A/N; Just a quick update seeing as I might've uploaded an unsaved file. Mostly changed Terakan to Tarakan. The Order of Taraka.
I watched The Man Who knew too little... Twice, before making this chap. I blame the coffee.
The assassin is purely fictional, and he is not behind you.
Fallen -_-
"An assassin will kill you and be done with it, I however... I. Will. Break. You"
-O-
"Target has been eliminated."Serpent whispered to his high tech earpiece.
"Very good, your bank account has been updated. If you are available, there is a target in London. S class contract. The details can be obtained at points alpha, delta and Iota." A woman's voice answered.
"S class huh. I'll take it." Serpent confidently replied. "Just let me dispose of my former target and his bodyguards." Looking around, Sixty bodies littered the floor. "It won't take too long."
-O-
"Have you finished disposing the Bodies?" Asked the woman's voice.
Serpent took a drag at his cigarette before answering. "Wait a second." before taking out a detonator and clicking the red button.
KABOOM!
"Done."
-O-
At Buffy's house. Early Morning.
"Let me see the letter." Giles asked one more time.
"No." Dawn answered.
"Dawn I am not joking, we need to see that letter." Giles said firmly.
Hoot! "Ah, you infernal bird, get off me!"
-O-
In London. Afternoon.
Harry breathed the air. Yep, that's the smell. Fish and chips.
"I would like an order, Largest helping I can get." Paying the required money to the strange grizzly looking cook/clerk.
"Here you are mate." The clerk said.
"My! what rough hands you have." Harry noted.
"It's because of the hot oil splashing around." The clerk said.
"Yeah, must be hard work to cook those fish huh." Harry asked, trying to strike a conversation.
"It is, sometimes the fish tries to struggle but they always get cooked." The grizzly man admitted. "Why don't you eat your chips before they cool off." The man suggested.
Harry found it odd when the man watched intently as he put took the chips to his mouth. Crunch. crunch. Ah."It's good. Really good. Wow. What did you put in this?" Harry asked enthusiastically. The man must have been watching for his reaction!. "I'll definitely drop by here again when I could." Harry said happily as he went on towards his destination.
The grizzly man could only nod dumbly.
-O-
"What's the situation?" The woman's voice asked.
"I met the target. I failed to eliminate him." Serpent said still a bit stunned that the man survived his concoction. A drop of that could kill an elephant! And the target said it was delicious.
"Were you Identified?" The woman asked professionally.
"Negative. Target is still oblivious. I can still try." Serpent stated.
"Proceed then Assassin Serpent. Since this is an S rank contract I remind you that you can call backup. Good Luck out there. H.Q. out." The voice and static completely went silent.
"I don't need luck." Serpent said to no one in particular.
-O-
At Buffy's house
"No!" Dawn insisted.
"Fine!" Buffy exasperatedly said.
"Fine!" Dawn agreed.
"Now give me the letter." Buffy ordered resignedly.
"..."
"Yes, I am increasing your allowance now give it already." Buffy said tiredly.
"Here!" Dawn chirped happily as she handed the letter.
-O-
Harry gave a small burp as he finished his soda. Those chips were incredible! He really will visit that stand again, but in the meantime... he had places to visit.
Like Diagon alley perhaps. If it doesn't exist here then one of the seven magical towns littered in England.
-O-
Serpent checked his scope. Insuring that he did indeed have the target in scope. He whispered. "Immune to oral poisons are we. Let's try injecting them shall we?"
Serpent was holding a rifle designed by Tarakan scientists, this particular one has air-dissolvent bullets in which the bullets will only break skin and inject untraceable poison then dissolve into air, more or less. Good for covert killings.
-O-
"Ow! Bloody hell!" Harry cursed. Something bit on his neck! Scratching the spot a little before walking again.
Serpent gritted his teeth. This man, nay kid was possibly immune to poison! That was not unheard of. It will make things harder, but not impossible. Serpents have more that their poison to kill their prey after all.
-O-
Buffy's house
Dear Dawn
I am quite sorry but I cannot visit you for a few days. I am planning to go to Europe, London in particular. In the meantime if you are feeling lonely there is Hedwig, take care of her she is a bit moody. I hope this letter finds you well.
Your friend, Harry
"Oh dear. What could be so important that he has to go to Britain." Giles muttered. Taking of his glasses to clean them. "Of course! The council!"
Dialling the emergency numbers provided to him with haste.
"Hello? This is Rupert Giles with urgent news."
-O-
Harry stood before the large building... where the leaky cauldron should have been. Curiously enough, the building was very heavily guarded.
"Sir you are not allowed in this place. Follow me." the guard asked him.
"Wow, you look familiar. I just can't place it." Harry he'd seen him somewhere before.
"I would have remembered meeting you, sir." The guard said politely. Leading him towards a surprisingly empty corridor.
"Would you mind leading sir? The corridor is quite narrow, we can't fit in if we go in together."
Nodding at the guards point Harry went in first. Missing the gleam in the guards eyes.
Letting Harry walk some distance away before coiling like a snake. With a great leap Serpent struck.
"Oh a penny! Wow, that's a first." Harry exclaimed! These things were antiques in 20xx! Quickly picking it up. With the sudden action, he unintentionally dodged striking Serpent, whilst boxing him out. Sending him flying to one side of the corridor and making the assassin unfortunately hit his head, knocking him unconscious.
"Lucky day huh?" Harry asked turning around only to notice the guard sleeping, leaning on the wall. "Wow, talk about sleeping on duty." Then again the man looked a bit stressed, maybe he just got too tired?.
Harry levitated him a bit so that he was in a more comfortable position before going straight to the end of the corridor and Porting out towards his next destination.
-O-
Harry sighed. He looked at another building instead of a magical enclave of some sort. It looks like there were no organized civilization of Magicals... In England at least. There was one last he hasn't visited, he'll go there tomorrow.
It wasn't totally a waste of time did find that stand with utterly delicious fish and chips so it was not all bad, in Harry's opinion.
Perhaps tomorrow he'll visit that place again after the last place, but for now he needed to sleep. He payed for an overnight stay in one of the fancy hotels in London. Chancery court. They had large and luxurious rooms and a spa.
It'll use up most of his remaining money, but Harry wasn't worried too much about that.
-O-
Watcher's Council sometime later.
"This is preposterous!" One of the old geezers... ehrm respected council elders protested. "This boy cannot be the Morningstar!" He shouted waving around the picture of Harry taken from his earlier visit.
"Even if he isn't That boy, has been seen on the surroundings of five, FIVE of our secret strongholds." An old lady said.
"What do you suggest we do?" one of the younger council members asked.
-O-
"Serpent to H.Q."
"I'm receiving you. What's the status of your hit." A woman's voice answered.
Serpent took a deep breath before answering. "The target has advanced martial arts skills and immune to poisons. I may have been Identified. Requesting long distance specialists for backup. Do you copy?"
"Understood, Serpent. I'll will be contacting Overkill... Out." Once again the static and voice shutdown to silence.
Serpent hung his head. The target was seemingly invulnerable! How can an assassin do work if the target just. won't. die! Perhaps Overkill's tactics would be more suitable for this mission.
-O-
Meanwhile At Buffy's
Stare.
Blink.
Stare.
Hoot!
Squeek!
"Willow stop bothering Hedwig!" Dawn asked.
"Butshekeepsstaringatmeand..." Willow babbled as she panicked. Dawn gave her a small hug and a pat to the back.
"Hedwig stop staring at Willow!" Dawn ordered with a small grin.
Hoot! As if she understood what Dawn was trying to imply.
-O-
"Greetings, Serpent." A large Afro-american greeted Serpent. The guy wore military fatigues, and was quite bald. He had dozens of visible scars littering over the visible parts of his skin.
"Greetings, Overkill." Serpent greeted back.
"I understand that this target is very hard for your type of specialization hmm?" Overkill asked plainly, no hint of mocking in his voice.
"Indeed, I'm hoping you brought something that will... shall we say... obliterate him?" Serpent asked with a grin.
Overkill answered simply by lifting two large weapon cases.
Sometimes one doesn't need words between men who understand each other.
-O-
"You are sure that he will come here." Overkill asked as he started to assemble his large rifle.
"Affirmative. The target was visiting of safe houses and strongholds of the Watcher's organization. This is the last location. And I had him bugged on our first meeting." Serpent confirmed. "Are you sure your rifle can kill the target?"
Overkill snorted. "This here is the new model of Tarakan Tank armor piercing sniper rifle. It could blow a tank into rubble in two shots. I doubt the target will be recognized after a direct hit." Overkill bragged.
"What if you miss?" Serpent asked.
"I don't miss. If I do, the bullets will not create much noise. This is one of the Tarakan R&D's masterpieces."
Serpent shrugged. If it produces results he didn't care if it was made of rubber chicken.
Using a binocular serpent spotted the target. "On your one Overkill."
-O-
Harry was annoyed. This freaking fly was harassing him. He whipped his head to prevent the fly from landing on his nose. Swoosh. "Huh" Turning towards the sound. There was nothing out of the ordinary there, giving a small shrug. He continued to feel out if there was any Magical signature to be felt.
"Try for the body. Target seems to be staying in that position, instead of taking cover." Serpent said.
"Arrogant fool. I will not miss twice!" Overkill said confidently, taking aim once again this time at the body, then he took the shot.
He didn't miss twice. Unfortunately...
The bullet from the Tarakan Tank armor piercing sniper rifle may have the ability to make tank armor have the consistency of tissue paper, against Harry's fully enchanted battle-ready dragonhide armor it barely left a mark. Harry didn't even feel it as the anti high velocity charms worked it's magic.
"Dammit! That's it! I won't do this anymore. The target is freaking invulnerable!" Serpent yelled out in frustration. "Serpent to H.Q." He said to his earpiece."
"What is your situation Serpent."
"Cancel the contract. The target's invulnerable! Take me off the roster while you're at it. Give the title to the him. Leave the accounts to him he earned it, he bested me in everyway possible. I'll go to the mountains to train." Serpent ordered.
Giving a small goodbye to Overkill. "And when I get back, I'll come back a Dragon."
"Understood. H.Q. out." Afterall, no one disagreed with the serpent. If they did, they all turn up mysteriously dead.
-O-
Buffy's place
"DAWN! XANDER! Call your ruddy bird off!" Came Giles angry voice.
Xander and Dawn shared a look at each other and both burst out laughing.
-O-
Watcher's council.
"All in favor for the voted course of action?" One of the members asked. All the other members agreed.
"Then I'm calling the Tarakans now."
"Hello. I would like to arrange a hit."
"You need to arrange downpayment and we need pictures of the target for facial recognition. or alternatively we could use any genetic material." A woman's voice replied.
"Yes, we will be sending the pictures to you now. We would like to arrange for an S-rank contract for this man." The council member said haughtily.
"We refuse. We apologize for the inconvenience but we cannot accept an offer against this man."
"Why the hell not?! Do you not know who I am?" The man angrily retorted.
"Xagvrin Andersons you live at Oakhouse Manor. One wife, One mistress. You have two children and a pet dog named Pipi." Xagvrin paled as each piece of information was recited to him.
"As for your answer, we will only tell this to you once. That man you want dead holds the title of The Serpent. Even if we did accept your contract no one will be crazy enough to do a hit against him. Good day."
"I-I I think we need to find another way to deal with this." Xagvrin said weakly to the other council members.
-O-
At a dark and creepy hideout
"What's the news on the pretender!" The voice demanded.
"Master! The Tarakans have rescinded the contract." Minion 1 informed his master.
"Elaborate!" The voice demanded angrily.
"Milord, I apologize! The Tarakans simply said that they will not perform any hits on The Serpent!" Minion 2 simpered.
"Useless! Go recruit Mercenaries, Demons and Vampires! This pretender should not draw more breath than necessary."
"Yes Master!" And the minions did go, to recruit demons and vampires for their master's orders.
-O-
"I'm coming with!" Xander insisted.
"It's dangerous Xander." Buffy denied him.
"It's either you come with me or I go out alone." Xander said, standing his ground.
"Fine, Riley's going to come with us." Buffy agreed reluctantly, after seeing the weird glint in his eye.
"GREAT!"
-O-
At a random Graveyard
"Heya. Why is Xander holding a shovel?" Riley asked Buffy softly, she just shrugged.
"I think he plans to use it as a weapon. I don't think it'll be effecti-" Whispered Buffy only to be interrupted by Xander yelling out a battlecry.
"Die Vampire!" Xander leaped towards a lone vamp.
"AAAAAH"
"Not the face."
"Back to the face! back to the face!"
"It hurts!"
"Aiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Buffy turned green, and Riley well... Riley was impressed.
"Phew! Who's next?" Xander said wiping the sweat and dust from his face.
"OH shit he found us!" one of the vampires hiding to ambush the slayer yelled out in panic when he saw Xander look vaguely towards his direction.
"Lookie a volunteer." Xander smirked.
"Riley... is it just me or are you thinking Xander got possessed again?" Buffy asked as he watched Xander decimate the lot of vampires.
A voice called out in a distance. "Bloody Hell! looks like the puppy has some claws afterall!" A figure fell down to a crouch from one of the large mausoleums of the graveyard. "So What'd I miss?"
"AIEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"I'm guessing a lot." Said Spike as he watched the bloodbath... or was it dust bath?
-O-
AN: Bwahahahahahahahahahhaha. So what do you guys think of Serpent? Badass or a poofter? Whatever happened to Xander? What'll be the Consequences of him getting Serpent's title?
I'm also informing you that I probably won't update as often as I do now. I'm just feeling bored with nothing to do as it is .
By the way. Harry walked from his first encounter up until the guard encounter. SO Serpent only had to track him for his last attempt the next day. Hope I clear that up.