Stories tagged “assassin”
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Precision
Sylvie did one last mental check of her status. She was precisely 3 meters above her intended location. Her target would be facing away from her on a northerly bearing, half a meter in front of her. Her warp blade was fully charged – 3 minutes of...
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Double's double in deep trouble
It would be quite simple, he assured her. The star would simply vanish after a hard day’s sitting around while the body-double did her work. She was then to slip, unnoticed, into her role in life and in the movies. The trick, though, was the face...
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Dangerous Youth
I was never afraid of her. People don’t believe me, especially when I tell them I’ve seen her work. But I’ve also seen her getting dressed, and she puts her pantyhose on one delicious leg at a time (though her’s come with a seam...
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Mimicry is only half of the work.
The ambassador slumped onto the couch, and the vase used to hit him miraculously did not break. Reiko sighed relief and began carefully undressing him, taking care to avoid the trickle of blood stemming from the ambassador’s ear. Reiko then donne...
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Finals
Cain would later admit it – the final week of tests was the most terrifying time of his life. Cain knew that becoming an assassin would be difficult. Even finding the base of operations for the Assassin’s Guild was a test in itself. And lik...
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Business As Usual
The megacorporations control everything – industry, the media, even murder for hire. But there’s a living to be made in freelance work, if you don’t mind getting shot at too much. Plenty of dying to go around. I’m in abandoned f...
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The Man Who Killed the Man Who Killed Kennedy
“But ya can’t kill John F. Kennedy, Jack Ruby!” “Wanna bet?” he smirked, “I didn’t get to have a name like Jack ‘Sparkling’ Ruby by being 1960 Chicago’s biggest fag!” At this, the entire bar erupted into raucous applause, cries of...
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What it Takes to Prove Yourself
The colonel’s lifeless body slumped by her feet. Blood poured out from his chest and back, but his face was one of defiant laughter. Disgusted by her enemy’s disrespect she took aim at his face. With a quick pull of the gun’s trigger ...
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Fantasyland XI
“We’re clichés and not in a cute way but an unoriginal bad way,” the wizard, whose name happened to be Gary, said perusing the Inn. He was among four souls waiting for Gloria and Carl to arrive. “I know,” Emma, the group’s token h...
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Don't trust a Grouch
Many cast a loving look on him. I, still but wary, watch. My arrow, notch on its bowstring. Draw back, align, hold… It starts. Music…Sounds growing… Wait for it… Now!!! My arrow sings its song on its flight towards this foul birds throat. Thwac...
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Sing of You
“Hello. My name is Sengemo,” she smiled. It was filled with warmth and pride. The dark woman across from me regarded me with the slit-pupiled eyes of her kind. “…and I will Sing of You, my Lord.” My mind and limbs were thi...
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Ghosts in the Shell
She’d walked in the main door of the building. Just like any other person could, even checked with the rent-a-bozos at the desk that she was in the right place. The mapstick had come with a trial of Babel’s language pack for tourists. The h...
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I'm Here To Kill The King
“Halt!” one of the guards shouts. They level their halberds at me. “What business have you here?” I tuck my hands under my tunic, and take a deep breath. “I’m here to kill the king. He has enslaved his own people, ca...
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I'm Here To Save The King
I lined up my shot. I had to fix this. Everything had gone wrong, and it was up to me. After all, it was my fault to begin with. That sadistic bastard was a million times worse than his father. I took careful aim. I had to be right on with this. If I m...
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I'm Here To Be The King!
Just before I fired, I clocked myself on the head with a rock. What the hell was I thinking?! Turns out, the grandfather paradox is a load of bunk. The cosmic puzzle. So, here I was, saving myself from myself by knocking myself out… I’m goi...
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In a town called Dersingham
It was 3:00 am and a young boy called James lay asleep in the train heading for Ipswich . “Wake up james” a quiet but gentle voice came James opened his eyes it was his mother sitting next to him, “Wha?” his sentence was cut sho...
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Out for Coffee, In the Tea
One sip and I remembered why I hated traveling. Egyptian coffee is the worst, if you’re picking an exotic locale to visit and stake out a cafe. The sun beat down, threatening to ignite my fedora and white suit. That would have been a shame consid...
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Now I can't get back to sleep...
FUCK! Sitting bolt upright in his bed, he could feel the coolness of the air in his room interacting with the sweat on his neck and torso. This was the worst of the current spate of nightmares that he had experienced. So graphic, so violent, and yet op...
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Sweet Assassin
Once, a precious little girl was born into a different kind of family. They were the rough and tumble sort, expecting her not to cry. It took a couple months, but then she cried no more. She learned to be an independent girl. Her mother and father wer...
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Professional Courtesy
He entered the train station, his eyes scanning the crowd of people. With a business suit, he looked like any of the other people going to work. His gaze stopped on a man. Slender. Red hair. This was definitely the man from the photograph. His stare re...
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Cascade
John, with his phone to his ear, quickly ducked into his cabin as the small boat floated under a cascade of water. Perhaps many years back teenagers looking for some kind of rush might have jumped off of the tall waterfall, but the precipice had long s...
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The Huntress
With only moonlight to see by she followed the man’s trail easily. She heard him before spotting him amongst the trees carrying her sister. Her rage rose once more: no cleanly killing arrow would fly from her bow. It would pierce something vital ...
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Owl and Raven
With a smash of glass, Owl entered the room. His target was there, sitting behind a desk. The man jerked upright, sending his chair tumbling back. Owl’s steps crunched on the remains of the window as he approached the desk. Gun in hand. “Ra...
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Tower Gate - The Tower pt. 3
Atop the wall surrounding the Tower the guards marched in greater than usual numbers. The assassin watched the guards with interest, wondering how Lord Vulklan had divined Artamoth’s plans. There must be an informant among Artamoth’s men th...
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More Powerful than Weak
I hit the ground hard and wiggled my way through the brush, wincing each time mercury shot exploded nearby. I hoped Roger found cover on his side. The snipers were shooting blind but they only had to hit one of us to slow us down. How in the world had ...