Chapter 08 — Kill
"To kill you." Skye's cold voice sounded in the dark alley.
"Kill me? Assassin! Do you know who you are messing with?" The young man asked with a chuckle.
"Don't know. Don't care either. You are a mission target. MY mission target. That gives me enough reason to kill you." Skye replied.
"How arrogant! A nameless fool like you wishes to kill me? I, Javkon Dreylar of the great Dreylar family? You wish! Hahaha!" The young man said with anger.
"Don't be so stupid. You're just a pathetic little dog, a side character of the Dreylar family that no one cares about. Do not compare yourself to the child prodigies of the family. Even if I kill you here, I doubt anyone will care. Even if they do...." Skye spoke slowly as he flashed towards Javkon's back while slashing towards him with his dagger.
"I doubt they'd have the guts to avenge you..."
SLASH!
A cold light flashed.
Javkon dropped to the floor.
"Dreylar family? A wretch like you must be some sort of outcast over there. Hmph!" Skye said while walking away from his dead body.
After he left, a cold laughter soon resounded in the alley. The supposedly dead young man could be seen standing up with a groan.
"Nameless assassin! You think you've won huh? You think you've won! I promise I'll find you one day and rip out your head from your skull! Shit! This fucking hurts! Time to go back home and heal my wounds." He said with anger on his face.
Just then...
"Unfortunately, you won't be able to have that luxury. Goodbye, for real this time." A voice said behind his back while a familiar dagger pierced his heart.
"You!...you.....How?" He said with shock while turning around to see a familiar assassin behind him.
"Like I said. You are my mission target, and I never fail to kill my targets after I've chosen them. Unluckily for you, your revenge will forever be an elusive dream that you can never remember. I know all about your secret technique and what it does, so you can't fool me. Rest in peace, if there is an afterlife somewhere." Skye replied with a cool voice.
"Screw you motherfucker! You've come to kill me, and yet you wish me rest in peace! Fuck you! Fuck you in hell!" Javkon said amidst mouthfuls of blood.
"I truly mean it when I tell you to rest in peace. You can rest in peace when you finally know the one who killed you. Skye said as a red light briefly flashed behind his mask.
"It's you...you're HIM! You're the Bl....Aah!" Javkon said with shock, and then pain.
"Now, now, we don't want to have the viewers know my name this early into the game, now do we?" Skye said with a teasing grin behind his mask as he twisted the dagger in Javkon's chest.
{AN: Hope you guys like my little joke:-)}
"You may know me by another name..." He continued as he took off his mask.
"You! It's you? That runt? You're HIM?! I was killed by someone like you?! No wonder! No wonder you knew! That explains everything! I'll kill you!" Javkon said with anger as he saw Skye's face while he rushed towards him after escaping from his grasp.
"Ding ding ding ding! Unfortunately for you, that knowledge is of no use to you now. 0 points." Skye said as he pierced the running Javkon's heart once again.
The young man fell to the floor.
"Hmph! How pathetic. Still as useless as ever, Javkon." Skye said while putting back on his mask and flashed away.
"Mission complete." His voice faded into the darkness.
All that was left of the incident was a dead young man with a slash and two stabs on his chest.
...
"Lawthor, Garris, Grimm. Come here." Black Snake's voice was heard.
The three men quickly stepped forth.
"Have the preparations been completed yet?"
"Yes sir."
"Good. Now, we wait."
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*Meanwhile, just some distance away from their current location...*
'Not far ahead. I'm almost there. Just a few hundred meters away. Word on the street is, the Black Snake Gang has been quite on the move lately. It seems they're planning something. No matter. I'm just here for Grimm anyway. I'll take out the Black Snake Gang if they become too much of a bother.' Skye thought as he approached the location where the Black Snake Gang was gathered.
As he neared the area, about fifty odd men soon entered his vision, with a burly man leading them. The burly man was giving off the aura of Basic level mage Middle Tier 1. There was also another peculiar oddity that Skye soon noticed.
'That must be Black Snake. The leader of the gang. How arrogant! Naming the gang after himself. Heh!' He thought with a chuckle.
'But I can sense Qi on him. I thought the people here on the IF only used Mana! Seems like I've been living under a huge rock all this time! But something is seriously wrong going on here. Although this guy's Spirit Qi level is pretty weak, it's giving off such a powerful aura. This shouldn't be happening. He shouldn't be here in Salem leading a small time gang. He's piqued my interest. What is going on here exactly?'
'Oh well, looks like this might turn out to be quite the fight.'
*Meanwhile*
As Black Snake stood at a small hill, he peered through the night and saw the loathsome figure he had begun to hate.
"Looks like our rat has finally taken the bait. Go get 'em boys!"
Suddenly, a wave of men rushed towards a particular direction.
"Seems like the big guy knows my location and sent his dogs to 'clean up the mess'. Well, he's gonna be in for a surprise later. Looks like my weapons are going to be shedding a lot of blood on their debut to the world. Perfect. Good for me." Skye thought out loud.
Skye quickly took out his sniper and aimed it at the incoming men.
Whoosh!
"Ugh." A man quickly fell to the ground.
"Be careful! All of you! He has a Steel level Artifact!" Another man warned.
"Hmph! Don't compare my sniper rifle to those pieces of trash!" Skye said to himself as he heard what the man said.
As the other men heard the warning, they began to move erratically, trying to dodge the bullets.
'Trying to dodge? How laughable. Though I've never really tried the Mana Burst Spell Rune on the rifle. This would be a good time to see what it is capable of. Luckily, the power cell has accumulated enough mana. Now then small fry, run! Run closer to your deaths!' Skye thought with a sinister smile behind his mask.
His bullets continued to hit the men regardless of where the were hiding, but because they were spreading out more with their erratic movement, it made it harder to kill them more quickly. As the men reached about a hundred meters away from Skye's position, Skye shot out a bullet that looked like a beautiful speck of light with blinding speed towards the men.
"Game over, Adios, muchachos."
—Boom!—
All that could be seen was a flash of light that soon covered a radius of about 50 meters. The light blinded everyone watching temporarily and all that could be seen after that the bright light stopped illuminating the area was—
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Everything within the range of the blast radius was directly vaporized. Everyone that was lucky enough to live and those that stood by the sidelines and saw the aftermath of the carnage that a certain sniper rifle caused was shocked—nay—petrified of what they saw before them, including its creator. The only thing that could come to their minds was—
'Shit! I have underestimated this weapon!'
'Whoa! I never would have expected that turning a spell into a runic marking and then engraving it onto a weapon could produce such drastic effects. Maybe I should try the effects on my other weapons when I have enough spells to spare. Seems like I'm in for a long walk on this one. No matter. I always get what I want. One way or the other.' He thought with a grin behind his mask.'
'But for now, time to complete my mission. What turned out to be a single target has now blown over into a small scale battle. Time to end this.'
He put away his rifle and took out his shortsword. Rushing towards the men who were still stunned from the effects of his last attack, he began to slice them into pieces, with the agility of a panther and the grace of a swan.
Swish! Swish! Squelch! Squelch!
Heads and bloody body parts were strawn everywhere, painting a hellish scene not suitable for viewers under 13. He continued this until only the leader and his three lackies were left. The men were completely and utterly shocked.
{AN: Another joke guys! Hope you don't mind.}
''Wha— How? How could none of them be a match for him!" Garris said with slight shock.
"Hehehe! Time to play! I haven't tasted blood in quite a while! Haha! If you two dunderheads are scared, just say so!" Lawthor said with a spine chilling laughter while rushing towards Skye.
As soon as he approached Skye, he quickly attacked him with two short sickles that appeared in his palms. The two of them began to embroil themselves in a heated battle. Lawthor was fast with his sickles, and they possessed quite a bit of sharpness as well. But Skye soon overpowered him with his shortsword skills and sent him flying across several metres away. But then Skye soon dodged to the side, where an arrow could be seen trembling fiercely, piercing the ground in his original position.
'There's my target.' Skye thought as he looked at a certain direction, where Garris could be seen nocking in another arrow, preparing for his next shot.
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