I stared down at the city of New Orleans begrudgingly, holding onto my sniper riffle tightly as I fight the urge to go down there. It was to be here that I would create the biggest massacre I've ever done. It would be here that everything in my life changed. I am the one that wipes out most of the vampire population that has taken over this city. All because of the phone call I'm about to receive in three minutes and forty-two seconds.

The history of this city, to anyone aware of the supernatural world, was enough to avoid this place at all cost. Having done my research before- hand on this city, the Mikaelson's were the founders. You may not know them, but you will in due time as I get further in my story. Many of my kind call this place, the land of the dead. Two minutes and fifty-one seconds.

This is a place where humans would come to vacation, which most of them never return from. It was my job, which was a very classified yet a high paying job; in which I use my skills and weapons I have been taught over the years. Years of pain and torture that crafted me into who I am today, Jade Gilbert…. The Shadow. Two Minutes and six seconds.

"10-28," I heard the familiar hoarse whisper of a voice break through my ear piece, as I was scanning the city for the target that was supposed to exit the building across from me any second.

I pressed the button on my ear piece, "10-20, rooftop across from the target."

"10-70 once target is in sight, eliminate immediately."

"Carter, I am beginning to think you are losing faith in me," I teased through my ear piece.

"Jade, we can only use codes on this mission," Carter's hoarse whisper came back through the ear piece, he sounded slightly irritated, only because I do this to him every time. One minute and thirty-three seconds.

I rolled my eyes as I knelt, and looked through my scope aiming my gun towards the entrance of the building of the restaurant in front of me, "10-4."

"Shit! Jade 10-12! He is not only leaving the building, but everyone is, we are going to lose him in the-" Carter started to exclaim, but his connection fell short. I felt my eyebrows furrow in confusion before quickly pressed the button to try to communicate with him.

"Carter? Carter?!" There was only silence, "Shit!"

Thirty Seconds.

I quickly looked through my scope and couldn't get a positive mark on the target as everyone started to leave the building, someone must have tipped the target and was using this as a diversion.

Seventeen Seconds.

I growled and cucked the snipper rifle to the side. I opened the darker part of my mind, letting myself dissipate in the shadows as I was swallowed whole from the hole beneath me.

Seven Seconds.

I reappeared on the ground level, in the alley that was right next to the building I was on top of. I raced forward as I took out my knives and walked out of the alley. I see him, the target, tall muscular, he's the leader of New Orleans. The so called-

Happy by OMFG started to play obnoxiously loud on my phone which broke me from my concentration, and before I could grab any unwanted attention, I quickly answered the call on the head piece.

"Hello?" I asked as I backed myself up against the brick building.

"Jade!" Elena's voice bubbled through the speaker of the head piece. I banged my head back against the brick wall. Of all times she chose to call me….

"Lena, now isn't really a good time- "

"I need to know when we can expect you back home! We have been waiting since forever Jade! You told me to pick you up at the airport today! I was there for six hours!"

"I know I'm sorry-" I said trying to apologize, I stared up at the night sky for a few seconds before remembering where I am and the job I have to do still.

"Sorry?! I was panicked that something happened to your plane, that it could've crashed or worse-" I heard her panicked voice, but I got distracted as I watched my target slowly disappearing amongst the crowd. I had to end this call now.

"Yeah, that's great Lena, love you, bye," I told her rushed as I ended the call quickly not paying attention to what she said to me. I had to eliminate the target. I raced forward into the crowd of vampires trying to reach my target.

I was close, close enough to grab him, and that's when I slashed my blade through his neck. His head went tumbling off his shoulders. His body fel to the side instantly, and that was when everything change, I was no longer able to flee right away like the original plan. Well the original plan also didn't involve losing communication with Carter.

I avoided the grabs of the vampires around me as I began the slaughter, all of them around me, they just kept coming and coming. Then I wasn't alone, I looked over for a second and saw Carter. A smile graced my lips to see my friend alive and fighting beside me.

"Took you long enough!" I called over to him as I ripped out another vampire's heart. Carter didn't respond, which didn't upset me, what had me worried was the look in his eyes. Something had happened to him while we lost communication and when we got out of here I was going to find out what that was.

We made our way into the alley I had come from, I quickly grabbed Carter and pulled him into the shadow that took us out of the city back to our escape car. I jumped into the passenger side as he got into the driver's side.

"What happened back there, Carter?"

He didn't answer me as he started the car and quickly raced away from the city.

"Carter! Come on you are starting to worry me…"

Suddenly, he slammed his hands on the steering wheel about five times, and I stared at him surprised and worried. It was quiet for almost thirty minutes between us before he finally spoke up.

"You weren't supposed to survive this mission…." He admitted to me finally.

"What?!" I exclaimed in outrage and shock, "What the hell is that supposed to mean Carter?"

"The whole mission was a scheme, I was the one that was payed to kill you, I was supposed to take you out. The mission to kill the leader of New Orleans wasn't even supposed to happen. I was supposed to kill you before you went through with it, but something happened."

"What the hell Carter?! You were like a brother to me! I trusted you!"

"It's just business Jade, I was getting paid extremely well to take you out. Someone out there is willing to pay a lot of money to have your head on a stake," he insisted as he sped down the road.

"So…you were just going to kill me?"

"What did you think was going to happen Jade? That you could live forever by hunting and assassinating the supernatural? Even hunters get hunted sometimes. It was bound to happen sooner or later, it just happened to be now."

"Pull the car over," I hissed at him, I was beyond hurt and angry to even to be this close to him right now. I was ready to kill him. The Shadows were ragging a war with in me causing me to flinch from the pressure it caused inside my head.

"No, we have to-" He started to speak, so I quickly opened my door and jumped out not wanting to deal with the extreme road burn I'm now getting then sit in there with him. I knew I would heal, so it's not like I would be in pain long. (You probably are like why not just use the shadows? I can't use the shadows if they start to overpower me, only when I am in control will that be possible to attempt).

I saw the car skidded to a stop as I was trying to get up on my knees. I saw the car facing me, as if challenging me. I stood up slowly and the car quickly bolted forward heading straight for me.