted to just blow the gas, but this might be fun. He leveled his .45 and saw she knew exactly where he was... she was good. She must have very good intel. He retreated back to his secondary position. He pressed the button and his gas started to pop off, filling the area, some smoke, some tear gas. He looked up as he pulled a small gas breather out and he put it on his mouth and smiled as he surveyed the area. She was running now!

"damn it!"

 

[AlysaNewport]

"Fuck!" Alysa slapped the steering column of her car. "How fucking stupid can you be!" She barked at herself for making a newbie mistake. A mistake that could have costed her life and what good we she be then to her sisters family. She pulled the car over and leaned back in her seat. Her hands slowly rubbing her temples making a false sense of helping her to rid herself of the coming headache, thanks to that fucking gas! She allowed her mind to go back over the events and stopped when it got to the assassin leveling his pistol at her! " Your dead stupid bitch!" She cursed through her teeth.

Beep. Beep. Her eyes diverted to her phone. A sickly feeling came over her as she stared at the number. "Damn! not now Tonya!" Alysa push her head back into the cushion of her car seat. "See what happens when you let yourself get involved!" She whispered to herself grumpily. "It's the Tonya you warned so now help her!" Alysa's little pet peeve voiced it's opinion. Her hand lifted the phone up to her glancing gaze, a sigh escapes her lips as the call ends and no messages sent. "Damnit Tonya leave a message!" like she was to know this!

Alysa stared at the number and wondered if she should even call her for more than likely they already sent an assassin after her. She bie her lip as if her fingers came to life and did what they wanted. The phone rang only once before a silky voice answered. " Hey Tonya, you don't knw me but.." she pushed herself up in her seat, "What? When? Are you okay?" she was surprised that she was this concerned for the woman."Listen to me! Remember what I told you to do! Do it now!" she started the car back up,"Now call me once you get to the airport. I will pick you up! I will not send anyone so if someone approaches you run from them and get to the airport security! Do you understand? Ok good new call me anytime for anything! Ok bye!" shit! She just got deeper involved!

She wondered how long it would take shadow to get the assassins details to her. She smiled as the information popped up on her tablet. "Holly Hell!" she read over the intell report. This is going to hurt and one more mistake and he will ave you! Alysa's mind voiced once again... Get to the safe house and wait stupid!

 

[amon_darknight]

He grinned as he watched this sexy female assassin retreat. She was who took the contract to kill him... well game on. He walked over to the rifle and looked through the scope. He saw people looking over at this building because of the smoke. He shook his head and picked his rifle up off the rifle stand. He packed it up and walked to his car, everything was put away and he looked to his watch again.

"I still have..."

Than he heard the sirens and he took off. He was rather annoyed at the circumstances. But there was ways tomorrow, always tomorrow.

He pulled in to one of his bars that he always went to. He walked up and sat down ordering a drink and just thinking about the day. He sipped on his whiskey and looked at the picture of this assassin.

"So you are the one that will try to end me... lets see what my intell has on you."

He was already asking for the info on her. He knew his tech team would get the information on her. He just sat there smoking and waiting till his anger subsided. He never liked being out of a calm state of mind, he wanted to kill, he wanted to hurt people, he did not like thinking like this.

"Damn it!"

He slammed his fist down on the table. That woman made him miss his kill, she messed everything up... His tablet beeped and he brought the image up on his glasses.

"Wow... really... another hit after I botched the last one... damn you."

He read the info and shook his head.

"Accepted... a woman... a helpless woman and than an assassin to take care of too... damn. I got my hands full."

He sighed as he soon had a stripper in his lap, as he looked to her.

"Did I ask for companionship?"

The stripper just smiled...

 

[AlysaNewport]

Her deep green eyes looked him up and down a few times allowing her gaze to focus on everything that she could see, she was accessing not only what she liked about this man, but for anything else she could find out about him, or what her implant could pick up from its scan of his body. The money she got paid to do this was more than she could make here in a year so she wasn't going to be a fool and turn this job down, besides she seen this man here before and liked him. They told her not to push it and get what she could, so here she was doing what she liked and getting paid double for it!

"Come on baby! We girls need to make a living too, and trust me I haven't had any complaints!" she smiled at him while her hand touched his chest. Her breathing was heavy bringing a rise and fall of her ampleness into play. She slowly humped her hips and ass into his legs as she lurched slowly up and down pushing her tits against his chest.

She wondered if the woman that approached her was in the area so she had to make this look good. She looked into the mans cold stare."Come love, play with this pet!" she whispered to him while running her hand up and down his abs..

 

[amon_darknight]

He smiled as she sat in his lap. He took another swig of his beer.

"Well baby, I am glad you came over and please let me have you make some money."

He grinned at her as he felt her soft breasts press into his chest. He smiled as he looked into her eyes.

"Whats your name sweetie?"

He grinned as he looked to her.

"They call me Venom..."

He knew she had heard of that name before, heard the stories behind that name.

"Just kidding, my real name is Charlie."

He put his hands on her hips and wondered about this one.

"So what brings you over to me? Why do you really want to play with me, how do you know I am not dangerous?"

He grinned as he massaged her back, pressing into pressure points that would relax her.

"Tell me?"