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-ArchelionGen

The Knife Unseen

Victor's talon ran over the cold metal trigger of his sidearm, as it pressed against his head. His thoughts ran rampant as he thought about his past and her. Her smile haunted him whenever he closed his eyes, his very essence tainted with pain. Without purpose he couldn't in vision living any longer as he grasp got tighter on the cold piece of steel in his hand. Nothing in his life seemed worth living for anymore, his job wasn't exactly career worthy and there was no hope for him being anything more than a mercenary. Victor had always been to proud to think about suicide, he saw it as a cowards way out, but now it seemed a good enough solution. He didn't get sleep anymore and his constant pain left him in every local bar on Omega and the Citadel. What was the point?

-Different Time

Victor clung to his drink as he wrapped his talons around the shot glass he stirred around in his hand. Like many times before he raised the drink to his flat lips and sipped down the rest of his drink laying down the glass on the counter looking around the bar. Most of the patrons in the bar were to busy watching the Asari dancers except for a Turian woman looking him over from across the bar. She flared her mandibles at him smiling, trying to get his attention very subtly. Victor smiled back before looking back down at his drink again. Her face seemed soft and kind with a light glow about her as she smiled at him. As he swallowed the rest of his drink the Turian woman walked over to him standing by the stool next to him. Barely able to make out the faint scent that followed her he took a deep breathe smelling her presence.

"This seat taken?"

"No."

"Mind if I sit here?" She looked at him carefully trying to feel him out, he thought it was amusing and gestured for her to sit down.

Sitting down she kept her eyes on him studying his expressions and movements. "Any reason you're drinking alone?"

"Maybe." Victor continued looking at his empty shot glass, before the bartender filled it again.

"Not much of a talker or was it something I did?"

"It wasn't anything you've done, no." She still sat next to him looking at him before ordering a drink.

"So your not into Turian women then?" Victor coughed on his drink not expecting her question.

"I didn't say that."

"Well you really haven't said much now have you," She flared her mandibles as he looked away from his drink catching her eyes. They were deep and dark like the deepest oceans he could fathom, but unlike most they revealed little about her.

"You always hit on guy's like this?" Amusing himself with his own joke he turned to face her looking at her with a mild curiosity.

"No, just the ones that don't talk to me, which doesn't happen often. The name's Laural and you are?" She extended her hand to him watching him think for a second before taking her hand.

"Victor." Shaking her hand quickly before grabbing his drink again taking a sip.

"Victor? I don't meet very many Victors." She nodded as she grabbed the drink the bartender had just brought to her. "So why are you here Victor?"

"The drinks. This bartender seems to be the only one of this station that can make a decent drink." He gestured at the batarian bartender behind the bar attending to his other customers.

Looking around at the dancer's she smiled. "Is that it?"

Victor looked around with her, before looking back at her with a faint turian grin. "Yep."

She flared her mandibles again making a Turian smile. Victor turned to the bar again waving the bartender to fill his drink before looking around the bar again. The flashing light in the bar that matched the music lite up Victor's face showing a scar below his eye causing her a bit of curiosity. "So what do you do?"

Victor cleared his throat looking at the bartender trying to rush him to get his next drink. He looked back at her thinking a moment before answering her question. "Security of sorts."

She nodded looking away from his face and around the bar again. "Dangerous?"

"At times. What about you?" The bartender returned with a drink in a bottle handing it to Victor. Bowing his head slightly in thanks the Batarian returned to his other customers.

"At times. I work in security of a sort too." She smiled almost mocking him playfully.

Victor looked back at her and smirked in his own way laughing at her. "It seems we live a life of danger then."

"So it seems."

Victor raised his glass. "To a life of danger then."

She raised her's tapping it against the glass he held. " To danger."

Both finishing their drinks Victor began to feel the alcohol take effect as he felt the room almost start to move. He found the woman intriguing, but at his point in inebriation he wasn't sure if it was real attraction or if it was the alcohol talking.

-Morning After

Victor could barely open his eyes as the sun filtered through the blinds. His head was pounding and his sight sensitive to the light making him wince at the pain in his head as he began to open his eyes. Taking a quick glance around the room he realized he wasn't in his apartment, nor anywhere else he recognized. He sat up slowly trying not to upset his condition anymore than he had when he opened his eyes. Looking around at the assorted furniture and layout of the bedroom he definitely knew he wasn't in his apartment. To concerned with his visual surroundings Victor failed to notice the shower in the neighboring room had shut off. The bathroom door opened making Victor whip his head around to find a Turian woman standing naked in the doorway.

"You're awake. I was a little worried, I'd hate to have to take you to the hospital." She smiled at him walking over to a closet opening it looking through it. Not knowing what to do Victor just sat in the bed watching her as he tried to piece together his night.

"How did we get here?" Victor said hesitantly.

"We took a taxi, neither of us were in any condition to drive." She continued digging through her closet before pulling out piece of Turian armor.

"What time is it?" Victor awkwardly tried to make small talk, as he tried to remember his night. Of course he started to get the picture

"About 600 hours. I got to get to work here soon so when you leave I'd appreciate you locking the door when you leave." Laural snapped on her armor in the shadow of the room before stepping forward into the incoming light shining over the blue C-Sec symbol on the armor.

Victor squinted to see the symbol as she smiled at him again before walking to the bedroom door. "Before you go...?"

"Your clothes are over there on the dresser, there is a taxi service you can get at the front, and I'll call you later. Right now I got to go before I'm late we can talk about all this later." She opened the door walking through it closing it behind her. Moment's after he heard another door behind the bedroom door close silence took the apartment.

Victor began to move as quick as possible quickly throwing his feet off the bed standing up very carefully letting his feet touch the floor. Standing up he felt the blood rush from his head as he carefully walked over to his clothes putting them on as quick as possible. He didn't like the idea of being in a C-Sec officer's apartment especially him being what he was. Getting his clothes and belongings together he walked out of the bedroom and began looking around the good sized apartment he stood in. It was a nice apartment for a cop salary, or at lease he thought so. He snapped himself from his thoughts walking to the door opening and locking it before he closed it.

His headache began to dissipate a little as he walked down the hallway of the apartment's to the skycar landing area. Opening the doors out to the landing pad he looked around the surrounding city trying to figure out where exactly he was on the Citadel. The buildings suggested he was in one of the richer parts of the Citadel, to many nice buildings and cars. Finding one of the call stations for the cabs he pushed the hailing button. Of course one of the better questions at this point what the hell was last night? A C-Sec officer? He must have been drunk off of his ass. Victor made it a point to avoid C-Sec as much as possible and for good reason.

As the skycar hummed through the sky Victor had time to think about what he was going to do. He kept telling himself to just not call her again or see her again, but she could figure out where he lived and it's not like he didn't like her otherwise he wouldn't have spent the night with her. The skycar began to slow down and descend to the Zakara ward landing pad. Stepping out of the skycar he paid the driver and began walking down the street that lead to his apartment. She was very beautiful, but he was playing with fire if he decided to take it further. If she found out what he was or worse what he's done, he could find himself in prison. Kind of a high price to pay.

Stepping off the elevator on his floor of his apartment building he walked across the lobby to his door swiping his I.D. In front of it making it open. The apartment began to light up as it sensed his presence. Walking over to the farthest wall of the apartment he opened his omni-tool triggering the wall to move opening up a concealed area for armor and ammunition. He grabbed his armor securing it on to him putting his helmet on last and then grabbing his sidearm and assault rifle from the rack. On the way out of Laural's apartment he had realized he had an appointment with a high value target that needed to be "Secured" and he had to be there in an hour. Looking at the rack for a minute thinking he put back the assault rifle grabbing the Mantis hanging on the rack and securing on his back. The large rifle shrunk down to its compact storage size as he mag locks on his armor held it on. He figured he'd need the Mantis more then the Avenger for this little rendezvous.

Leaving his apartment building, instead of going to the landing pad he walked over to a close by parking area. Pulling up his omni-tool he triggered his skycar to start up and unlock as he approached it. The large jet black skycar began to hum as it's door opened letting Victor step inside and sit. The control board lite up with statistics and contract details of his target. Victor sat still for a moment thinking about looking up the interesting woman he had met last night, but shook it from his head as he grabbed his helme from the back seat and put it on. Tapping on the holo board the skycar quickly rose and took off howling across the sky towards it's destination. Taking the chance he brought up the files on his target reviewing his habits and where he was going to be at his scheduled time. Fortunately he had a meeting outdoors at a local cafe across from a high rise building he was planning on setting up on. He either had to secure him or kill him and honestly both was hard. Killing a man wasn't hard, but getting away spot free is the trick and capturing was difficult he had two Krogan body guards with him at all times.

The large Turian walked into the large white marble looking lounge area of the office high rise. Victor's black armor made him stand out from the rest of the room and everyone in the lounge, but no body seem to notice or care at the time. Making his way carefully through the large lounge he opened a door leading to the emergency stair's leading up the building, all the way to the top floor. Victor quickly rushed up the stair's wanting to make good enough time to set up for the 2 Mile long shot he had to make that went through traffic and had to worry about the spin of the station. Most shots it wouldn't matter, but this shot being so long the gravity spin of the Citadel makes the round fall. It also had to hit with enough force to permanently cease the human target's brain functions.

Victor busted the door down in front of him making the entire office level echo with the racket he had created. The floor should have been empty due to the renovation's they had to do after the incident that happened the year before when a escaped convict wrecked a skycar into the building. The floor seemed to be empty as he began walking across the new floors that had been laid, looking around to see if anyone was on the floor. Finding a desk he moved it in front of a window that still hadn't been replaced, the wholes in the glass gave him enough room to make the shot. Setting up the rifle he laid on the desk getting into position. As Victor got comfortable he began to reach to take off his helmet when he heard the click of someone engaging a power source of a weapon behind him.

"Step away from the rifle, stand up and put your hands behind your head!" Two turian security guards were aiming for him as he stepped off the desk and began to put his hands on his head. One of the guards began to secure his hands as Victor grabbed his arm twisting him around using him as a shield against the other guard. Knowing the other wouldn't fire while he held his partner he broke the legs of the guard he held in his grasp and threw him into the other making them fall to the ground. Rushing over to the unhurt security guard Victor broke the man's hand as he continued to grasp firmly on his pistol. Both of the men grunted in pain as the laid next to each other, Victor continued to break both of the man's legs leaving them both incapable of causing any problems. He dragged them both to a closet closing the door and ran back to his rifle position.

Victor looked through his scope at the surrounding area looking for his target. Looking through the bustling crowd he found the only man that had two Krogan pushing people out of the way in order to make room for him. Now he just had to wait for the man to sit still long enough to allow the 5.28 seconds needed to let the his round which flys at about 2,000 fps. Then he has to worry about the drop, meaning he'd have to manually compensate for the drop and also the traffic crossing by. The man walked to a table sitting down at it waiting for his contact to show up, Victor assumed. Waiting a few seconds Victor had to make sure he wasn't going to move. His thoughts rushed as he began calculating the drop in his head and the amount of a time window he'd need between vehicles. Waiting patiently Victor found his window of opportunity, pulling the trigger he counted down the seconds as he watched the round fly relatively slowly compared to most energy rounds. He had to use a special ammo to make sure it'd hit with enough force.

"4,3,2,1,0." Victor counted down until he saw the bullet hit the man's head causing it to explode as people began panicking.

Packing up quickly Victor secured his weapon and tossed the rest of his ammo out the window and pushed the desk back to its original spot. He had to act quickly before C-Sec showed up and the building security to check out the shot fired. Making his way quickly back to the closet he opened the door finding the two turians squirming to get away from him as Victor pulled the pin off a poison grenade tossing it into the closet and closing the door. As much as he didn't want to kill them they were a loose end and loose ends get people killed. Making his way quickly down the stairs security teams began to search the building floor by floor. Now it was a matter of getting out, they began to close of the stairs and were sending full teams up the stair wells. Victor took a deep breath realizing the only way out was the stair well. He was going to have to take on the security teams or sneak past them. Looking down the stair well at the approaching security teams Victor shot out the lights using his silenced pistol causing darkness to take the stairwell.

Victor loved the dark, ever since he was a kid he always liked the dark better than the light. That's why he usually like only operating at night rather than day. He engaged his visor turning on his heat sensors as he began rushing down the stairs towards the still blind security team. Figuring they only should have been about 5 men per team: he was going to take them head on. Victor grabbed one of the humans snapping his neck with great force quietly giving up the element of surprise as he grabbed two more men shooting them both allowing a quick flash of light from his pistol lighting up the stairwell. The other two men began firing randomly into the darkness only nicking Victor in the arm, as he reached to grab one of them making the men kill each other with their own guns. Letting the batarian in his arms slouch to the ground Victor began running down the stairs quickly hoping to avoid another team.

Finally reaching the lounge/lobby area Victor managed to conceal himself in the panic to get out of the building. Making his way to his car, he watched the passing by C-Sec car's as they began to block off the area and started to search people coming out of the buildings. It made him nervous whenever he barely got away even though he was pretty confident in his abilities he wasn't unstoppable. Opening the door to his car he got in starting it up and rushing out of the immediate area. Once he got to a safe distance he called in to his "employer" as it were.

The holo screen lite up as text began appearing on the screen with conformation of Victor's payment being sent and Victor sent he or she C-Sec footage of the incident. Taking a deep breath he removed his helmet setting it next to him as he drove the skycar making his way deeper into the wards.