Black Mesa Assassin 소설 & 이야기

I got to her in record time, glad that the car was an automatic as there was no way I would’ve been able to drive a manual transmission as well as our pressure on my stomach. “There’s been an ambush at the house. Machiavelli and his men as well as Jaime.” She didn’t give me a choice but to use my words. I’m more of a listener than a talker and in my line of work, that’s really important. I am an assassin, a fixer of situations, a ghost. I’m the one they call when things go tits up and can’t find a resolution.

(Sasu) Hearing their master shouted his order, whilst in pain, all 26 of the Spider Assassin’s jumps into action. At the same time, Aeternum Side also started to move into action, the first one to fall is the assassin that brave enough or so foolish enough to jump before, Sasu, and he accept the assassin rather stupid attempts with a shot straight at the Assassin forehead killing him instantly. That was the first criminal down. “We ARE The SPi......”.(Dead Assassin)

The Messenger’s voice grew louder, filling my skull, drowning out the clash of steel even though I tried to be stubborn. “Jessica will die,” she hissed. “You cannot reach her in time.” I cut one man down, spun, and cut another, but I still couldn’t break through. I couldn't reach Jessica. I hadn't even started to run. My chest tightened as more assassins began to surround me. Then out of nowhere, although not unexpected, Jessica screamed. That was the moment that I had to make the most important decision. I can't gamble with her life. Then, the Messenger of the Dark roared inside my head. Her voice shook me to my bones.

What were they thinking when they sent a newbie to me? I tried hard to connect the dots together but I couldn't. Turning towards my locker, I brought out a pistol and shot it towards the assassin who was witting on the floor. “ Bloody motherfucker,” I cursed as his blood splattered all over my face. I moved closer to him to check whether he is dead but luckily for him, he is still alive. “ You are a tough one right?” I said to him while deliberately pressing down on his wound. He was sweating and screaming in desperation.