Chapter 1
My ambush had worked perfectly and before they knew it, all four of the soldiers in the room had been cleared without so much as a cry of alarm. Immediately after was when problems had arisen. Those four had merely been fodder to bait me out of hiding, and as soon as the group had been killed more mercs stormed the room and charged towards me.
A few of them had opted to target me from a distance and fire at me with rifles. They had become my first targets as I evaded the foes facing me in close quarters, including the apparent leader. The deserted building left me with some cover in the form of old desks and tables and I used them to weave around my opponents and circle around the gunmen.
Once I had them in my sights I lunged towards the closest shooter and sunk a dagger deep into his chest. He collapsed to the floor, gasping and covering his wound with his hand. Before I had the chance to finish him off however, the next merc dropped his gun and unsheathed his sword. He swung the blade in an attempt to slice my head clean off, but I ducked under the blow and sheathed my own weapon into his leg. His cry in pain was cut short as I stood up and embedded my other knife into his skull.
As I pulled my weapons out from his body, I saw a blade thrusting towards me from the corner of my eye. I quickly sidestepped the blade only to feel another merc kick me in the ribs, sending me off balance. I crashed onto the floor, landing roughly on my back. As the sword wielder attempted another thrust to finish me off, I transformed the knife in my left hand into a pistol fired five shots at his head in rapid succession. Two of the bullets missed entirely. One missed the the attacker but instead caught another in the shoulder. The other two were dead on as they tore through his throat and skull, causing blood to spurt all over me as his deceased body landed on top of me. I threw the body off me, at another merc who tripped over him. This gave me the chance to bound back to my feet and shoot the fallen merc in the face.
I now stood, with my pistol aimed at the last gunman and my knife prepared to defend against the two swordsman still standing. I grinned wickedly as I activated my semblance, startling the gunman and causing him to fire wildly at where I was standing. I quickly dived to the ground, evading the gunfire. His companions however had not been so lucky as one was shot in the leg and the other got nailed right in the chest. Knee jerk reactions like that were often underestimated and I smiled as my gamble wore off. While my semblance was still active, I rushed towards the gunman and slit his throat. The attack had drained the last of my aura and I now faced the last merc who was now in no state to fight as he had bullet in his leg and another in his shoulder. I decided to finish him off quickly and shot him in the face. I dropped my weapons on the ground and fell down prone due to exhaustion. I looked around, satisfied to see eleven dead mercenaries.
That's when a thought struck me. "Eleven bodies? But I had counted twel…" I got no further with that thought before I desperately rolled to the side, receiving a deep cut through my shoulder as a blade narrowly missed my neck. I cried out in pain only for it to be interrupted by a kick to the head. I clumsily reached for my weapons only to have them kicked away from me.
"You've actually managed to impress me Miss Sicarius. An assassin, specialised in one on one encounters, actually managed to take on eleven of my men all at once. It's a shame we need you dead, you could have served us well." The mercenary leader said. I realised that he must have been watching from afar, waiting for me to fatigue and I cursed myself for dropping my guard.
"Fuck off," was all I replied. The words were answered with a laugh and a surge of pain as he stabbed me right where he had cut me along my shoulder.
"You know, I could just continue to torture you until you give me what I want." I responded by trying to kick the asshole, only for him to grab my leg and slam the pommel of his blade into my kneecap, eliciting another scream of pain. "But you wont talk. You're too fucking stubborn. Which is why I've decided that I'll take you to our headquarters and see if I can get some more money. I can imagine my bosses being pleased at the chance to have some fun with you. After all, you are the one who has set them back so many times."
"Fuck you!" I yelled, spitting in his face. All I felt after that was sharp pain in my head, knocking me unconscious.
Author's Note- So a little but shorter than usual but this just to start us off. Anyways, I hope you like the chapter and enjoy the rest of your day :)