Way of The Assassin



Saturday Nov 22nd 2069 0400 hrs.
Atop the hillside overlooking the reds convoy lays Ethan John Klinger, former mercenary, hunter and political assassin for hire, an all around nice guy that is now under the employ of the government agency known as Threshold. He lays on his belly hidden from view on the mist and fog laden hillside above the unsuspecting reds, while feeding Intel to his teammates along with Milo Tripper, who is twenty five yards to the west of him atop the same hill. Below him Klinger watches Priss curiously, as she stretches her neck and throws her head back, both of her large breasts are in full view. He smiles to himself while thinking the unthinkable almost out loud.
“I do loves me a horny woman.”
His trained eyes follow every movement of the three guards standing over her, his rifle patiently awaiting the first tug at its trigger, in his earpiece he can hear the soothing voice of Samantha Bliss, offering him some helpful advice.
“Alright boys.. You up on the hill boys. Don’t be gawking at the cutey with the big boobs and horns! We have work to do here.”
As he glances in the direction of Klinger, Milo Tripper finds himself fighting back a smile of his own, his eyes too watching their pre selected targets. He hears Klinger’s voice in his earpiece.
“Don’t mind us boss lady, ol Milo an me are just waiting for you to get into position, soon as you make the call we chop their numbers in half at least.”
“How many targets do you have Klinger?”
“I have acquired three, but I got a clear shot at taken out two others right from here.”
“Mr. Tripper?”
“I got two rear gunners in my sights, possibly a third.”
Samantha Bliss surveys the scene that is now right in front of her, her and Roxx, Thump and Twitch, have made their way around to the blindside of the convoy while Cowboy has descended himself from the around hill and waits in the darkness off to the left in front of the convoy. Every way they move they will be covered, now the first move will be made by Klinger. Who can’t take his eyes off of Priss. With no more eye patch to restrain his vision he sees her very clearly, but his mind quickly returns to the matter at hand.
“Don’t you worry Doll, big daddy is here, and very soon he’s gonna take you away from alla this.”

Target Acquired



The good was being there for the birth of his first and only child a beautiful, baby girl who much to his delight was the spitting image of her beautiful mother, the bad came one year later when he arrived home to discover them both murdered at the hands of a sworn enemy. He’d lived through both, seen both Yin and Yang, battled demons both real and imagined , and through it all came to the conclusion that killing people was the one true gift that he possessed in life. He was good at it and whether Demon or human it didn’t matter anymore to Ethan Klinger. Even now as he looked through the scope of his rifle he felt a tingle of excitement at the prospect of a fresh kill.
“This little piggy went to the market-”
The first shot rings through the foggy morning air slicing into the skull of the red that is holding a chain around Priss’s neck. He falls..
“This little piggy stayed home-”
His second shot strikes the red at the left of her standing in shock as the second round strikes him in the neck half way severing his head from his spinal column, the rest of the team has engaged them and the reds are completely caught by surprise. Priss has managed to break free and much to the surprise of Samantha, has begun to strangle one of her guards with the very chain that she has been a prisoner of.
“This little piggy had roast beef-”
Klinger’s third shot rips through the back of a red that is about to strike down Priss with a closed fist, the shots tears open a cavity in his chest the size of a loaf of bread.
“This little piggy had none.”
The forth shot takes out another red behind them.. The morning air draws silent as the team makes its way through he remains of the convoy. Cowboy covers the front and Milo Tripper has taken out two rear gunners and now covers it from atop the hillside. Klinger has four kills to his credit but continues to scan for more upright reds. His voice seems less gruff now to Samantha Bliss, as she hears him in her ear piece. He is still feeding her Intel from the hillside.
“I think we got em all boss lady! There’s nothing moving from up here but our girl is hiding behind those bushes to your right. Be careful with her. I don‘t think she's as bad as alla that!”
Samantha Bliss, Thump and Twitch all slowly approach the bushes where Priss is hiding. But even with all of their coaxing she won’t come out. An aggravated Twitch raise’s his rifle slowly until Klinger’s massive hand stops it.
“Why don’t you let me give it a try.”
He disappears into the bushes where Priss is hiding and moments later emerges with her slowly walking by his side, he removes his coat and puts it around her.
“See little Miss, that’s wasn’t so bad now was it?”

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