so new story that I just had to put down. Not sure really were this will go but review. Feedback is alway great.

Far away in a distant kingdom no where near arendel, a black clothed figure crouched silently on the roof of a house and waited. This figure had hair black as night that slicked to one side. his face was long and toned and his eyes were as dark as bottomless pits. or more like eye. this man was perfect in every sense of the word all accept a metal mask that covered the right side of his face and a little down his neck. it shined to a chrome finish and reflected moonlight.

"Seth, come on man we've been waiting for hours. can't we just go in there and kill him?" Said another man dressed the same but with a brown shade of hair and golden eyes. he sat on the roof behind the first man.

"No. be patient Sam. we're assassins not brutal murdurers"

"What's the difference?" Replied Sam tossing a small pebble off the side of the house.

"The difference is that assassination is an art." replied Seth pulling out a pipe from a pouch and sticking it into the left side of his mouth where the metal mask did not cover. he then flicked his finger and a small flame emerged from the tip, illuminating skin and metal. he quickly lit the pipe and waved his hand to put out the flame.

"You never seem to stop amazing me the way you control fire like that Seth." the other man said wide eyed.

Seth shot him a death glare," I don't use it often"

"Yea I know. man I never understood why. you could be so powerful and great."

"You know damn well why I don't use it!" He yelled softly so as to not alert anyone of their presence.

"Yea ok man," Sam replied quickly holding up his hands in surrender. they went back to staring at the window of the man who was the contract, his house still lit with light.

"Man this guy better go to bed soon. our assassins are quickly losing their patience." Sam said changing the subject.

Seth sighed,"again, patience. he'll go to bed soon."

"Yea ok just don't fuck this up. this job pays for our organizations meals for the next couple of weeks. the council will have your head."

Seth scoffed,"I never 'fuck up'. I'm more worried about you. as I recall you screwed up the last one."

"Hey now. no need to bring back bad memories."

The two figures smiled at each other but their smile fell, face now serious when the windows of the house went dark.

"Ok boys. show time. I want this quick and as clean as possible please" Seth commanded putting out his smoke and pulling up his hood as did Sam. he then pulled a cloth over his mouth and mask so that now only a quarter of his face could be seen. He then gracefully jumped from the roof to land on a lower one below him. Sam followed as did 10 other people that were hidden strategically in the shadows. Sam signaled for 3 of them to go to the back window, 3 of them trough the top, 3 of them through the other side, and 1 with them. once inside the house, they crept silent as death towards where the man lay asleep. the figures enclosed around the unconscious man and drew their knives. of course they didn't need all of them, it was just a precaution. only one blade was needed. the half metal faced man walked through them and stood over the snoozing man. he drew his long knife and the last thing that he saw was the mans terrified eyes before he drug the blade across his throat.

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"Great job out there!" Sam yelled clapping seth on the back. his men had retreated to their abode and we're celebrating a job well done. "the council has no reason not to promote you now!"

As if on cue, two executives walked through the raucous party and straight up to where Sam and Seth sat. "the high council wishes to see you Seth ditroz "

"Of course" Seth replied standing up. he followed them men through the party but not before catching the wink that Sam sent him before he left.

They walked through a long hallway until they reached a circular room with 12 hooded figures sitting atop a tall row of seats that lined the back wall.

"Seth ditroz please come forward" the main figure spoke. the masked man slowly walked forward and knelt before replying. "my lords, how may I serve you this evening."

"It has come to our attention Seth that you have exceeded in you position as a leader of a small squad that executes missions with little to no problems." the main figure continued." you are easily our most skilled fighter and have worked your way up from when you were just a boy."

Seth simply nodded as he listened.

"We are promoting you to legion commander. you are now head of a 50 to 100 headstrong group of assassins and will be executing more difficult missions."

Seth nodded again.

"That is all. do you have anything to say Seth ditroz?"

"Thank you" he said simply. with that he turned and walked out. he walked back to the party only to be greeted by his best friend,"ah mate, how'd it go? Did you get the promotion? Are you a legion commander?"Sam asked, drink in hand.

"Yes"

"I knew it!" Sam yelled holding up his drink. "tonight is a night of celebration my friend" he chuckled.

"Sure but if you could excuse me for a moment. I have to get some air"

"Oh but of course! this must be such a surprise. not really but it doesn't matter. I can see why you would need some time." Sam walked away to go and chat with more men telling them the good news.

The masked man stepped out onto the overhang, the entire town below him. there was no other sight like it in the whole kingdom. a cool breeze hit his face and for a moment he wished he could take off the mask that covered most of his face. But what lied underneath it was so horrible he rethought. his mind raced to that man that he had slaughtered just hours ago. his horrified and yet terrified expression burned into his mind and soul. he had no idea what this man had done to deserve such a fate. they were simply paid to do something and do it without question. Seth let out a long exasperated breath and sat down to gaze upon the town light that shined off his mask and over his skin. He reached up and touched his mask softly but let his fingers fall. his mind would not let that man from his thoughts. a tear rolled down his left eye as he thought about it again. "how much longer can I do this" he thought. he was so tired of killing. each person slaughtered left a scar on his mind and tore a piece of his soul with it. how much longer before he was no longer a person but an empty shell of a man who now on the inside was a monster. he couldn't leave, they'd only find him. He couldn't tell anyone about his second guessing loyalty or they'd kill him on spot. and now he was a legion commander. "more death" he whispered silently.

After about 30 minutes, he got up and returned to the celebration only to find his men circled around a piece of paper all yelling and shouting with joy.

"What is this" he commanded walking through the group and straight up to the paper.

"It's another contract!" Sam yelled excitedly," except the reward for this baby will be enough to set us up for 50 years!" A rise of shouts filled the air. "Pack your bags boys were taking a vacation! we're going to arendel!" Another rise of shouts filled the night. Seth picked up the paper and read:

Doner: unanimous

Place: arendel

Conditions: target extremely dangerous.

Reward: 1,000,000,000

Target: queen Elsa of arendel.