Assassin

Staring at a picture in his hands the young man couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. I miss them he confesses.

Ayden was the first son of the Blade family,, therefore making him to be on the edge of his every action.

"Why can't it ever be just perfect"

"Nothing is ever able to be perfect sir". Aydens' assistant Christopher answered his thoughts. Ayden put the picture in his hands as he placed his hands in his pocket as whispered to himself.

"Whatever" Ayden looked at him as he asked.

"What about the troops how dominant are they over the west coast"

"It's more hazardous than before now that you no longer are in the position. What if people find out about this? All our plans will be brought to the dust for good"

"Not on my watch ". Ayden said with such determination in his words. Turning to face Christopher he pulled him closer take this envelope I want you to give it to the president of Germany".

"How do we know the president of Germany ". Ayden looked at him w