SuicuneLuver: I finally got it done! here is chapter 3! enjoy!
Date: ?
Time: ?
Location: Classified
In the depths of a hidden facility far to the south of Rezonia town, a figure shrouded in shadows sighed in disapointment. It had been fourteen years since Myrra Black, his best Shadow Agent, had gone rogue and left the Shadow Organization... She had been well known throughout the organization for always completing her objective and leaving no evidence other than her trademark black kiss on the target's brow, but it all changed fourteen years ago. If only she had killed the boy as well, it never would have gotten to this point. She turned on the Organization, on her friends, and began slowly terminating other Shadow Agents, always leaving her a corpse with her black kiss.
The communications terminal on his desk flashed and a voice came through, "Commander, SA-312 Jeremiah's beacon has gone dark... He said he had spotted SA-023 before we lost contact. Orders?"
The figure now identified as the Commander of the Shadow Organization sighed and waited a moment before responding, "He's already dead then... Do not attempt to retrieve his body." the Commander shook his head slowly, closed the communications channel and leaned forward into the light cast by the rooms single light, dark Violet fur and a pair of blood red eyes with a trio of scars visible on his face. The features of a Gengar who lead a long, violent life.
"Where are you Myrra?" he asked the darkness that surrounded the small pool of light in the room. There was a creaking sound in the ventilation ducts above him and he stiffened, he wasn't alone anymore. Soon the sound of rending metal ripped through the room and the Commander dove to the side as the body of a Male Weavile was smashed through the chair he had been sitting in moments before... It was SA-312, his throat slit and with Myrra's black kiss on his forehead.
The Commander used Flash, illuminating the room and staring up at the breach in the Steel Ventilation Duct. A pair of glowing crimson eyes stared back at him from the darkness of the vents. "I came to give my regards Commander, Jeremiah put up quite a struggle before I managed to kill him." Myrra's melodic voice echoed through the room, and soon the crimson eyes in the ventilation ducts disappeared.
The Commander growled and allowed the Flash to fade, letting shadow fill the room once more.