Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and the few OCs.
A/N: The idea for this story sprung up on me while I was at work for Eleven and a Half Hours, reviews are welcome.
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Darkness as always proved to be an apt companion, doing what he did you needed to be able to blend into the shadows, that and kill people really good. And quiet, you had to be quiet about it. Getting caught wasn't an option.
It was with this thought in mind that the assassin moved silently towards the Cockpit of the Aircraft, deciding it'd be better for his success that he wasn't heard or seen before he needed to be, simply pressed the button on his left wrist and vanished from the hallway with nothing more than an inaudible pop
As soon as he felt solid steel underneath his feet he reacted, striking the Co pilot with the underside of his palm, sending his skull crashing into the large piece of machinery beside him, startling the Pilot who was met with a smoking barrel and a bullet in the brain.
He didn't have a lot of experience with this type of thing, the Aeroplane, not the killing. He'd been doing that since he was Seventeen and he'd gotten quite good at it too, no what he didn't have experience with was Aeroplanes, taking a quick futile glance as the controls, deciding once again that he should have left this mission to the other Teleporter of the Group.
There was only one thing he could do in times like these, grinning underneath his mask as he unsheathed his swords, twin Katana's that glistened in the moonlight, it was only a fraction of a second before they were both embedded into the control panel, which promptly exploded
'Now to finish the job' though he had technically completed the mission, in disabling the plane, he always found it best to make certain the targets were dead and gone before returning to base, knowing that now he had little time to act simply pushed the small button on his left wrist once more and vanished from the cockpit and back into the hallway, still as dark as ever.
He was pleasantly surprised when he was met with the barrel of a gun and the faces of his targets, the woman looked scared out of her mind. While the man, slightly older, looked confident, like he had the situation under control. Oh how little this man really knew.
"You'd best use it Pal. If ya want to live" no sooner had the words been spoken did he feel the all too familiar searing pain of a bullet pricing flesh. A good thing he hadn't been hit anywhere important, he did have another shoulder after all
"That wasn't exactly what I had in mind" that said he retaliated in one swift motion he unsheathed both Katana's and ended both sets of lives. God he loved his job, a panicked cry not only startled him but alerted him to the presence of another on the plane, strange, the report had only mentioned two people. No matter, whoever it was would be dead soon enough, that thought in mind the self same button that had gotten him to where he was, was pushed once more, this time taking him from the Aeroplane and to the sky below, where after a free fall drop he'd be reunited with his Team.