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The serpent inhaled sharply. Serina lifted a hand. Not to spare but to dismiss. “Go,” she said. “Tell your master I do not die on command. Not anymore.” The assassin hesitated, torn between mission and instinct. Then, they bowed. No words. Just the quiet acknowledgment of a threat recognized as equal. Then they slipped out the open window vanishing into the night like they had never existed. “Next time,” Cassian said, steadying his grip, “I won’t let them walk away.”

Then he smirked. "Then let’s drag them out of the shadows." Los Angeles – The Crimson Lotus Warehouse That night, Antonio struck first. Five of his top assassins infiltrated one of Renjiro’s strongholds, cutting through his men like shadows in the dark. BANG! BANG! BANG! Gunshots echoed inside the warehouse. Bodies dropped to the concrete floor. One of Renjiro’s trusted lieutenants, Akihiko, tried to escape—but a bullet tore through his skull before he even reached the exit. Among them, a masked man known as

But she wasn't human anymore. A breath. A heartbeat. A blade being drawn. Tatiana dove sideways just as something silver whistled through the air where her neck had been. She landed in a crouch, eyes glowing faintly red. A shadow stepped into the clearing. He was dressed in Council black. His face covered. His scent—old blood, steel, and venom. "Tatiana Sanguine," the assassin said coldly. "You are marked for erasure." "You can try," she growled.

I smiled then lay down beside him. Aris looked at me... "in my own defence, you were an assassin... so it won't be a surprise if you had a lot of exposure and I'm also sure, you must have had a lot of trainings and how to be the perfect assassin. So yeah, this is the only reason why you got to the top of the Mountain before me." "You know Aris you should just accept defeat and stop trying to make yourself better at the expense of me. I won you and that is it." I said happily hitting Arris squarely on his shoulder.

“It’s going to be the same at the end. I’m not a hero. I’m an assassin, a murderer. Even if I succeed in taking down the Parliament, there is no way I’m going to be accepted for what I’ve done. I’ve always known that the day I bring the Parliament down, I will go down with them. In order for a better future that isn’t built on the blood of others, the cycle must end and it ends with me.” Feeling the strain of talking after several days of bed rest, I didn’t register the pain. A loud slap resounding through the room and the ringing in my left ear was enough to stun me. “Stop deluding yourself. Do you think you’re the only one bearing the burden of this? Look carefully! Open your eyes! Aren’t

(Obviously) More Information: Notorious assassin, ninja, and the founder of Azoukawa Credo in Japan. No photos of her. "Is this all you get? Looks like you’re really getting rusty, huh? What happen to the Orcus I know?” I sigh looking at the piece of paper. He didn’t say anything. “It does, as you say, help a little.” I consoled.

“One way or another, all of us assassins are fucked up, April. This is why we are what we are. You just need to prove to us all that you have the mental stability to do it. For now, promise me that you won’t give up. Promise me.” I nod my head, but I don’t verbalize my promise. I’m sure he knows that I’m hedging, but he doesn’t push. Once Micah leaves, I head to my bedroom, curl up in my bed, and close my eyes. Come morning, I’m feeling better. I’m still a little bruised from the fight, but I’m ready to move on. Slipping into a pair of skinny jeans and a blue peasant top, I slide into my boots and startle when my phone rings.

He bit his bottom lip, lowering his arms to his sides and glancing towards his palms before asking, "What is it? Y-You...you don't like what you see?" Nate had not spoken yet, gulping when he saw Dante's fingers drop the knife beside him and reach for the next button on his dress shirt. When Nate realized what he was doing, he instinctively leaned downwards, his mind completely pushing away the assassin murderous rumours and all the threats Dante had mentioned, instead reaching for his hands and stopping him from continuing down the placket. "What the fuck are you doing?" Nate pushed his hands away, closing the other buttons as well and hiding the chain back into his shirt.

I slam into one of them and kick the other in the head, then twirl before the one with the knife can stab me in the neck. A gun cocking behind my head makes me stiffen. Nostrils flaring, I raise my hands and get ready to attack, but before I can, the man behind me falls unconscious onto the floor. Turning quickly, I spot one of my fellow Assassins, Phoenix, finishing off the last two men. The hallway looks like a war zone with unconscious bodies lying in various spots on the floor. As soon as the last man is down, we both face each other. “What are you doing here?” We both ask in unison.

I took the blade from him and buried the silver blade in his stomach, but then I felt the other assassins surrounding me. I knew what came next; I had played this game before, but this time I was the prey, not the predator, and I knew how the story usually ends for the prey, even if one is as dangerous as I am. Another tried to grab me. I quickly ripped one of his hands off me and swiftly somersaulted to the far end, another charged at me and then ripped off the head of the next assassin who charged at me, watching his lifeless body fall to the ground. I was surrounded, but I was not going to beg like a rat; instead, I would die like a soldier, taking as many as I can to the after life.