Chapter Ten: The Second Wave
The Assassin was sitting in his little room with his eyes closed. He hadn't killed anyone for days. He could feel his gift slipping away from him. To him death was like music and he was the singer, the composer, the audience. He could sense his talent for killing depart from him, like sand falling through the gaps of his fingers.
In his little room he had nothing to do. Well, he could go outside and kill someone. Nah, they wouldn't put up a fight. To keep himself busy he thought of the kills he had made, the lives he had taken. As he explored the depths of his memory he saw himself killing his targets. One after the other. His victims were old, young, rich, powerful and every single one was a challenge. He saw himself in a white room, in front of a bed. There was a woman on the bed. She wore a silk gown. She was looking at him crying. Next to her was her ,husband?, lover?, he couldn't remember. His mission was to kill them both. The bedclothes were full of the dead man's blood. He raised his gun, pointing at her left eye. He could smell her. Her fragrance smelled so sweet. What was it? Was he smelling her fear? No, he would have been grateful if fear smelled so pleasant. It must be her soul. Had sending so many souls to heaven given him the gift of sensing them? No no, silly me it's just her perfume.
He tried to remember what he felt then. Did he feel powerful, no. He was nervous but why? He had killed so many he thought it would be routine by now. You just have to aim and fire, aim and fire. That's all he had been doing the last ten years. He was also the best. The best there was. Why was he nervous. Maybe because he knew that this soul and every other soul he had projected into infinity would one day come back to haunt him, to torture him for his crimes. He also knew what he didn't feel for the woman. Pity. He didn't pity her and would show her no mercy. No mercy for the weak. He fingered the trigger and listened to the woman beg him to spare her life. He squeezed the trigger. Ring!!!... Ring!!!...Ring!!!. The sound of the telephone broke his trance. He picked up the phone and said, "This is Elli... um Assassin 187." He hated his title. He did have a name.
"Yes, this is Angel. We have a job for you." He didn't know what made him happier the fact he now had a new target or the fact he was talking to the beautiful, gorgeous, wonderful Angel. Why hadn't he bought a Picture-Phone? If he had one he would be able to see her perfect face.
"Hi Gillian. It's so nice to hear from you. I was starting..." He was angrily interrupted by the woman he had called Gillian. "Dammit Assassin, don't call me that. I'm not the woman you once knew. This call is pure business." Her voice was as cold as ice. It certainly made him shiver. She was once so kind and loving to him. He had taken that for granted but it was a mistake he would probably repeat if necessary. "Ok, fine so..." Just then he heard the music. It was Angel's favourite song. It was probably two hundred years old. He vaguely remembered the lyrics. He heard the singer sing and hummed along. **Those who have seen your face, draw back in fear. I am the mask you wear, It's me they hear...** He smiled as he remembered the times he sat alone with Gill... uh Angel listening to this, what did they call it?, Ah yes the CD. Those nights alone with her. The light shone by the candles mad her look even more beautiful then... He shook his head to get rid of the memories. He would need them later but not now. Now he had business to attend to. He cleared his throat and said, "Ok, so who is the target?"
"Five girls, about 26 years old. I've sent the co-ordinates to your computer. We have also transferred half of your usual fee to your account. As always you'll receive the other half when the job is completed."
He looked up at the ceiling then down at his finger nails. "Five girls eh? Well, if you need me they must be pretty powerful. Are they the head of some Gang or do they collect countries for fun?"
"Uhm, the only thing we know is that they are the enemy of a friend. A friend with a lot of money." He heard voices in the background then Angel said "I'll be right back. Just wait a second." He heard a loud bang as the phone fell to the floor. So he just sat there and listened to the music, reliving the past through the familiar call of the melody. What was taking so long? He stared to get worried but remembered that Angel was probably in one of the safest places in the world.
Finally he heard footsteps. "Do you have any questions?" Angel asked in a flat voice. "Yeah, what happened, where were you?"
"Do you have any questions concerning your mission?"
"Uuuhhmm, NO. I'll just check my computer for the co-ordinates and then I'll be off to do some killing."
"Good. Oh, before I forget, take the *strongest* weapon you have and could you take a Camera Drone with you? So we can see if these girls are able to defend themselves."
"Ok my strongest gun and a camera. Ok." He listened again to the song playing in the background. It was a different song this time. **You alone can make my song take flight, help me make the music of the night.**
He hesitated and then asked "Hey Angel, when you listen to that CD, do you ...uhm remember the time when we were together?" He waited for her to answer but she didn't. She just hung up.
"That was probably a yes." He muttered to himself. He got up flexing his arms and legs. He walked over to the table in the middle of the room. On the table, behind glass, was his formidable collection of weapons. Laser, Plasma, Projectile, he had the best of all. He hummed Angel's song while scanning the contents of the table. He decided to take a Plasma type gun. It certainly was the most potent of them all. It could blow an Elephant's head right off with one shot. Well, if Elephants still existed that is. "House" he said running his finger along the cool surface of the black gun. "Yes?, master." "Have you received any messages from the Union?"
"Yes, I have been sent co-ordinates to an old temple in the city. I shall print them out."
"Good and I need a Camera Drone too." "Very well, master. One has been awoken and is on its way."
The little drone hummed in. It wasn't bigger then the nail of his thumb. It was round and grey. "Drone. You are to transmit your footage to the Union. I'll tell you when to begin." The grey ball flashed blue twice. It's equivalent to a "yes".
A sheet of paper pressed itself out of a wall near the door. He opened the door, took the paper and walked with the Drone to his car.
He gave the co-ordinates into the car's computer. It rose and jetted towards the city. He decided to travel high. High enough to fly through the clouds. As the bundles of water droplets danced off the surface of the car he thought about his mission. Who were these girls? Why didn't the Union know anything about them? He wasn't afraid just curios.
He saw the temple and told the car to land a little away from it. He examined the gun. He loved it. The precision with which it was made. It's power. The power it gave him. He placed his weapon at the small of his back and felt it's ice cold touch slowly warm on his skin.
He took a pair of x-ray goggles which were laying on the passenger's seat. The temple was old. It didn't have the type of walls which made the goggles obsolete. They were made of concrete. With the glasses he could see right through them. Of course he used the car's sensors to make sure he could use the glasses. He put them on and got out of the car, with the drone following him. He walked up to the temple and switched the glasses on. The surrounding went light blue and he could see through the temple. He saw five blue skeletons inside. One of them had eaten too much, there was so much of food inside her stomach it looked like it would burst any minute. The five weren't together. Three were in one room. The other two were in separate rooms. He knew what he would do. He would burn a hole through the wall in front of him, walk down the corridor take the first door to his left, kill the girl in there, then walk a few more steps through the corridor burst in the second room, kill that girl, then run into the main room and kill the rest. He looked to his right shoulder where the Drone was floating. "You can start recording now." The Drone gave off two blue flashes. Burning a hole through the wall wouldn't be too hard with his weapon. He switched the gun to "Laser" and switched it to minimum energy. The gun was absolutely quiet as it ate its way through the concrete. The whole was just big enough for him to fit through. He switched his gun back to "Single Shot" and turned it's power on maximum.
He went through the corridor to the room his first target was in. He kicked the door open and in a second saw where she was, pointed the gun to her head and fired. As soon as he felt the jerk given off from the gun he closed his eyes and spread his arms as though welcoming the gush of blood that was about to hit his face. There was no blood. He opened his eyes and saw a green girl rubbing her head. "Ouch, you idiot that hurt. What the hell are you doing here? You just shot me!!!!!"
Ouch?? OUCH??!! She is supposed to be dead!!! He checked the gun to see if it was on maximum power. It was.
The green giant stomped towards him. She raised her fist and send it hammering down at him. He was able to grab her hand, he swung her around and kicked at her ankle and sent her flying towards the table in the centre of the room. He used her own strength against her. Lita crushed into the table shattering it. The assassin raised his gun and fired again at her. Nothing.
"What's going on here?" Mina asked standing behind the broken door. The assassin pointed his gun to her throat and fired. The blast sent her flying against the wall. But no blood. He heard Lita get up. She came kicking towards him, he grabbed her leg and right arm and did a 360° turn sending her flying against the smashed table again. Her head hit the floor hard but it didn't seem to hurt. Mina was recovering from the shot. She got up and stared at the intruder. She was about to say something when the assassin grabbed her hand and swung her over his shoulder into the room with Lita. He ran down the corridor looking for the other three. He hoped they weren't as strong as the two he already met.
"Did you hear something?" Rei asked.
"Yeah it was pretty loud" Ami replied.
"We should go see if everything is OK" Serena suggested.
They all got up then saw the intruder. He was very well built. His purple body was perfectly trained from head to toe. He had short spiky hair and black almost dead eyes. He raised his gun at the three and fired. He hit Rei in the head, Ami on her eye and Serena on her chest exactly where her heart was. NO BLOOD!!!!!
He wanted to scream. "That's it. Now its my turn."
The voice came from behind him. He turned around to see the yellow girl, the one he had shot in the neck, Mina. She held both arms out in front of her with her palms facing each other. A yellow ball of light formed between them and her eyes began to glow. The light from the energy ball grew blinding and a ray of light shot out towards him. It was almost too fast for him but he was able to get out of the way. He let himself fall to the ground and shot at Mina as he fell. Every shot hit her body but she still stood there. The yellow ray of light was still cutting through the air above him. Mina brought her beam of energy down on him. This time he couldn't duck. He felt the heat flow through his body like a devilish virus crawling through his skin. He was hit. But where? He looked down and his eyes widened. His upper body was separated from his legs. The beam had gone right through his abdomen. He had been cut in half. He was loosing blood. He looked down at his mutilated body and was disgusted when he saw his left leg twitching. He got on his belly and crawled forward using his hands, abandoning his severed legs behind him. He was crawling towards Mina. He didn't quite make it. He was dead. The only part of his body that faked life was his legs which were still twitching spastically. The Scouts didn't know what to say. They were just silent. Then Mina noticed the little floating camera. It flew through the corridor and out of the hole in the wall.
Alpha, Calibre and Marak were in the main office. The two generals were looking over some blue plans of the city. Alpha was talking to his Drone, his assistant. Angel suddenly burst in. She looked worried. "We have a problem." She said to Alpha.
"What is it?" he asked. "Uhm Assassin 187 is dead."
Alpha was shocked. He held both hands in front of him as if he were fending off something and said, "OK OK, he's dead but PLEASE tell me he slipped on the soap when he was bathing or he was hit by a truck on his way to his target."
"NO sir. We have it on video. He was killed by those girls."
"WHAT??!!! That can't be. That man has killed Presidents, Kings, I mean IMPORTANT people. How could he have been defeated by girls we have never heard of?"
"Well, those four guys told us not to underestimate them."
"OK, now it's personal. Nobody does that to the Union."
Alpha got out of his chair and walked to the window. "Generals get your men ready, you know what's coming." Alpha said without turning around.
Marak looked pleased, smiled thinly and said, "Yeah we know what's coming."
Calibre clapped his hands together, "War" he replied.
The Assassin was sitting in his little room with his eyes closed. He hadn't killed anyone for days. He could feel his gift slipping away from him. To him death was like music and he was the singer, the composer, the audience. He could sense his talent for killing depart from him, like sand falling through the gaps of his fingers.
In his little room he had nothing to do. Well, he could go outside and kill someone. Nah, they wouldn't put up a fight. To keep himself busy he thought of the kills he had made, the lives he had taken. As he explored the depths of his memory he saw himself killing his targets. One after the other. His victims were old, young, rich, powerful and every single one was a challenge. He saw himself in a white room, in front of a bed. There was a woman on the bed. She wore a silk gown. She was looking at him crying. Next to her was her ,husband?, lover?, he couldn't remember. His mission was to kill them both. The bedclothes were full of the dead man's blood. He raised his gun, pointing at her left eye. He could smell her. Her fragrance smelled so sweet. What was it? Was he smelling her fear? No, he would have been grateful if fear smelled so pleasant. It must be her soul. Had sending so many souls to heaven given him the gift of sensing them? No no, silly me it's just her perfume.
He tried to remember what he felt then. Did he feel powerful, no. He was nervous but why? He had killed so many he thought it would be routine by now. You just have to aim and fire, aim and fire. That's all he had been doing the last ten years. He was also the best. The best there was. Why was he nervous. Maybe because he knew that this soul and every other soul he had projected into infinity would one day come back to haunt him, to torture him for his crimes. He also knew what he didn't feel for the woman. Pity. He didn't pity her and would show her no mercy. No mercy for the weak. He fingered the trigger and listened to the woman beg him to spare her life. He squeezed the trigger. Ring!!!... Ring!!!...Ring!!!. The sound of the telephone broke his trance. He picked up the phone and said, "This is Elli... um Assassin 187." He hated his title. He did have a name.
"Yes, this is Angel. We have a job for you." He didn't know what made him happier the fact he now had a new target or the fact he was talking to the beautiful, gorgeous, wonderful Angel. Why hadn't he bought a Picture-Phone? If he had one he would be able to see her perfect face.
"Hi Gillian. It's so nice to hear from you. I was starting..." He was angrily interrupted by the woman he had called Gillian. "Dammit Assassin, don't call me that. I'm not the woman you once knew. This call is pure business." Her voice was as cold as ice. It certainly made him shiver. She was once so kind and loving to him. He had taken that for granted but it was a mistake he would probably repeat if necessary. "Ok, fine so..." Just then he heard the music. It was Angel's favourite song. It was probably two hundred years old. He vaguely remembered the lyrics. He heard the singer sing and hummed along. **Those who have seen your face, draw back in fear. I am the mask you wear, It's me they hear...** He smiled as he remembered the times he sat alone with Gill... uh Angel listening to this, what did they call it?, Ah yes the CD. Those nights alone with her. The light shone by the candles mad her look even more beautiful then... He shook his head to get rid of the memories. He would need them later but not now. Now he had business to attend to. He cleared his throat and said, "Ok, so who is the target?"
"Five girls, about 26 years old. I've sent the co-ordinates to your computer. We have also transferred half of your usual fee to your account. As always you'll receive the other half when the job is completed."
He looked up at the ceiling then down at his finger nails. "Five girls eh? Well, if you need me they must be pretty powerful. Are they the head of some Gang or do they collect countries for fun?"
"Uhm, the only thing we know is that they are the enemy of a friend. A friend with a lot of money." He heard voices in the background then Angel said "I'll be right back. Just wait a second." He heard a loud bang as the phone fell to the floor. So he just sat there and listened to the music, reliving the past through the familiar call of the melody. What was taking so long? He stared to get worried but remembered that Angel was probably in one of the safest places in the world.
Finally he heard footsteps. "Do you have any questions?" Angel asked in a flat voice. "Yeah, what happened, where were you?"
"Do you have any questions concerning your mission?"
"Uuuhhmm, NO. I'll just check my computer for the co-ordinates and then I'll be off to do some killing."
"Good. Oh, before I forget, take the *strongest* weapon you have and could you take a Camera Drone with you? So we can see if these girls are able to defend themselves."
"Ok my strongest gun and a camera. Ok." He listened again to the song playing in the background. It was a different song this time. **You alone can make my song take flight, help me make the music of the night.**
He hesitated and then asked "Hey Angel, when you listen to that CD, do you ...uhm remember the time when we were together?" He waited for her to answer but she didn't. She just hung up.
"That was probably a yes." He muttered to himself. He got up flexing his arms and legs. He walked over to the table in the middle of the room. On the table, behind glass, was his formidable collection of weapons. Laser, Plasma, Projectile, he had the best of all. He hummed Angel's song while scanning the contents of the table. He decided to take a Plasma type gun. It certainly was the most potent of them all. It could blow an Elephant's head right off with one shot. Well, if Elephants still existed that is. "House" he said running his finger along the cool surface of the black gun. "Yes?, master." "Have you received any messages from the Union?"
"Yes, I have been sent co-ordinates to an old temple in the city. I shall print them out."
"Good and I need a Camera Drone too." "Very well, master. One has been awoken and is on its way."
The little drone hummed in. It wasn't bigger then the nail of his thumb. It was round and grey. "Drone. You are to transmit your footage to the Union. I'll tell you when to begin." The grey ball flashed blue twice. It's equivalent to a "yes".
A sheet of paper pressed itself out of a wall near the door. He opened the door, took the paper and walked with the Drone to his car.
He gave the co-ordinates into the car's computer. It rose and jetted towards the city. He decided to travel high. High enough to fly through the clouds. As the bundles of water droplets danced off the surface of the car he thought about his mission. Who were these girls? Why didn't the Union know anything about them? He wasn't afraid just curios.
He saw the temple and told the car to land a little away from it. He examined the gun. He loved it. The precision with which it was made. It's power. The power it gave him. He placed his weapon at the small of his back and felt it's ice cold touch slowly warm on his skin.
He took a pair of x-ray goggles which were laying on the passenger's seat. The temple was old. It didn't have the type of walls which made the goggles obsolete. They were made of concrete. With the glasses he could see right through them. Of course he used the car's sensors to make sure he could use the glasses. He put them on and got out of the car, with the drone following him. He walked up to the temple and switched the glasses on. The surrounding went light blue and he could see through the temple. He saw five blue skeletons inside. One of them had eaten too much, there was so much of food inside her stomach it looked like it would burst any minute. The five weren't together. Three were in one room. The other two were in separate rooms. He knew what he would do. He would burn a hole through the wall in front of him, walk down the corridor take the first door to his left, kill the girl in there, then walk a few more steps through the corridor burst in the second room, kill that girl, then run into the main room and kill the rest. He looked to his right shoulder where the Drone was floating. "You can start recording now." The Drone gave off two blue flashes. Burning a hole through the wall wouldn't be too hard with his weapon. He switched the gun to "Laser" and switched it to minimum energy. The gun was absolutely quiet as it ate its way through the concrete. The whole was just big enough for him to fit through. He switched his gun back to "Single Shot" and turned it's power on maximum.
He went through the corridor to the room his first target was in. He kicked the door open and in a second saw where she was, pointed the gun to her head and fired. As soon as he felt the jerk given off from the gun he closed his eyes and spread his arms as though welcoming the gush of blood that was about to hit his face. There was no blood. He opened his eyes and saw a green girl rubbing her head. "Ouch, you idiot that hurt. What the hell are you doing here? You just shot me!!!!!"
Ouch?? OUCH??!! She is supposed to be dead!!! He checked the gun to see if it was on maximum power. It was.
The green giant stomped towards him. She raised her fist and send it hammering down at him. He was able to grab her hand, he swung her around and kicked at her ankle and sent her flying towards the table in the centre of the room. He used her own strength against her. Lita crushed into the table shattering it. The assassin raised his gun and fired again at her. Nothing.
"What's going on here?" Mina asked standing behind the broken door. The assassin pointed his gun to her throat and fired. The blast sent her flying against the wall. But no blood. He heard Lita get up. She came kicking towards him, he grabbed her leg and right arm and did a 360° turn sending her flying against the smashed table again. Her head hit the floor hard but it didn't seem to hurt. Mina was recovering from the shot. She got up and stared at the intruder. She was about to say something when the assassin grabbed her hand and swung her over his shoulder into the room with Lita. He ran down the corridor looking for the other three. He hoped they weren't as strong as the two he already met.
"Did you hear something?" Rei asked.
"Yeah it was pretty loud" Ami replied.
"We should go see if everything is OK" Serena suggested.
They all got up then saw the intruder. He was very well built. His purple body was perfectly trained from head to toe. He had short spiky hair and black almost dead eyes. He raised his gun at the three and fired. He hit Rei in the head, Ami on her eye and Serena on her chest exactly where her heart was. NO BLOOD!!!!!
He wanted to scream. "That's it. Now its my turn."
The voice came from behind him. He turned around to see the yellow girl, the one he had shot in the neck, Mina. She held both arms out in front of her with her palms facing each other. A yellow ball of light formed between them and her eyes began to glow. The light from the energy ball grew blinding and a ray of light shot out towards him. It was almost too fast for him but he was able to get out of the way. He let himself fall to the ground and shot at Mina as he fell. Every shot hit her body but she still stood there. The yellow ray of light was still cutting through the air above him. Mina brought her beam of energy down on him. This time he couldn't duck. He felt the heat flow through his body like a devilish virus crawling through his skin. He was hit. But where? He looked down and his eyes widened. His upper body was separated from his legs. The beam had gone right through his abdomen. He had been cut in half. He was loosing blood. He looked down at his mutilated body and was disgusted when he saw his left leg twitching. He got on his belly and crawled forward using his hands, abandoning his severed legs behind him. He was crawling towards Mina. He didn't quite make it. He was dead. The only part of his body that faked life was his legs which were still twitching spastically. The Scouts didn't know what to say. They were just silent. Then Mina noticed the little floating camera. It flew through the corridor and out of the hole in the wall.
Alpha, Calibre and Marak were in the main office. The two generals were looking over some blue plans of the city. Alpha was talking to his Drone, his assistant. Angel suddenly burst in. She looked worried. "We have a problem." She said to Alpha.
"What is it?" he asked. "Uhm Assassin 187 is dead."
Alpha was shocked. He held both hands in front of him as if he were fending off something and said, "OK OK, he's dead but PLEASE tell me he slipped on the soap when he was bathing or he was hit by a truck on his way to his target."
"NO sir. We have it on video. He was killed by those girls."
"WHAT??!!! That can't be. That man has killed Presidents, Kings, I mean IMPORTANT people. How could he have been defeated by girls we have never heard of?"
"Well, those four guys told us not to underestimate them."
"OK, now it's personal. Nobody does that to the Union."
Alpha got out of his chair and walked to the window. "Generals get your men ready, you know what's coming." Alpha said without turning around.
Marak looked pleased, smiled thinly and said, "Yeah we know what's coming."
Calibre clapped his hands together, "War" he replied.