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Okay, I'm glad you all like the story so far. I left the last chapter as a cliffhanger because, honestly, I don't know who it should be he sees there. Anyway, this chapter continues from that point, enjoy.

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The Assassin

Chapter 2

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"Well," Nate said, setting his bag down next to his foot, "if it isn't the infamous Will Do."

"We have another mission for you," Will said holding out a file. "All the information is in here."

Nate took the file and opened it, looking over the picture of a short man in a business suit.

"Jackie?" he asked slightly surprised. "What sort of danger is he to the world. The amulet is gone, and besides, it only works with the incantation."

"We still believe he is a risk, he knows the spell."

"Fine, I'll pay him a visit tonight, but it will cost you," Nate said turning around and tossing the file over his shoulder. As he walked he grabbed his bag and slung it over his shoulder.

*****

Late that night, at the Middleton Prison, a clacking could be heard down the hallway from Jackie's cell. A cloaked figure walked along, a pike out in front of him, the tip clacking with it hit the floor. He stopped in front of Jackie's cell, looking down through the hood at the sleeping midget. Sighing, he pulled out the key he took from the guard he killed and placed it in the lock. Stepping in he raised the pike, and sliced down straight through the man's neck.

All this was done silently, not a single sound was made besides the soft clacking of the pike. He clicked his heels and a thick smoke covered him and when it dissipated, he was gone. But the dissipating smoke seeped into the cameras in the hall, disrupting them and frying their circuits.

*****

The next day Kim stood in the cell formerly occupied by Jackie, his severed head was still lying on the pillow, only a thin red line on his neck told you it wasn't attached. Kim was crouched down, looking at the floor for anything. It was easy to see where the person walked, because the dust was disturbed by what she believed was a cloak.

"This must have been done by the same person the killed Killigan," she said sliding her finger along the floor, picking up dust.

"We don't know who did it, the cloak we saw him wearing swept away any tracks his shoes might have left," the warden said. "Whatever that smoke was he had, it fried the camera circuits."

"Same as Killigan."

The kimmunicator started beeping and she pulled it out of her pocket.

"Yeah Wade, what is it?"

"Kim, I know this isn't a good time, but you're late for cheerleading practice," he said.

"Alright, thanks Wade," she said, "did you happen to find out anything on Nate?"

"Ooooh, first name basis," Wade joked.

"Shut up," she said.

"The answer's no, I haven't found anything yet."

"Okay, thanks Wade."

As soon as she stepped out the door of the prison, raindrops began to fall. She tried to shield her head with her bag, but it wasn't doing much good.

*****

She ran towards the school, even though she couldn't see in front of her. She kept running till she ran into someone, knocking her right back on her ass.

"You should really watch where you're going," came the now familiar voice.

"Huh?" she looked up at Nate, standing in a long black trenchcoat.

He held out his hand and she grabbed hold, pulling herself up to her feet. She looked up from him to see the large umbrella he had just opened. Looking back at him, she saw his hair was soaked through.

"You late for something Possible?" he asked letting go of her hand, she was a little more reluctant.

"Yeah, and you can call me Kim," she said looking around to get her barings.

"If you were headed to the school, then you've been goin' in the wrong direction," Nate said watching her.

"WHAT!? Oh man," she slumped down to her knees.

"Jeez, settle down, just one day isn't going to matter," he said, placing a hand on top of her head. "You do know that, right?"

She looked up at him, standing there, smiling down at her. There was that feeling again, the feeling that just creeped her out. It was the first time she noticed the scar on his face. It went front passed his hairline down on his forehead, just above his left eye.

"Here," he placed the umbrella in her hand, "you look like you could use this."

"But, don't you need it?" she asked, trying to push it back to him.

"Neh, I like the rain," he said, looking upward to let the rain hit his face. "I just find it so refreshing."

"Oh."

"See ya later Kim," he turned around and began walking away through the torrent.

Kim just stood there, holding the umbrella with both hands. It was strange to feel this way, the feeling was hard to place. The last time she felt like this was when she tried to talk to Josh, but it wasn't as hard this time. Nate didn't seem as spacy as Josh did. She didn't want to call this feeling a crush, she wasn't a little girl anymore, but it sure felt like it. All she could do at the moment was watch him walking a way, the large ring at the end of his braid swung wide to side.

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"She seems so innocent, it's hard to believe she's a threat to my mission," Nate said to himself running a blow dryer over his wet hair. "But the money is too good to pass up."

Suddenly, the ground beneath him opened and he fell into a capsule. The capsule whipped around in a series tubes, sometimes going through the same one twice. It did this for a few minutes before finally settling to a stop. The doors opened and he stepped out into the GJ HQ.

"Great, and I was hoping to spend a quiet weekend at home," he said looking around for whoever called him.

A woman stepped up to him (I forget names, so if anyone could help me out, that'd be great).

"We have another job for you," she said.

"Can't it wait?" he asked extremely irritated by these people.

"Probably, but the people up top don't think so," she handed him another file.

"Monkey Fist, I'll get to it later," Nate said tossing the file down onto the desk next to him.

"You'll get to it now."

"You people hired me to eliminate global threats, and to do it at my own pace, correct?"

"Yes."

"Well, then I'll get to it when I feel like it," turned to leave and was confronted by three guards. He reached behind him and retrieved the upper portion of the pike, just the blade and a foot of the handle. The pole extended from the handle, reaching about seven feet long, not including the blade. Taking a threatening step forward, the guards took a step back.

"That really isn't necessary," the woman said.

"I know," he replied, "then tell them to get out of my way before I make them got out of my way."

"The only way out is through us," came a mechanical sounding voice from one of the guards.

"If that's how you want it," Nate rushed forward and in the blink of an eye, he was on the other side. He struck the floor with the end of the pike, and the android guards fell to pieces. "I'll get to Monkey Fist when I feel like it, or else you won't have someone to do your dirty work for you."

"Sure."

Nate returned to the tube that had brought him there, and rode it back to the walkway in front of his house. The rain was falling even harder now, and after he had just gotten his hair dry. It didn't matter though, he was fine with the water. He walked up the path to the front door and went inside, thinking why they couldn't have placed him inside the house.

*****

Kim and Ron sat in Bueno Nacho, watching the rain pelt against the windows. Kim's plate was empty, while Ron was on his third naco, a weapon of his own invention. He was working on something new, called the burricho, a burrito filled with nachos, cheese, and meat (it's actually pretty good).

"So, he killed Jackie the same way as Killigan?" Ron asked, after swallowing.

"Yeah, and the guard who had the keys," Kim said her elbow on the table, and her chin in her hand.

"Well, tomorrow's Saturday, got any plans?"

Before Kim could answer her kimmunicator started beeping. She pulled it out of her pocket and switched it on.

"What's up Wade?"

"I got that information you wanted on Nate Sindel," he said, "sending it to your kimmunicator now."

The information displayed itself on her screen.

"This is just a profile, everyone has one," Kim pointed out.

"But how many are under layer upon layer of hacker-proof software?" Wade asked cocking an eyebrow.

"And what have you found out by analyzing this?"

"I didn't find anything suspicious about, that's what I'm suspicious about. The amount of protection on it was to much for something like this."

"Oh well, keep looking for anything else, there must be something," Kim said and put the small device back in her pocket.

"That was odd," Ron said placing Rufus on the table.

The naked mole rat ran up and finished off Ron's naco, saying, "Yummmmmm!"

"Rufus, I wasn't done with that!"

"Hehe, snooze you lose," rufus managed to say before falling on his back, stuffed.

"He's got a point there Ron," Kim laughed. Ron didn't hear her though, he went to order yet another naco. "Hmm, I wonder if Will would know anything?"

She decided to ask him the tomorrow. And with that decision made, she had to convince Ron about going to a Holloween party, instead of trick or treating. It would be hard, probably the hardest thing she had ever done, but she had to do it. Holloween was only five days away, and she still hadn't found a costume.

"Hey Kim, I was thinking," Ron said sitting down, "maybe this year we shold go to a party instead of T or T-ing."

Kim had a shocked, stunned, and confused look on her face when she heard that. Ron not wanting to trick or treat was like hearing hell froze over.

"Ron, you're absolutely right."

"I am?"

"Yes, but whose to go to?"

They sat, thinking, so many party's only one night. The biggest would be the best most likely, and Monique always threw the biggest party's. The decision was simple, wasn't it?

TBC

Okay, second chapter done, and it only took me like 12 hours. Don't forget to review with some ideas for me. I like a few of the ideas so far, such as making it a Kim/Nate fic, that wasn't my intention at first, but it will be now. And the next chapter will include D-Hall, so fighting next chapter.