Jackpot…

His boots creaked as he walked up the dark, derelict, stairway and it didn't help that he ran one handgun along the wall making a scratching noise that was sure give away his position, this mission was important, without it he certainly wouldn't be eating tonight. A bang, he stopped and peered down the hallway he was approaching, a door had opened and a small stout man was now making his way towards the stairs at an easy pace. Without thinking for a second the man on the stairs holstered his handgun and leapt over the barrier clutching onto the marble nearest the floor of the hallway entrance, his red coat whipping quickly behind him like a flame. The stout man had now made his way to the window at the top of the staircase and he looked out upon the grounds of the mansion, next he began to inspect the wall leading up the stairs that now had a deep scratch along it's surface, as he lifted his hands to check the depth he felt a hand cover his mouth and muffle his, "What the hell!?", he barely heard his fingers break before a voice perched not 3cm from his ear softly said, "Where's the Reaper?….oh and I'm going to uncover your mouth now, scream and I'll blow your brains out….. kay thanks" and with that he uncovered the man's mouth, "He's in the room right at the end of the hall on the right, he's having a conference with some guy. Hey man I'm not involved here just…", His neck made a crack so gentle you could have sworn it was someone cracking their knuckles, his body slumped to the ground and the man in the red coat turned on his heel and proceeded down the hall.

This was it, the last door on the right just like the stout man had said, the man in the red coat smirked a smirk only he could understand as he began thinking about the possibilities inside. He lifted his foot to waist level and shoved it towards the doors hinges with a deadly force, it busted open and fell to the ground in the room accompanied by a man in a red coat stepping through the arch way. The room was bigger than he had imagined, and had less guards which was reassuring, all together there were 6 people in the room , 3 guards sitting at chairs by the wall facing the door, a tall thin figure with a gas mask, his accompanying guard and the man with the red coat. The man with the gas mask was in a conversation via video link with a man wearing a business suit on screen. They all stopped as the man in the red coat entered the room, after spotting the man in the gas mask he said with a sigh of relief, "Reaper about damn time!" the man in the gas mask shifted his gaze from the video link to reply to the man in the red coat, "Ah the assassin, you're late…..kill him", the guards heeded the order and opened fire, the man in the red coat took several bullets to the chest before he fell backwards like stone slab being gently pushed over, however just before hitting the floor he reached out a hand behind him and flipped himself backwards so he was facing the gunmen in an inverted position, he drew his gun and fired 2 bullets, 3 bodies fell 2 collapsing because of their now shattered shins and one from fear. The man in the red coat was on his feet in no time and dashing towards the 3 men, he gripped the handle of his sword tightly and thrust it forward with an immense force, the tip of the blade had barely touched the middle guard before he was sent hurtling through the wall and out onto the lawn of the mansion. Before the others could react the man in the read coat lifted his sword to head level, crouched and swung it 360 degrees, decapitating the other 2 men. By now the video link had been ended and the reapers bodyguard began to fire at the man in the red coat, his attempt failed however as the man had now slid across the floor on his knees and fired one bullet from a white handgun engraved "Ivory", this bullet headed straight towards the bodyguard even splitting through one of his own bullets before burying itself between his eyes. The man in the red coat slowly stood up, his white hair was stained red and his face was draped in shadow, as he turned round he felt a sharp blow to the back of his neck and he fell to the ground, before he lost conciousness he heard the reaper congradulate him on getting so far and telling him to enjoy his death before disappearing in a puff of wispy dark green smoke.

When the man woke up from his concussion and stood up he took in his situation, the reaper had disappeared and as a present he had set the mansion on fire. "Crap!" exclaimed the man in the red coat, "this is gonna ruin my boots! Ya stupid hydrogen breathing bastard! Oh and the whole disappear in smoke thing, biggest cliché EVER!!" the man let out a sigh as he realised the blaze would engulf him if he didn't work fast, he ran out into the hallway to look for an escape route and spotted the window at the top of the staircase ,"Bingo!" he said to himself , "nah that doesn't work, keep thinking Dante!". The smile faded from his face as out of each door in the hall burst a pillar of flames, Dante thought to himself that there was no way he would get across in one piece without a shield. He looked into the room he had just left and spotted the reapers bodyguard lying motionless on the floor " Aces!…wait no! that's even worse than "bingo", god I need a good catchphrase" he said to himself , Dante walked over to him and hoisted him upon his shoulder and walked back out into the hallway. He prepared himself before making the charge down the hall through the raging inferno with the bodyguard covering his body from the flames. As he was nearing the end a thought suddenly occurred how would he break through the protective metal cage on the other side, he had now passed the hallway of fire and disgarded the now charred corpse of the reapers bodyguard over the stairs, he felt at his back for an answer and found the black counterpart to Ivory waiting to greet him, he lifted both Ebony and Ivory from their holsters, putting them stacked on each other and turned to the side he aimed at the cage. "Wait! I've got it!" Dante said to himself as he jumped feet first into the window finally finishing his personal hunt for a catchphrase he exclaimed, "Jackpot!". He burst through the window and landed on the lawn, the mansion exploded behind him sending a wave of glass and heat towards him, he stood up and turned to face it, his long red coat stained with blood and singed by fire still billowed behind him.