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Chris walked in to Sam's lab. "Sam?"
"What's up, Chris? I finished that new hidden blade type for you." Sam had just finished working on a new hidden blade style. When you detracted it, the blade was hooked on both sides. Sam tossed it to Chris.
"Thanks. I have a mission for you." Chris said, putting on the new blades, before flicking his wrist and admiring the blade.
Sam looked at him. "What's the mission?"
"Seek, steal, and destroy." Chris crossed his arms. "I already sent you the coordinates."
"Who do I take with me?"
"Take Marc and Alex."
"So what am I seeking, stealing, and destroying?"
"You're seeking that 13 year old, stealing Templar files, and destroying a Templar base."
"What about you?"
Chris smirked. "I'm letting the others decide."
"Okay. Someone going to be videoing anything?"
"Only if there's something worth videoing. Have fun." Chris then walked out.
The group was waiting for him, including Alex, who was not in a good mood.
"Why can't I decide whether I go with you or on the mission with Sam?"
"Hey, you would've gotten the choice if you hadn't thrown a party and locked Sam in a broom closet, flat-out drunk, bound and gagged."
Alex opened his mouth to speak, but then decided against it.
"Now, go get your gear ready. You have a mission."
Alex mumbled and walked off.
Fran looked at Chris with curiosity. It seemed to her that most of the assassins respected Chris. She hadn't expected that. "Where are we going?"
Chris smirked. "Whatever ya'll want to do. Oh, by the way, you ain't coming, Marc."
"Why can't I?" Marc asked.
"You're going on the mission with Alex and Sam. You might have to knock the kid out if he has another temper-tantrum."
Marc grinned evilly. "That works for me. What condition do-"
"No broken bones, no missing teeth, no concussions. Just knock him out. I don't want to have to deal with another hospital bill."
Marc frowned. "Dammit! Can I at least…"
"Marc, if I see the slightest scratch, you'll be put into a bullet proof strait jacket, a shock collar, and I will personally lock you in solitary confinement for no less than a week. Understood?" Chris said coldly
Marc frowned. "Fine." He then walked towards his van, grumbling all the while.
Scarlet noticed Fran looking at Chris, wide-eyed and jaw practically hitting the floor. She nudged Fran slightly, bringing her back to reality.
"Don't worry. He only says that sort of thing to people who are stubborn at times."
Fran looked at her. "So he wasn't being serious when he said that?"
Scarlet grinned. "Oh, no, he was definitely serious. He's done that before."
Fran's jaw dropped again. "Wha-"
Scarlet laughed. "Why are you surprised? That's not his most brutal tactic."
"Seriously? What is?"
"Didn't you read the reports?"
"Most of it. I didn't read the reports about Chris."
"We occasionally find a member in a roadside ditch, bound and gagged, with scars in multiple places, after missing for a week."
"So?"
"That's usually a member who's pissed Chris off a bit too much."
Fran's eyes widened.
"You know, if you keep doing that, your eyes are gonna fall out." Fran turned towards the voice that had spoken. During the time Chris and the rest of the group had been in Paris, Alex had finally found his specialty-demolition. He now carried an assortment of explosives, plus a grenade launcher Sam had modified to shoot faster and have longer range, along with his original weapons. He was simply an assassin who either shot you from long range or got close to make you explode.
"Watch were you point that that thing, Alex." Chris said.
"Is it time to take off?" Sam asked.
"You guys can leave. And Alex, no Xbox 1 during the car ride."
Chris's phone suddenly rang. "Yeah? Okay. Mm-hm. Okay, I'll tell them. Later."
He put the phone down. "Change off plans. Javi, Maria and Scarlet , The head mater wants you to go with Marc, Sam, and Alex."
"Why?" Maria asked.
"Jackson Swoap is there, and he captured your sister."
"Again, Veronica?" Maria groaned.
Veronica Thompson, Maria's 14-year old younger sister, was a…interesting individual, to say the least. She wore a black and gold assassin's creed hoodie, faded skinny jeans, black and silver Nike tennis shoes, and a special modified gauntlet on her left wrist that could shoot throwing stars. Her main weapon were two small scythes that she had attached to her belt. Her long range weapon was a plasma cannon like the one in Predator that Sam had built for her. She also claimed to be the head of a cult. She only took orders from Chris. She didn't have a code name. She was also slightly sadistic. She had a tendency to either claim to be Satan's wife or daughter.
"So you want the six of us to infiltrate a base, kill a legion of Templars, find a kid with temper problems and Maria's sister, and take Jackson Swoap out of the picture permanently?" Scarlet asked.
"Yes."
"Just another day in paradise." Scarlet muttered.
"Can I at least call my boyfriend and tell him I might not be able to make it?" Maria asked
"Yeah sure. Call lucky blue styles or whatever his name in."
Maria was about to correct him, but Chris held up his hand. "Maria, I don't know what his name is, nor do I care. Just go take care of it."
Maria walked off to have the conversation in private.
"You guys, take off." Chris said, directing the question to the ones not going on the mission. They walked off, heading to the pool, the cafeteria, or their room. Chris turned to the others.
"Now, do you know what ya'll are dealing with?" Chris said, crossing is arms.
"Yes. I know." Sam said.
"Okay, then you're mission leader. You know what I expect?"
"Few casualties, little damage, no trace?" Scarlet asked.
"No. Find the info, the kid, and Veronica. Slaughter everyone else in that base, and destroy anything not alive. I don't want there to be any trace left of that base. I want to see the bonfire from the Memphis pizza Cafe. Understood?"
"Understood." Sam said.
"Good. Now, take off. And be careful."
The six took off. Jack's voice appeared in Chris's head again.
"Slaughter everyone except the little bugger and the bloody cult leader. I like it. Sounds like something I would do. Guess Veronica needs more training, eh? "
Chris frowned, then pulled out a cigar before lighting it. These cigars were ones Sam created. The smoke didn't harm the smokers at all. "Oh, please. You and I both know she's capable of escaping by herself. "
"You taught her my style."
"Believe me, I regret letting you teach her. She may be one of the most capable assassins I ever taught, but that doesn't mean squat when one of your friends has a sister who claims to be the daughter of Satan."
"You're using her as bait." Jack said, it dawning on him.
It's easier for them to find Jackson if Maria can track her younger sister. She has a grudge against Jackson that needs to be dealt with."
"I like it. I still think you should have gone. It would've been messier, but quicker."
"That's why I didn't go with them. You're to fucking bloodthirsty."
"Is that the way to talk to an old friend?"
Chris growled. "You're a voice in my head and some blood in my veins. That's it. We aren't companions, we aren't partners, and we sure as hell aren't friends. I have to tolerate you. If I had the choice, you'd be gone, leaving only a memory and legacy. You're a burden, and until you are eradicated from my family, you always will be one. Now, shut up."
Jack's voice quieted. Chris breathed heavily. He headed over to the gym. He needed to let off some steam.
Marc, Sam, and the others soon had to stop for gas.
"Luckily for me, I have a gas canister at my place, and it's on the way there, conveniently enough." Marc said.
"How long will it take to full the tank up?" Sam asked over the phone.
"Five minutes if there aren't any distractions."
"Okay."
The van soon reached the abandoned gas station. A group of about 15 was hanging around.
"They're Templars." Marc said.
"How can you tell?" Maria asked.
"No one ever comes here anymore. Also, they have hidden blades." Marc said.
"We'll take care of it." Scarlet said.
Scarlet , Maria, and Javi got out of the van and started walking towards the group. The group slowly started pulling out weapons.
"How many?" Scarlet asked, pulling out her bowie knife.
"15." Maria said, detracting her obsidian claws.
"How long do you think it'll take?" Scarlet asked.
"I'd say about…ten minutes." Javi said, pulling out her short sword and knuckleduster pistol.
"This oughta be fun."
Scarlet launched herself at the figure in front, slicing the stomach open. When the figure hunched over, Scarlet flipped the blade so the blade was facing down, and stabbed him in the neck. She then grabbed his Uzi and opened fire on another 4. She looked at the Uzi. "Yeah, I'm definitely keeping this."
Maria pounced on one guy, impaling his neck with her claws, then pulled the claws out of the sides of the neck, nearly severing the head. Another guy swung a crowbar at her but she ducked, kicked him in the groin, and slashed his neck. A third one tried to shoot her, but she dodged the bullet, so it hit another guy in the face. She tackled the third guy, dislocated his arm, grabbed his gun, and shot him in the head. A fifth one lunged at her, but she simply picked up a knife and impaled him in the eye before slicing him in half.
Javi waited as five people surrounded her. One lunged, but she hit him with the knuckleduster, breaking the jaw, before stabbing him through the mouth. She then shot another in the chest. Two rushed at her, but she simply kicked one in the groin, shot the second, and then stabbed the first through the head. The fifth ran at her, but she simply sidestepped him then stabbed him through the mouth.
"Nice job guys. Now, if I can just find that canister…"
Back at the base, Chris was in his room when his phone rang.
"Yeah?'
"Chris, can you come down here and give some of the trainees a demonstration?" The headmaster asked.
"On my way."
Chris soon arrived at the class. It was in the dome arena. There were about 15 or 16 trainees.
"Attention." The headmaster said. The groups stopped their side conversations, and turned to him.
"Students, this is Chris Blake, AKA, War. He's here to help with your training for today."
Someone in the back laughed. "Very funny headmaster. Where's the real Chris Blake?"
Chris's eyes narrowed. "Who said that?"
"I did." An eighteen year old walked up.
Chris sized him up. "What's your name?"
"Jacob Carter."
"I think I'll use you for my demonstration."
"Okay. I'll try to go easy on you." The 18 year old said, turning and winking at some of the girls in the group. When the guy turned back towards Chris, Chris suddenly kicked him in the neck, sending the teen to the ground.
"Lesson 1: Never let your guard down."
"Hey, no fair! I wasn't ready!" Jacob said.
"Lesson two: The enemy won't wait until you're ready to try and kill you."
"Fuck off!" The teen ran at Chris, who now had an evil glint in his eye. Chris grabbed Jacob's fist, pulled him in, kneed him in the stomach, backfisted him in the face, then darted behind the older teen before stomping on the knees, forcing Jacob to his knees.
Chris stood in front of the boy. "Lesson three: Don't tell an elite assassin to fuck off."
With that, Chris punched Jacob dead in the face. The teens head snapped back, then he fell forward, knocked unconscious. KO.
Chris looked at the headmaster then the class. "Who wants to go next?"
Sam and the others finally got back on the road.
"I can't believe it took you thirty minutes to find that stupid canister." Alex mumbled, playing MKX against Maria.
"Oh, quit it. You enjoyed the extra Xbox time." Scarlet said rolling her eyes. "How's Grace doing?"
"She's doing fine. She had to go visit some family in Athens, Texas."
"Uh, guys? We've got company." Javi said. Alex looked out a window and saw a group of about 5 army trucks behind them.
"I'll take care of them." Alex picked up his grenade launcher. He set the distance to 30 yards, set the bomb type to mine style, and the blast radius to 60 yards. He shot the mine and it hit the street, 40 yards away from the bikers.
"Punch it!" He said. Marc went up to 90 mph. The first motorcycle hit the mine. The road exploded.
"Woo hoo! That one was a beauty!" Alex whooped with delight.
"Why did Chris let the 14-year old be the demolition expert?" Javi quietly asked Scarlet .
"Why did Chris let Sam lead the mission? I think we all know by now that Chris does things for his own reasons. He usually thinks these things through." Scarlet replied.
"Sam, how much longer till we get there?" Marc asked.
"Give or take another hour."
The van continued down the road.
Back at the base, Chris was still giving the class a demonstration.
"Thank you Chris. That will be all." The headmaster said.
"No problem." Chris walked out. Waiting for him was Fran.
"Enjoy the show?" Chris asked, walking towards the cafeteria.
"It was interesting, to say the least." Fran replied. "Where'd you learn to fight like that?"
"Here. I learned everything I know here." Chris replied.
"Yeah, but in two years? What happened after I left?" Fran asked.
Chris stopped and turned towards Fran with a cold look in his eyes. "I told you, the past is the past. I don't dwell on past mistakes. I don't like bringing up dark memories."
"Don't you trust me?" Fran asked, a little confused.
"I do, but like I tell everyone else, there are very few people I trust completely. It might help if you read my file. And, don't try hacking into the mother system. It won't work." With that, Chris walked away, leaving Fran standing there.
"Don't worry about it. He does trust you, and he's glad you're back, but the last two years have changed him." Fran turned and saw Robert, Tomer, Kaz, and Nathan standing there.
"How long have you guys known him?"
"About as long as you." Robert answered.
"He just likes to keep some arts of his life buried. It's understandable." Kaz said.
"How? What's he trying to bury?" Fran asked, confused. Nathan chuckled.
"Sorry, love, but if we told ya and he found out about it, he'd have our bloody necks." Nathan then walked off. Kaz and Tomer followed him.
"Everyone has secrets, Fran. We all have things we don't want others to know about. Think about that before you start snooping." Robert said. He then walked of.
The van had finally reached base. The group had left the van out of sight, and were now in the building, and they could clearly see Jackson and Veronica.
"Marc, Alex, come with me so we can look for the kid and the files. We can also keep the guards busy. Maria, Javi, and Scarlet, you guys free veronica and take care of Jackson. Okay?" Sam said.
Maria smirked. "It would be my pleasure." She said. The boys ran off.
The three girls quietly snuck into the main chamber. They could hear Jackson and veronica talking.
"I have to say, Veronica, I thought it would be harder to have kidnapped you. Guess I was wrong."
"Oh no, you were right. I let you capture me. I'm just waiting." Veronica replied.
"Waiting for what?" Jackson asked, confused.
Maria, Javi, and Scarlet walked out of the shadows, forming a semicircle around Jackson.
"The Calvary." Veronica answered. Then, with a flick of her wrist, Veronica cut the ropes binding her, grabbed her scythes, and finished the circle, completely surrounding Jackson.
"What do you think, gals? Quick death or target practice?" Scarlet asked.
The girls smirked evilly. Jackson gulped. "Aw, shit."
Ten minutes later, Jackson was strapped to a wall upside down with knives sticking out of his body. He was dead from bleeding out.
"Okay, now let's get out of here." Maria said.
The gals met the guys outside.
"Did you find the kid?" Scarlet asked.
"No, but we did find the files Chris wanted." Marc answered.
"So what are we waiting for?" Veronica asked.
"Wait for it. Oh, and you might want to find some cover." Alex said.
The gang quickly got in the van while Sam achieved liftoff and flew away. The base suddenly went kaboom and turned into a gigantic fireball.
"That. Was. Awesome!" Alex whooped. Scarlet called Chris.
"Mission accomplished."
"Good job. Now, come back to base."
"Okay. Oh, and, Uh, Chris?"
"What?"
"Why'd you let the 14 year old be the demolition expert?"
Chris was silent for a moment. "Well I figured he had a knack for destroying things, so why not?"
"See you back at base." Scarlet hung up then put her hand on her forehead. "You have got to be fucking kidding me."