Assassin's Return-Third and Final Requiem!
This was it, If I could eliminate these bastards...Then that means, CA$H is here to stay. I then met the Undertaker as he measured my height and pre made a casket for me to use. I placed the machine gun in the casket first, and then I climbed in. The Undertaker then closed the casket and wheeled it out to the parlor where the Triads were waiting for their boss' casket to make it and the funeral to begin. All the Triads were standing there paying their respects for their dead boss, but unbeknownst, I was laying in the casket. Waiting for the opportunity to take these fuckers to the depths of hell. As everyone was in attendance and I layed there still and waiting for the green light to be given, I was mapping out where all the Triads were going to be. I placed my mask over my face and waited for the right time to pop the top. The Undertaker then tapped on the side of the casket, and I popped out with the roar of gunfire from my M-60.
One by one, all the Triad in the parlor were killed by the bullets I dealt them. Then I went into the coffin room, this was a good place to kill more Triad. I took one of them and placed him in a casket with a frag grenade, and it blew up killing him. I did the same with three more Triad with the same effect. I then went down to the morgue and every ticking second I used was used for killing the Chinese Mafia. I then pulled out some throwing knives and chucked them into the lethal spots of my enemies. Whether I'm an assassin or a bank robber, I don't let the regret or the sins of my crimes weigh me down. You keep moving and don't look back, that was the motto I went by. If anyone told me that I was a cold blooded murderer, I'd say, "I kill to survive." Now back to the action, I took a Triad and tossed him into a creamation furnace. I cranked that sucker to high and had him burn. They say that burning skin is the one scent that will never leave your nose, along side tear gas. But there were more men to kill, and I wasn't going to rest until the blood of every last Triad was spilled. My gut was saying that the Undertaker was going to have a field day with all of these corpses and dead bodies are his specialties.
Time to put these assholes into a casket and a grave, I pulled out Crimson and Splatter, and killed off a bunch more. One of the Triad managed to get a shot into my left arm, I fished the bullet out and bandaged it quickly. One of the perks of being a mastermind, always being prepared. I've discovered something about myself as I killed the Triads, I'm both a highly trained assassin, and a professional heistman. Two sides of a coin, coexisting with each other. But I also know, I'm 100% anti-hero. Meaning I'm neither good nor evil, I'm the shade of gray with his own agenda. And killing people like the Triad is one of them, I kill not as a human, but as an anti-hero. My motivation is money, basically an assassin's and heistman's pulse.
And as long as money is at stake and people need to die, I'll kill and do what I need to to make it. As I killed more and more Triad, the more fired up I became. Like a juggernaut, I'm an unstoppable killing machine. Just then, a newly appointed Triad boss came out with a fucking minigun. But he was gonna go down like his partners did. As the minigun whirred to life, it was time to move. Then a hailstorm of bullets came out from the hevy firearm, I needed a way to kill this asshole. Usually punk ass idiots are highly armed and heavily armored which was a huge cliche! But this prick wasn't using any heavy armor, just using a big ass fucking gun. So I relyed on the assassin's intuition and nailed him in both arms causing the Triad punk to drop the minigun. So I walked up to him, hoisted the bastard, and tossed him out of a window impaling the Triad jerk on a metal gate killing him.
Top that, Call Of Duty: Ghosts! Speaking of which, Nel and I have been clocking in some serious hours with that game. In fact, I was the one who got her into Shooter games. I use them not only to get rid of my mutual hatred for my abusive step dad, it also becomes a focus point for when I kill people. I then holstered Crimson and Splatter, removed my mask and called this a job well done. I needed a drink, something to calm my nerves. "Is there anything you need?" The Undertaker asked, "Got any booze?" I asked, He nodded, "I have scotch, care for some?" I nodded and we went into the parlor and I sat with some corpses spinning around the alcoholic beverage in my glass and taking a sip from time to time. Just then, Cat's Eye showed up to collect me. "Look's like a massacre happend here."
I finished off my scotch, "Does it bring back any memories there Cat's Eye? Or did you lose your touch?" I asked, She then answered, "Yeah, it brings us back to the assassin days of our past. The smell of bloodshed and gunpowder, the need to kill and end people lives, it's all there. Let's go home." She said as she wrapped her arm around my shoulder. As we got into her car, she informed me, "The police have your criminal profile and are planning on giving it to the FBI." I then said, "Not gonna happen, we'll have to do some dirty work to get those files and I can lay low again." She then placed her hand on my lap, "I understand, but we need to plan out how we're going to get it." I was thinking like a demolitionist and a pyromaniac in one. "I got an idea, we'll firebomb the police department and dress up as firemen and get the files." Cat's Eye then nodded, "Now you're talking my language." Her hand then slid closer to my crotch, I was going to lose control of my killing needs but my erotic need replaced them.
My heart was beating like a drum, my breathing heavied and labored. Cat's eye knew what I wanted so she pulled over and rolled up the windows. Since she has tinted windows on her car, no one would be able to see what we were doing. She then unzipped my denim jeans, undid my boxers, and pulled out my love rod. She first used her mouth to get me into the mood, and I was going to lose control. All the need to kill and anaihillate was gone but the need for sexual desire swiftly came in like a raging storm. "Are you ready, Yoruichi?" I asked, she then slid off her panties, and then her dress, revealing nothing but a nude dark skinned goddess. I caressed her ample breast as she was sliding up and down on me. As each passing second went by, I was gaining my self confidence bit by bit. I then climaxed with Yoruichi and we both enjoyed each others company. As we sat there, we held hands as if we were one. TO BE CONTINUED...
(OMAKE TIME!)
Ryuken: The Complete cop.
Isshin: Alright, why does that punk Slinger always get the women? Is he running some kind of harem?
Ryuken: You shouldn't be hard on him, besides, he is his father's son.
Big Guy: Okay, I resent that comment Ryuken. My son is nothing like me.
Isshin: Oh really? Then why do the two of you have the same face along with some distinct figures?
Big Guy: Okay, He's my son and I still love him. Speaking of which, I better call him.
(Big Guy then calls Slinger and Slinger answers)
Slinger: (On the other end) Oh hey dad, what's going on?
Big Guy: Hey son, where are you?
Slinger: (On the other end) Just having fun with Cat's Eye on a freeway, IN HER CAR!
Cat's Eye: (On the other end) Say Big Guy, could you give me and your son ten minutes? We're still in round 3.
Big Guy: (Wow, my son has done one chick 3 times in a row. I wish I could stil pull that off.)
Isshin: Hey, are you gonna gawk like that all day?
Ryuken: What's going on with your son?
Big Guy: He's a man now. He just had sex three times with one woman.
(Both Isshin and Ryuken have surprised looks on their faces)
-Preview of Next Chapter-
Slinger: Okay, here's how it's all gonna go down! The next heist is going to be a raid on the police depatrment. It's not going to be a walk in the park, but with the right amount of luck and perseverance, we might just pull it off.
(Scenes include a bombing of the police department, killing the crooked police officers, stealing of a memory drive, escape from the station with cops in hot pursuit, and the explosion of a fire truck)
Slinger: Next Chapter: Firebomb Serenade! Ooooh! I can't wait! I'll see you soon!
(A/N Well as much as it pains me to say this but that was going to be my last sex scene for this fanfiction, but don't worry, I'll add more in my sequel. So I got this heist to do and then I'll work on the big heist after this next chapter. Also, I didn't own all of the kills in this chapter. I got it from the Punisher Video Game But I kinda tweaked it to make it my own. And I give my proper Respects to the creators of that game! I also like to thank Bloodrose15 for her awesome support and all that to make this possible. Now Ideas, Suggestions, or ways to improve this fanfiction are accepted. But any Flaming or anonymous/guest reviews will be denied! Thank you.)