Chapter 3: DFN
He took in a quick breath of the murky air. The stench of moldy wood filled the breeze. Silence rang. He walked up to the alter and took the envelope. His employer never showed up in person. He only left an envelope with his pay and the next mission. Always the same place. And abandoned church. Ironic. God looking down at a criminal taking money. The word was music to him. Ironic.
20K, it was good for the job. Next mission was to take out Team Floral's Konig Wolf.
This is why he's the hired one. Never being known. Never knowing what hit them.
Death From Nowhere.
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Side note: I don't own Zoids...as much as I wish I did. I don't. Though I do own the idea for the Stealth Cat and the upcoming Genosniper. Both are my inventions. If you use them, legal procedures will be taken.
He took in a quick breath of the murky air. The stench of moldy wood filled the breeze. Silence rang. He walked up to the alter and took the envelope. His employer never showed up in person. He only left an envelope with his pay and the next mission. Always the same place. And abandoned church. Ironic. God looking down at a criminal taking money. The word was music to him. Ironic.
20K, it was good for the job. Next mission was to take out Team Floral's Konig Wolf.
This is why he's the hired one. Never being known. Never knowing what hit them.
Death From Nowhere.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - -
Side note: I don't own Zoids...as much as I wish I did. I don't. Though I do own the idea for the Stealth Cat and the upcoming Genosniper. Both are my inventions. If you use them, legal procedures will be taken.