CHANNEL NEWS:

Another assassination has taken place, carried out by the notorious assassin known as Axe. The culprit, who specializes in using an axe as his weapon of choice, killed the Minister of Health and an unidentified woman in a hotel in Ontario Province, Canada. The incident occurred this afternoon, and investigations are currently underway to apprehend the assassin and bring him to justice.

In a well-furnished sitting room, two men sat in front of the TV, smoking cigarettes and filling the room with smoke. Various types of alcoholic drinks were also placed in front of them as they filled their cups and drank while smoking.

"Hey man! You're already on the news again, Axe, and it hasn't even been up to an hour," said the man on the left. He had blue eyes and was dressed in a blue shirt with shorts.

"But why did you have to kill the woman? She was beautiful. I hope you at least enjoyed your time with her before killing her," asked the other man, who was shirtless with black eyes and dreadlocks. He was sitting on the right, facing Axel with raised eyebrows, demanding an answer.

"Don't tell me you're admiring a dead woman," replied Le Blanc Axel, a twenty-eight-year-old man, as he emerged from an inner room shirtless, having just taken a bath. His skillful usage of an axe in assassinations earned him the nickname Axe. He had fair skin, cinnamon hair falling down his shoulders, and deep, expressive golden brown eyes. There was a dark aura around him, a darkness that clashed with his sinful beauty.

Axel had been trained by a black cult group to be a notorious assassin since the age of nine. He was an orphan who was rescued by the cult's leader and had been his godson ever since. He was heartless, brutal, smart, and determined. Once he had decided to kill his targets, he showed no mercy. He was often referred to as "Death" himself, as he spared no one once he was given a mission to end them.

"Oh my god, she had big boobs and a nice ass too!" exclaimed the man on the left, his eyes lighting up. "I wish I could have grabbed those boobs and fondled them."

"It's fine, Asher! There are plenty of women at the club," said Axel, sitting down on the couch beside a man who was covered with a duvet.

"I know, I wish I had joined you on this mission," said Asher, regretful. "I wouldn't have let you waste such beauty."

"Enough about that, where are you planning to tattoo your successful mission this time?" asked the man on the right, curious. "Are you going to tattoo it on your dick since your whole body is already covered in tattoos?"

"Don't be an idiot, Liam," scolded Asher, sternly. "He still has space on his dick to tattoo."

"You're both right, I'll definitely consider your suggestion," replied Axel, puffing smoke from his cigarette, ignoring his friends' jokes.

Buzz~

"You have eighty-five missed calls, Austin. Aren't you going to answer your phone?" asked Axel, enraged. "It's the big boss, you idiot."

"I don't want to," replied Austin from under the duvet.

"Just ignore him," said Asher nonchalantly.

"If you're not going to

pick it up, I'll do it for you," said Axel, about to answer the phone, but was stopped by Austin, who immediately jumped up from the couch and forcefully grabbed the phone.

"I told you not to touch my phone," said Austin, offended. "Are you crazy?"

"Calm down, man," said Axel, puzzled. "It's just a phone."

"You guys need to relax and let's watch the news in peace," scolded Liam to the two arguing friends as they turned their attention back to the TV.

"It's the boss's daughter!" exclaimed Austin, alarmed. "That's the boss's daughter, you idiots."

"What do you mean?" asked Liam, puzzled. "This is just another successful mission for Axe, so what are you saying?"

"Damn it! That's the boss's daughter, you fools!" yelled Austin, enraged, making the other men stand up in fear.

"The woman with big boobs is the boss's daughter!" exclaimed Axel, petrified as he stood in front of Austin with his mouth wide open.

"You're dead, man! You're fucking dead," said Asher, tearful. "You need to run."

"Run where?" asked Liam, frustrated.

"Anywhere!" yelled Austin, nervous. "Get out of this city. Just keep running away from the BLACK CULT."

Buzz~

"That's the boss calling again," said Austin, helpless, as he stared at his phone screen.

"He's calling me too," said Axe, frightened at the name displayed on his phone screen.

"He must have found out," exclaimed Asher, alarmed. "Run!"

Clangs... clang... clangs...

The sound of metal clanging made the duo stop talking, and the room fell into an awkward silence.

It was already too late for Axel as members of the Black Cult were already waiting outside for him.

"They're here! The boss has sent them to kill you," whispered Austin, alarmed.

"We're trapped," whispered Asher, frustrated, placing his hand on his head.

Axel

grabbed his weapon, an axe, which was hanging on the wall of the living room.

"I have to survive," said Axel, determined. "We all have to survive."

The other men grabbed their weapons as well. Asher specialized in arrow shooting, Austin specialized in guns, and Liam specialized in using a dagger.

The four men stood fearlessly at the front door, patiently waiting for the members of the Black Cult to break in and start the fight.

Bangs... bangs... bangs...

"Break it down," echoed a voice from outside the room.

"Get ready!" whispered Austin, firm. "On the count of three... two... one..."

More than fifty burly men broke in, holding various dangerous weapons and their faces covered with black cloth, making it impossible to identify them.

Axel fought back, slashing at the enemies with his axe, causing their lifeless bodies to fall to the floor, blood pooling around them.

Despite the number of men he killed, more kept entering the house, attacking them.

"The boss is serious about ending you this time, Axel! You have to escape now!" yelled Asher, sternly, as he continued to kill the enemies in front of him without mercy.

"Yes! We'll buy you time, so get the hell out of here!" yelled Liam, firm, as he fought off his enemies.

"But..." Axel stuttered, watching his cult brothers fight with all their strength.

"If I die and you die too, I'll never forget you," said Austin, but was cut short as a dagger struck him in the neck, causing him to fall to the floor, blood gushing out.

"Austin!!!" yelled Axel, grief-stricken, as he ran to his friend and cradled his lifeless body, tears streaming down his face.

"You have to go now, you bastard!" yelled Asher, but was cut short as a dagger struck him in the head, causing him to fall to the floor.

"Asher!!! No, no, no!" yelled Axel, tears uncontrollably flowing as he knelt beside his friend.

"If you stay here, we'll both die," said Liam, standing in front of Axel to protect him from the enemies' attacks.

"Get up!" yelled Liam, fierce. "Get out and run, Axel!"

Axel stood up, grabbed his car keys from the table drawer, and ran towards the window, climbing down to where his Lexus Rx car was parked.

He got into the car, his hand trembling as he gripped the wheel, but managed to drive at full speed into the night.

He kept driving, with the location of his pregnant wife and three-year-old daughter in mind.

Screech*

Axel slammed on the brakes, panicked, as he was about to collide with a car in front of him.

"This isn't the time for the traffic light to turn red," he thought, furious.

There was no way forward, and no way backward. He was stuck, and he had no idea if members of the Black Cult were in the cars stuck in traffic with him.

Axel was lost in thought, but was brought back to reality by a gun pointed at him from a car on his right.