An Idea I got as I was watching Wanted with Angelina Jolie and James McAvoy again. I think it should be really cool. Used to be License to Kill.
They're all beautiful with the great ability to fight, shoot, and lie. It's a secret fraternity of assissins. They like to consider themselves as warriors for the justice. They kill a man knowing that it will save thousands of others.
Honorable Assassinations
Chapitre Un
"Shoot" a sexy deep female voice whispered at the silhoutte of a young muscly man holding a silver pistol in his hand. He was aiming at a window with a fat bald businessman wearing an expensive Armani suit, and smoking a Cuban Cigar. The two silhouttes were standing on top of Madison Avenue rooftop, carrying on a mission they were asked to do.
The young man had dark hair with two different colored eyes. He was wearing a button down shirt from Hugo Boss, black pants from Gucci. He was very well dressed and looked immaculately clean, whilst the woman next to him was wearing a tight stained tank top that displayed her right size breast that touched her flat abdomens, and wore a pair of Seven for all mankind shorts that made her tan legs look kilometric. Her hair was messy, but she still looked extremely provocative with her concentrated amber colored eyes, the frown she made with her perfectly arched eyebrows, and the pouty red stained lips that were whispering instructions. "I said shoot," She whispered again, starting to lose her patience.
The man stopped for a minute and put down the pistol. He was doubtful, not convinced. "I can't" he whispered. She rolled her deer shaped eyes, pulled a golden pistol out of her brown leather belt, and pointed it at the window where he was pointing it as well. "Shoot. If you don't, I will, and if you don't let me just remind you, you will never be able to be one of us. And you know that if you get accepted in the fraternity everything will be much easier for you. Money. Elegance. Justice." the young woman persuaded with a cool voice.
The man concentrated back again at aiming at the fat businessman. It was his first assassination, he was not sure if he had to do it or not, he had fear in his eyes, uncertainty. "Pull, the fucking trigger!" As he was about to pull it, it felt like everything was going slow motion, his actions, the fat man's unbearable brutal laugh, the smoke coming out of his mouth, the sensual voice of the work-partner next him, the traffic's usual noise, and the bullet firing out of the gun he was holding. The bullet hit the window, crashed it, and hit directly the fat man's forehead, directly killing him.
"Job well done" the voice said, in a passive tone. "Get the stuff, we have to get back"
The two ran down to the first floor, the girl's arm around his, pretending to be a couple in front of the hotel's receptionist and other possible eye witnesses. When they got out of the luxury building, they hopped in the red 2008 Ferrari 299 Fiorano, and the man drove the car to an unknown destination whilst the woman started changing clothes into a lime colored Roberto Cavalli cocktail dress and a pair of white Yves Saint Laurent heels. They got to the Plaza Hotel, and stopped the car right in front of the building, the door guy opened the door for the girl, as the guy just got out and threw the key to a valet guy.
"Good Evening Mrs. Block, Mr. Fisher, how was your day today?" The receptionist greeted the two. She had changed because she was potraying a rich ass woman, that never wore sneakers or denim in her life. Everybody in the hotel knew she was a high class lady, with a very expensive and picky taste.
"Just fantastic, Cam and I just had the most wonderful time here in New York City" the girl said as she turned into her charming role.
"If you consider shopping all day fantastic... Girls go crazy over Saks Fifth Avenue, don't they Massie?" Cam asked, as he pretended to be really close to Massie intimatly.
"Who could ever say no to Saks?" Massie smiled, as they walked to the elevator, and pushed the button to the penthouse as the slid their hotel room card. They got out of the golden elevator, and found themselves at the enormous Plaza penthouse where they were staying for the last few months. They saw the other members of the group sitting down around the coffee table, sitting on their couches, talking and laughing.
"Look who's here! How did it go?" Dr. Loni, a middle aged man wearing a burgundy red colored Cashmere sweater with a pair of Pringle of Scotland grey pants asked, as he welcomed the two disciples inside their home. The walls were in black and white thick stripes, and there were lots of pictures of every individual member of their assassin crew.
"He didn't do it at first, but eventually he fired the trigger. We trained him well, I think he's ready now" Massie said as she put down the bag with all of the firearms in the shoe wardrobe.
"I'm very proud of you Cam, I think we did the right choice by taking you in" Dr. Loni said, giving them cups of champagne. Dr. Loni was the one in charge of the assassin crew. He was the one who recruited all of the members, trained them, and found the victims. The victims were all normally extremely rich men/women that were involved in killing, they liked to consider themselves as those who brought justice to earth. Somehow like Sailor Moon characters. Dr. Loni had the tendency to choose young and exceptionally attractive people, preferably ones without parents, or people that left their past behind.
"Listen up, our newest member, Cam just finished his first assignment. Let's make a toast" Dr. Loni stood up as well as the rest of the people in the penthouse. There were about ten people in the room, all exceptionally well dressed, with hair that was recently blown out for hundreds of dollars. They were all too beautiful too be true, and Cam fit in perfectly. "Because the first time, it's never easy" Dr. Loni toasted as he sipped the champagne. "You just have to believe that killing one of these people, will save thousands of other lives"
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