~humans don't behave how we think we always should. We can be bad, as we can be good~
I stand over the quiet streets of Madrid, illuminated by the pale light of the street lamps. The city sleeps, and it's the perfect time to strike. I stand on the rooftop of a small shop, my mahogany locks fluttering in the breeze. Across the street stands a run-down apartment complex with no spectacular features. On the second floor there's a messy studio apartment belonging to Isabela Diaz. Diaz is a journalist working for an independent newspaper. I'd been hired to put a stop to her writings. I don't know whom by nor do I need to know. The only thing I need to know is where on the body a knife wound is the most fatal.
I reach into the pocket of my cropped cargo jacket and retrieved my phone.
"This is GEMINI1, it is 2:00 AM in Madrid. The target has been located, all operations are go. End log."
"Log entered." Comes the monotonous reply.
I slide the phone back into its pocket and look around. No sight of her anywhere. Tonight is going to be the night I finally beat APHRODITE. That bastard has beaten me to the kill one time too many.
With one hand I take my pistol from the holster hanging around my waist. With the other, I reach into the small purse slung over my shoulder and pull out a grappling hook. I fire three shots into Diaz's window and swing over, taking a foothold in the window.
I step inside, exchanging my current gear for three throwing knives, taken from the compartments sewn into my black leather boots. My knives fall to the floor in a sudden clatter as I see Diaz on the floor with a bullet through her brain.
I inhale sharply. I know exactly what comes next.
A woman wearing black shorts with weapons strapped all up and down her Legs approaches me, her stilettos clicking across the floor.
"Hello Chiara."
"APHRODITE."
She pouts like a child.
"How many times have I told you to call me Carmen, mi Amor?"
I scowl.
"How many times have I listened?"
She sighs
"Fair enough, chi. Better luck next time!"
She giggles and leaps out the window, into the night.
((A/N I've never written Fanfiction before so any and all criticism is welcome. This is a wip that I may or may not continue.
Nyo spamano assassin Au))