Chapter 4: New enemies

Note: Before I go any further, I would first like to point out that I'm one of those weird people who likes to choreograph stuff like fight scenes with music. Its just something I like to do, because I think it adds to the effect. Anyway, one of the scenes in here is one of those scenes that, if I had the movie rights, I would choreograph it with Trans-siberian orchestra's Christmas Sarajevo 12/24. I will indicate other scenes like this as I progress through the story.

The man stood in the dark room. He had been waiting for over two hours for the other guy to show up. This man was not known for his patience, and those who wore away at his patience usually ended up dead. Finally, he heard a knock at the door. He stood up from the corner from where he had been leaning against the wall and opened the door.

"Ah, good, you're here," the other man said, stepping into the room. He wore a dark blue lab coat, and black boots. The odd thing about him though, was his blue skin. "I was afraid by the time I got here, I'd lose my new employee," He said.

To the first man's surprise, the other man was followed soon after by a woman, who had caused the strangest conflict within the first man that he had ever known. She was staggeringly beautiful, but obviously very, very deadly. She wore a strange black and green suit, which hugged her feminine curves quite nicely. Unfortunately for other men who took this as a sign to hit on her, she did not respond terribly well to such things.

"I thought you said you were coming alone," the first man said, irritated. "First you keep me waiting for two hours, and then you do not live up to the agreement regarding the secrecy of this meeting? I think I'll take my services elsewhere."

The first man walked toward the door. Unfortunately, the woman was blocking it. Unfortunately, she did not want him to leave. Unfortunately, he wanted to.

Unfortunately for her.

20 seconds later, the man was walking out the door towards the front lobby of the apartment building.

The second man rushed out after him. "Wait!" he desperately threw a small green pack at the first man, who had his hand on the door. Without even looking, he reached out and caught the pack and held it up. In the dim light provided by the moon and stars, since it was now about 8 o'clock. The pack was full of money. He quickly rifled through it.

"This is my pay?" he asked.

"That's a quarter of it, if you do what I ask," the man panted. "Without severely injuring any of my staff."

After several seconds of silence, the first man asked, "Who is my target?"

"Come with me, and I'll show you."

Twenty minutes later, they were standing on a rooftop overlooking the Middleton Arcade, which was closed. The street lights were not operational. Even with the dim light, both men could make out 2 figures walking through the darkness directly below them.

"Those two," the second man said, indicating the two figures with his hand.

"That's all?" The first man asked. "They're nothing more than children. Might I inquire why you want them dead?"

"Let's just say it's a personal grudge," the second man said. "Report to me as soon as you are done, and you shall receive your pay." With that, he walked back to the hovercraft that had brought them here. The woman, now conscious and thoroughly bruised, was waiting for him. He leapt into what would be considered the driver's seat of the vehicle and sped silently away into the darkness.

"Well, KP, I dunno about you, but I am totally psyched!" Ron yelled with glee. "I beat the ultimate high score on Kung-Fu masters 4!"

"Wonderful, Ron," Kim said, now quite used to his aimless rambling about video games.

"KP, I don't think you understand how historic this event is for me!" Ron said. "I've been trying to beat that score since I was 7! And now, my dream come true!"

(Cue TSO music)

"Well, I accepted the job," the man on the rooftop said. "I suppose I'll have to fulfill it. That's about a 30 foot drop straight down…"

"I'm tellin' ya, KP, this night couldn't get any better!" Ron said, still excited.

"Ron, enough about the stupid game," Kim said, becoming uneasy in the deathly quiet and dark. "Something doesn't feel right here…" she stopped, and stood prepared to jump right into a combat stance. She put all her senses on alert, listening and watching for anything out of the ordinary.

Suddenly, a dark shadow fell straight in front of her. She immediately assumed a defensive combat stance. The shadow was human-shaped, and appeared to have landed on one knee. Slowly, the figure rose.

"May you find peace in heaven," it whispered. Neither Kim nor Ron recognized the voice. Even in the darkness of the night, Kim and Ron could see the light reflecting off the two daggers the man now held in his hands. "I have been sent to kill you," the man continued, slowly walking forward. "And kill you I shall."

In the distances, the church bells tolled an eerie tune, completely unfamiliar to them, almost as if it were announcing their deaths.