Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2015 1:10 pm
Jason Mint - Headhunter
Washington, DC, USA
There you are.... Headhunter thought as he aimed his sniper rifle which he built himself. It was designed to kill anything, through even the thickest walls. So glass would be easy to penetrate. Headhunter was looking at the house of the American VP. It was a good night for assassination. He looked down the scope, engaging his thermal vision, he saw the prime minister as he walked behind a wall.
Headhunter pulled the trigger. And the VP fell. Chaos ensued, the guards went into a frenzy, looking for the assassin. I just need the head now.... Headhunter thought as he put his sniper rifle down into a bag, hiding it in a bush. He then pulled out an assualt rifle, again, he made it. It was designed to be efficient at killing. Light, but still packing a punch.
He approached the house. The guards saw him and opened fire on him. He shot one shot for each guard, dropping them like flies. Headhunter kicked the door down, and threw a smoke grenade in. Reactivating his thermals, he made his way into the building, killing everyone he ran into. He approached the body of the VP, he pushed the body into a sitting position. Letting go of his assualt rifle, letting it hang by his shoulder strap, Headhunter reached for the tool of his trade. His Kukri. Like a paint brush to a painter, the Kukri was how Headhunter made his mark.
He took the Kukri to the dead prime ministers neck, and with a quick slice and push with the foot. The body fell, but the head remained in place. Held by the hair in the empty hand of Headhunter. Putting the Kukri away, Headhunter strolled out of the building, and away from the scene.
Contract, complete, now to get payed. he though as he smiled behind his mask.
Sarah William - Bat
Mosul, Iraq
Looking in the crowd, no one would be able to see her. Covered up, like any Islamic women would be, Sarah William, also known as the Bat, was waiting to meet with an informant. She had spent the last few months in the Prophet's Dome. She was working on finding a person known as the Prophet. A person, who, if the theories were correct, was responsible for the worlds constant state of war. Sarah was part of the secret Operation: Silverfish.
That meant, she had powers. Just looking at her, you wouldn't be able to determine her powers. Her powers were sound based. But it did have a price, she was blind.
Sarah walked into the place, a coffee shop, she was supposed to meet her informant. A Kurd. She sat down, and waited.
Washington, DC, USA
There you are.... Headhunter thought as he aimed his sniper rifle which he built himself. It was designed to kill anything, through even the thickest walls. So glass would be easy to penetrate. Headhunter was looking at the house of the American VP. It was a good night for assassination. He looked down the scope, engaging his thermal vision, he saw the prime minister as he walked behind a wall.
Headhunter pulled the trigger. And the VP fell. Chaos ensued, the guards went into a frenzy, looking for the assassin. I just need the head now.... Headhunter thought as he put his sniper rifle down into a bag, hiding it in a bush. He then pulled out an assualt rifle, again, he made it. It was designed to be efficient at killing. Light, but still packing a punch.
He approached the house. The guards saw him and opened fire on him. He shot one shot for each guard, dropping them like flies. Headhunter kicked the door down, and threw a smoke grenade in. Reactivating his thermals, he made his way into the building, killing everyone he ran into. He approached the body of the VP, he pushed the body into a sitting position. Letting go of his assualt rifle, letting it hang by his shoulder strap, Headhunter reached for the tool of his trade. His Kukri. Like a paint brush to a painter, the Kukri was how Headhunter made his mark.
He took the Kukri to the dead prime ministers neck, and with a quick slice and push with the foot. The body fell, but the head remained in place. Held by the hair in the empty hand of Headhunter. Putting the Kukri away, Headhunter strolled out of the building, and away from the scene.
Contract, complete, now to get payed. he though as he smiled behind his mask.
Sarah William - Bat
Mosul, Iraq
Looking in the crowd, no one would be able to see her. Covered up, like any Islamic women would be, Sarah William, also known as the Bat, was waiting to meet with an informant. She had spent the last few months in the Prophet's Dome. She was working on finding a person known as the Prophet. A person, who, if the theories were correct, was responsible for the worlds constant state of war. Sarah was part of the secret Operation: Silverfish.
That meant, she had powers. Just looking at her, you wouldn't be able to determine her powers. Her powers were sound based. But it did have a price, she was blind.
Sarah walked into the place, a coffee shop, she was supposed to meet her informant. A Kurd. She sat down, and waited.