Assassination On Mustafar の小説・ストーリー

Both Killian and Sara chatted happily, before sleep took the better of them, each one of them sleeping soundly in the other's arms. *** Jared was disturbed by the commotion that was happening outside. He climbed out of his bed and called one of the guards in his house. “What's happening outside?” Jared asked the guard. “The chief guard has been assassinated.” The guard replied and Jared's face opened wide. “When did that happen?” He asked again. “A few minutes ago, not up to an hour.” The guard replied. Jared rested his hand on his hips and sighed. As he wondered who was behind all of the things happening in the pack, his eyes caught a hold of a swift movement into one of the windows in his

"And why is that?" "He was gunned down yesterday in a restaurant just outside the city. My sources tell me that he anticipated meeting with someone. The assassination was clean, a silencer used." "So the asshole knew his assailant." "It would seem that way. Then again, from what my soldiers mentioned, Kostya had no intention of hiding, even purchasing a Maserati upon arrival in town. I will say, the timing is interesting, the scuttlebutt on the street far too quiet. That doesn't bode well for my business operations."

Marcus swiftly answered, his eyebrows raising higher in surprise. Antonio was reporting his son's achievements, describing them as if he were there himself. If Marcus knew that Antonio had been monitoring the whole scene, he would surely be furious. "How is this possible?" Old Mr. Alston's voice suddenly escalated. "This can't be!" He simply couldn't believe that a child, a seven-year-old child, had single-handedly eliminated the twenty assassins he had sent, leaving not a single survivor. What kind of scene was that? He could hardly imagine it.

"If you wake up, I'll promise you anything, as long as you're alright." As if she had heard his prayer, Layla's right index finger twitched slightly. However, it was only a slight twitch. Then, she lay motionless once more. … In his study at the Xenos residence, Anson swept a vase to the floor and roared in anger, "You dumb pieces of trash! "You're all useless! So many assassins were sent to kill one person, and yet you all failed! You almost left evidence behind!" "S-sorry, Sir Anson…"

Even if our mission fails, as long as the owner of the academies gets involved, you'll have no power to resist. "You'll die, got it?" Well, this man clearly didn't recognize Woody at all. He still saw Woody as an insignificant man. "Let me go, now!" The assassin grew bolder. "While things haven't gotten out of hand—" Woody smiled coldly and interrupted him, "It's already out of hand!" With a snap, Woody broke the assassin's neck. The assassin's eyes widened, as if he were surprised. He'd obviously never dreamt that he would die so easily.

“Nina?” “An ancient assassin, she was killed based on Ryker’s orders after a trick that we pulled on her after she had lost her mind to her revenge. Regardless of the training that she once got, seeing Ryker in front of her almost every day made her lose her senses in wanting to get him killed regardless of the cost, and that would have cost my or Ezio’s lives” I said, explaining the situation. "And you chose your lives over hers?” She asked. I looked down at my feet before nodding.

He might not be showing it, but I know he is hiding his disappointment in this turnaround of events. I’m sitting atop of the horse in front of Brother Terrence while we are heading back to the capital. Really? I never thought that the assassin will be dead. Liebert reported that the assassin had a poison hidden in its mouth. Or he hadn’t and there have been a foul play to silence him. This is really tricky. I mean they are really tricky.

But since he was the head of the family, what other course of action did they have? In the end. Robin Wright had hired the infamous assasin Lucas Stephens to carry out the mission. He was known all over the country for killing businessmen who had offended the elite of the business world. But his fame was more because he was never caught. Everyone knew what he had done, but no one was able to pin it on him. Nor had he ever disclosed who had hired him. This was his main attribute. Otherwise, he knew that the first rule of assasination was, kill the assasin. As long as he kept his mouth shut, he was safe.

But she was going to do something that would make her the most wanted criminal in the land of Huskarian. Leanunya snuck past the guards of the castle and sneaked around looking for the man she wanted to kill. She found him, “the king”. She snuck closer to him drawing a black dagger out of its scabbard. When she was close enough she lunged at the man who was talking with another man from their sides. The king didn’t see or do anything until she had already stabbed him in the back. Leanunya cursed silently as she realized she had just barely missed his vital point but smirked in satisfaction as she heard him cry out in pain.

“Nothing. Just think, soon you’ll be back in the air. Your father and I will help you regain your strength…” I jerk as another explosion goes off behind me. “Mother, is that…” Cal asks. “Got it,” Everett says, beginning to pull the last explosive out of Ancalagon’s head. “Faster, doc,” Ishir says, watching for the third explosive to blow. “I don’t want to hurt him,” he says as the third explosive goes off. “DOC!” Ishir says and Avani roars, loud enough to startle the doctor. Thankfully he doesn’t drop the device, but he does stop pulling it out of Ancalagon’s head.