Rapid Hope Loss
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plotline Summary: An assassin, a target, a moral dilemma of love and life.
She eased into the room hoping to not disturb the raucous discussion at the front of the fluorescently lit room. Achieving that and more she strode confidently over to her designated seat. She was in place, awaiting her cue in the grand performance of life. She was here for a job not pleasure. Her job was not fun but she was the best to do it. Her background proved it.
She was on the hunt, had been tracking for two months now. The job was nearly done, and soon she was to rid the world of another soulless creature. Her subject was here, she could sense him, moving behind her. Late again but she knew his every movement and that he was never more than five minutes late. She knew every little detail about his movements. She had been well informed.
An hour of questions, reporters and ego primping the IPO was nearly over, ten minutes before the end she knew. Her cue. She moved with ease to the restrooms. Casually entering pushing the door with GENTLEMAN, one where just minutes ago had been cleared. One where her subject had just walked in.
Ten minutes later she re-emerged. The job was done, she smiled grimly as she pushed her mop down the hall. Her guilt was covered by a cleaner's uniformly and she exited the building once again in her black suit. Jumping into a white van, Buffy turned to her team. "Another one down."
Please r and r
A/N This is the beginning of my first fic and I would love some reviews. Will be Spuffy eventually
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plotline Summary: An assassin, a target, a moral dilemma of love and life.
She eased into the room hoping to not disturb the raucous discussion at the front of the fluorescently lit room. Achieving that and more she strode confidently over to her designated seat. She was in place, awaiting her cue in the grand performance of life. She was here for a job not pleasure. Her job was not fun but she was the best to do it. Her background proved it.
She was on the hunt, had been tracking for two months now. The job was nearly done, and soon she was to rid the world of another soulless creature. Her subject was here, she could sense him, moving behind her. Late again but she knew his every movement and that he was never more than five minutes late. She knew every little detail about his movements. She had been well informed.
An hour of questions, reporters and ego primping the IPO was nearly over, ten minutes before the end she knew. Her cue. She moved with ease to the restrooms. Casually entering pushing the door with GENTLEMAN, one where just minutes ago had been cleared. One where her subject had just walked in.
Ten minutes later she re-emerged. The job was done, she smiled grimly as she pushed her mop down the hall. Her guilt was covered by a cleaner's uniformly and she exited the building once again in her black suit. Jumping into a white van, Buffy turned to her team. "Another one down."
Please r and r
A/N This is the beginning of my first fic and I would love some reviews. Will be Spuffy eventually