Sofia is a born and trained assassin, always prepared for the worst is constantly put to test by fate. Her known ruthlessness and unbeaten killing streak is challenged when her enemies plan for her destructions. She and her squad are assigned to wipe out Cerberus and possibly Orthus most lethal Mafia boss, Don Russo. Their plan is well constructed but everything comes crumbling down when one of Sofia's squad members betrays her during their mission. Sofia is left behind and captured by Don Russo. A story full of power, revenge, money and, death. Will Sofia be able to redeem herself as the once known Grim reaper or will she become even more vicious? The Grim reaper will make you hear her story and turn the pages with her
View MoreThe grim reaper stood on top of the tallest building in their target area easily blending with the night in her black attire, she knew that she needed to stay alert because someone was always bound to make a mistake when on a mission. Raised in the Elite Assassin Academy, she knew how to execute well and had little to no room for sympathy when she had to take someone’s life. The Elite Assassin Academy was known for it is undying record of cleaning the streets of bad guys, so why would the grim reaper feel any pain while performing her duty.
“Captain, are you there?” Mica’s voice spoke through the grim reaper’s earpiece.
“I am here Mica, and I can see you. Just stay in position until I say otherwise.” The grim reaper responded as she clicked on her vision glasses to spot if their target was approaching.
“Anyone else feeling very hungry today?” O’Brian voiced, earning annoyed grants from everyone in the group.
“Aren’t you always hungry O’Brian?” Becca said as she sat behind black barells on the sidewalk in a full black outfit clickly quickly on her laptop.
“Can everyone just shut up.” Alexia’s said, clearly angry with their discussion.
“Alexia, the party pooper never misses having the last word in every dam discussion.” Grumpy Wyatt said.
“Ronda, your 12 o’clock now.” The grim reaper said as she fixed her sniper gun and laid flat on her stomach on the roof top, making sure to adjust the lenses properly for a clear shot.
“Roger that Captain.” Ronda said as she threw herself in front of the first black car and disaapeared instantly from view. The car came to a screeching stop to investigate the person that just landed on their vehicle. Behind the car, seven other cars stop as well. One man dressed in a black suit, stepped out of the front passenger seat from the first car and as he walked to examine the body, Alex on another roof top shot him straight in the head.
“Bingo.” Alex said boldly through his earpiece.
“Nice shot Alex, I let you take that one.” The grim reaper said as she shot straight through the windshield at the driver from the first car.
“I’m on the move Captain.” Ronda said as she pushed her body under the first car to plant the bomb, this was always the best job for her because she was the best arsonist.
“Keep a low profile this time please Ronda, we don’t want to scrape you from the floor.” Alexia said moving closer to the vehicles in the dark.
“Everyone just shut the hell up, focus and stand still.” The grim reaper said.
The men in the vehicles behind have all stepped out with guys in their hands. The target car remained in the centre with no movement. The reaper knew it was stupid to go charging in because it will only if them an open space to attack them, so she told her team to wait. The window rolled down from the car in the centre and she saw that was their target.
“What the fuck just happen Matthew?” The man from the open window said.
“I don’t know boss, the boys seemed to have knocked something, but I see that they have been shot and there is no body.” The man said.
“Are you ready to tango everyone? I don’t have to repeat the rules, do I?” The grim reaper spoke through her earpiece as she further adjusted her gun.
“We are ready.” The entire squad said through their earpiece.
“Game on.” The reaper said this and shot the man who came from speaking right in the heart. Ronda moved quickly and discreetly through the cars planting explosive and finally disappearing out of site.
“Captain check!” Ronda said as she speed down the ally as a gunshot was heard behind her. She blending with the dark walls to catch her breathe because the guns were finally blazing, and her job was done.
“Ronda meet up with Becca, she is at C4.” The grim reaper said as she continued to shot from the roof top. Alexia got closer to the cars and started fighting with six of the bodyguards and with the help of Wyatt they were kicking their asses.
“This doesn’t seem like a fair fight does it Alexia?” Wyatt said as he sent one of the bodyguards flying with a roundhouse kick.
“I think it’s fair enough we can manage six guys Wyatt.” Alexia said as she twisted the guy’s head.
“O’Brian, where the hell are you?” Mica asked.
“Right behind you.” He said as he shot the men that were circling Mica.
“It took you long enough.” Mica said annoyed at O’Brian’s late entrance.
“Alexia, Wyatt, Mica and O’Brian fall back now Alex and I will take it from here. Becca how is the security footage looking like?” The grim reaper said as she put her sniper gun in its case. She wore the case, hooked the zip line, and began to descend from the building. Alex on the other building did the same thing and they meet after 2 minutes.
“Roger that Captain.” The rest of them said in union as they fell back into the darkness of the night. Alex and the grim reaper took out their Glock 22 guns and began to shot the remaining mean until the reached the target car.
Alex shot both the driver and the second guard on the front passenger seat as the grim reaper opened the passenger seat and pulled the leader out.
“Mr Ravoli, a pleasure to meet you.” The grim reaper said smiling.
“What do you want from me? Who are you?” Mr Ravoli said looking weak as his eyes begged for mercy. One thing the man on the ground didn’t know about the grim reaper is that she doesn’t grant mercy, that’s just not who she is.
“Hey mister, why don’t you try begging?” Alex said as he smirked at the man.
“Please don’t kill me, I will give you all my money, I beg you.” Mr Ravoli cried. The grim reaper crouched and looked him in the eyes and shock her head.
“I don’t believe in mercy.” She stood back up, clicked her gun in place and shot him in the head and in the heart.
“Clean shot boss.” Alex said and starting turning to walk away.
“Everyone clear and meet at junction XD4.” The grim reaper said as she disappeared into the night.
“Roger that.” The entire squad said as they moved quickly into the night.
The warehouse was cold, draft seeping through cracks in the rusted metal walls. Dust clung to every beam and pipe, and the smell of damp wood mixed with gun oil hung heavy in the air. It wasn’t a base—just a hideout they’d stumbled into after scattering from Russo’s stronghold—but it was the only place where the squad felt safe enough to gather their breath.Safe was a relative word.Wyatt paced in tight, angry circles, his boots scuffing against the concrete. “We’re not cut out for this. They knew we were coming, they had us funneled, and now our captain—our captain—is gone.” His voice cracked on the last word.“She’s not gone,” Alex snapped, his jaw set hard. “She’s alive.”“You don’t know that.” Wyatt stopped pacing,
The cell was not what Sofia expected.When the guards shoved her inside and the heavy door clanged shut behind her, she braced for stone walls, chains, the stench of mildew and iron. Instead, she found herself in a spacious chamber lined with clean whitewashed stone, a narrow bed tucked into one side, and even a small table with a glass of water placed neatly on it. The single barred window high above let in a muted glow from the corridor.It was not a dungeon. It was a gilded cage.She sat on the bed, the ropes on her wrists removed but the sting of their bite still there, and stared at the glass of water. Every fibre of her screamed not to touch it, not to trust anything Russo offered, but her throat was raw and parched. After a long minute, she picked it up, sniffed it, and then drank anyway.Her reflection wavered faintly in the water’s surface before she tipped the glass back. For a moment, she saw her own eyes—the same eyes Damian had spoken about with that strange, haunted tone
The silence in the office pressed against Sofia like a weight. The ropes biting into her wrists were uncomfortable, but not unbearable. She could handle pain. What unsettled her was the stillness—the measured way both men regarded her, as though she were not their prisoner but a puzzle they intended to solve.Don Russo stood near the desk, pouring a drink into a crystal glass with the ease of someone who had no reason to rush. The sound of liquid splashing against glass was delicate, almost elegant, and it grated against the tension vibrating through her. Damian remained closer, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, his dark eyes never leaving her face.“You’ve made quite an impression,” Russo said finally, his tone smooth, conversational, as if they were old acquaintances meeting over drinks rather than adversaries separated by rope and blood. “Most operatives who come after me are either reckless or desperate. You, Captain, are neither. You’re calculated. Precise.”“I’m loyal,” So
The first flight of stairs was uneventful. Boots hit the concrete in steady rhythm, the sound bouncing off the narrow walls of the stairwell. The air was still and slightly stale, smelling faintly of dust and the industrial cleaner used hours earlier. Sofia kept her breathing even, her senses stretched thin, reading every sound, every shadow. Something in her gut was off.She’d learned to trust that feeling—because the times she hadn’t, people had died.They rounded the first landing and started up the next set of stairs. Halfway up, the stairwell lights flickered once, twice, then cut out completely, plunging them into darkness.“Night vision,” Sofia ordered immediately, her voice low but commanding.In unison, they dropped their NV visors. The
The hum of the transport’s engines was a low, steady thrum beneath their boots, the kind of sound that usually faded into the background after the first few minutes of flight. Tonight, the sound felt different—like a pulse counting down to something none of them could stop. It rattled faintly through the floor, through the metal frame of the seats, through the straps and buckles that held their weapons close.Sofia sat near the rear of the cabin, hands loose on her knees but mind coiled tight. Her gaze stayed fixed on the tactical map glowing on the wall beside the cockpit. The lines and shapes formed the path they were meant to take: drop two streets away from the target building, infiltrate through the service entrance, ascend to the private suite where Don Russo was believed to be staying, neutralise the target. The map was clean. Too clean. It didn’t account for shadows, for the unpr
The morning air inside the compound was unnaturally still, as if even the walls were holding their breath. Sofia’s boots echoed against the polished concrete floor as she made her way toward Master Carlos’s office. Each step was measured, her expression neutral, but her mind was running through a dozen possibilities for how the mission could end. They were ready—or as ready as they could be after the breach—but readiness didn’t erase the unease curling in her gut.When she reached the reinforced door, Carlos’s voice called from inside. “Enter.”He was behind his desk, sharp eyes lifting from a spread of mission reports. Without looking up fully, he gestured for her to speak.“We’re ready,” Sofia said, her voice clipped but steady.Carlos’s gaze sharpened on her then, searching her face for hesitation. “Ready to take on Don Russo?” His tone carried neither approval nor doubt, just a cold measure of her resolve.“Yes,” she said without pause. “The squad’s prepared. Equipment is checked.
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