Assassination On Mustafar Novels & Stories

Nonetheless, they listened and none of them made a sound. "Go on the left," Ares spoke up, nodding to the left of the door to the dining room which was closed. I nodded my head as we slowly made our way towards the door, each of us taking one side. We were waiting when the door was slowly and cautiously pushed open. Ares and I made no movements an stayed hidden beside the door. As soon as one of the men stepped in, I shot him dead with my silencer. Another one entered just after the one I killed. He was about to shoot me but I was quick to react. I quickly kicked the gun out of his hand while Ares shot him right in his forehead. He fell on the ground, dead.

I shouted, surprised, “It was a big part of the plan! The date, the place, the snipers location… it was all there!” “It's useless, because it's already done,” he chuckled. “What… what is done?” I asked trying to comprehend his words. “Zhao Kang… is dead,” he stated, and casually took a sip of wine. “H… How?” “I couldn't risk that the mole would ruin the real operation again… The assassination took place today, two hours ago,” he explained, unmoved. His words felt like a sharp blade that pierced my heart. I was stunned and hurt. I looked at him in complete disbelieve. Once again, he made me feel like a fool.

If he had been armed, he may have stood a better chance. But it wasn't over yet. I may have killed Aspin, but he wasn't the brains. No far from it. The crunching of leaves had now stopped, and there stood five assassins. They had bared witness to the death of their comrades, and the air was now like a burning fire. They weren't angry about the death of their comrade, now they where angry that he wasn't able to subdue me. All of them where so cocky and arrogant. Especially the man who stood before me, a gold signet on his clothes. The General. I sneered at him, a deadly grin spreading across my face as I wrenched my dagger from Aspin's chest.

“The mastermind got everything ready for us. You don’t have any choice.” “Okay.” Olympias nodded and asked Goswin, “Are you sure?” “That assassin confessed in the early hours of this morning,” Goswin replied. “Someone secretly recorded Master Ansel’s and his accomplices’ conversation in his study yesterday. They were plotting how to assassinate you after they returned yesterday.”

he said, his voice urgent. I stepped aside to let him in, closing the door behind us. "What is it, Karim?" He sat down, his expression grave. "I've been investigating as you asked, and I found something disturbing. The beast is not the leader of the bandits." My heart skipped a beat. "Then who is it?" "The beast is an assassin," Karim said, his voice low. "It's being used by someone to eliminate threats. And I have reason to believe there's a conspiracy to let the beast kill you because you're in the way of their plans."

Macgonnel smirks waiting for the right moment to blow his head off Madeye clears his throat " twenty three years ago on that day of the attack.... He joined us saying he was sent by an important person to kill you , well I knew it was impossible but I let him join after all I also wanted you dead " *Macgonnel scoffs* " So he joined our group and we attacked the base .. and when he pulled the trigger on you , your wife took the bullet , he ran way seeing he had failed that was the last time I saw him . The entire room was silent, everyone was shocked . That is a massive plot twist, an assassin disguised himself as a terrorist to kill the general. Macgonnel smirks looking at madeye closely , h

"Shut the fuck up, Andrei." "No, I’m curious. Walk me through it. I find you in your office, a dead guy at your feet—well done, by the way, clean shot—and there’s some woman on top of you, with your pants around your ankles. It was a confusing scene. For a second, I thought you’d hired entertainment for the hit."

He didn't give him a chance to respond before firing his gun at the center of his head in one smooth shot. Blood leaked from the hole on his head onto the shiny black tiles of Darius’ office. The instructions were not needed before the men took him away and the cleaning crew dashed in to take care of the mess. “Ah Alina! Come, come forward.” Darius waved for her to move closer to him seated behind the dark brown and white mahogany desk.

I strolled down to my throne, each step bore heavy burden. Time was ticking, people had began talking to my face. I needed to shut them up alongside the mastermind of these vicious acts. Again, I opened the laptop and rewound to the engagement party, the part Madre was shot to be precise. Taking a greedy swig, I held back from shedding a tear. Mama wouldn't approve of it. I pressed closer, watching each movement. The assassin's hand was to my mother, his gun stretched forward… behind him, a hand also had a gun stretched. He was on their uniform black sleeves.

I retorted. “There are many ways to kill. Brute force doesn’t equate to all of them, not even many. Death was my job, and I found it worked best when you had the element of surprise. Assassins prefer a silent, clean kill. Blood and gore is extra.” He tried a smile, but his eyes were far away and hollow.