Blade POV.
The rain was splashing on my face like daggers against bare skin. I was running down a dark creepy alley of a deserted street pleased with myself that I had accomplished my mission. As I turned the corner I saw it, the lair of the assassins. I entered the lair an evil smile upon my face. When I walked through the door I saw a sea of faces wearing the same expression I was. As I moved slowly towards them the leader whose name was Zmey, meaning 'the serpent' came forward to meet me in the middle of the room. He pats me on the shoulder and says to me "Well done young one, you have proved to the group and I that you are now one of us. Congratulations on completing your mission and getting away unharmed. But this is only the beginning, the world will soon feel our revenge."
