The Right Job

by PekkasandBJ

Jack, the world's greatest assassin, soon discovered a little something when a nightmare told him to go to a previous location in which he killed one of his target. Jack soon learns his adventures will lead him out of his dimension. WARNING: Sexual Content, Violence, Language. Finished. SEQUEL IS UP! The Next Job!

1. Chapter 1

Jack stood outside the pizzeria. His target was inside the pizzeria with his family. Jack was the only assassin who didn't want to kill his targets family. He entered the pizzeria with a black tight ski mask concealing his identity. His outfit consisted of black armoured jacket that covered his white skin. His trousers were camoflouged coloured joggers which were lightly armoured to keep monoverability and still offer protection. He couldn't speak due to being mute. He always wrote on a piece of paper before killing his target. Jack wore black contact lenses to hide his emerald green eyes. Jack walked to his target in the main hall.

"Can I help you?" The target looked at Jack while holding his daughter. Jack pulled out a piece of paper and began writing. Jack handed the piece of paper to him.

I'm sorry. But you need to put your daughter down.

The man eyed Jack.

"Why?" The target held his daughter close. Jack wrote on another piece of paper.

You are my target. I won't kill your daughter or your family. Just you.

Jack pulled out the magnum he was hiding in his jacket and aimed at his target. The man looked up at Jack holding his gun. Everyone in the hall stared at Jack. Even the animatronics.

"What? Please no!" The man held his daughter close to him. Jack wrote one last time.

I am sorry my friend. I don't want to kill your daughter. But you may force me too. Please put her down and let me kill one of them instead of both.

Jack pulled the hammer on the back of his gun and aimed at the man. The man looked up with teary eyes before putting his daughter down and standing up. Jack didn't hesitate and blew the side of his face clean off. Everyone screamed and someone called the cops. Jack went to the dead man. He did his prayers for him and his family before sprinting full speed and crashing through a window. Jack arrived at his secret hideout. He went to his mourning room and went to his wall. He pinned the picture to the wall and cried silently. His sins would get him a eternity in hell, he knew that. But for as long as he lived he would take targets.