CrossHairs (IC)

True_Grave · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **True_Grave** on Sat Jan 02, 2010 11:00 pm

Ethan was sitting on the subway seat, the back of his head pressed against the cold glass window. When he was a kid, he had watched a movie called The Warriors, which was a cult hit today. Many of the scenes in the movie involved the main characters riding on the subway train, and the looks in their eyes spoke of horrors they had seen on the gritty streets of New York. Right now, Ethan felt exactly like they did. His mentor was dead, and now he and his friends were under fire from an organization they still knew very little about. If the strike teams sent out had not been so coordinated and prepared, probably none of this would even be happening.

Ah, but that was the kicker. The strike team was so well coordinated because their commanding officer was a former military leader in the USSR, but the true horror did not end there. Minakarov had been the General of the Armies in the Spetsnaz, an elite unit of Russian soldiers that had been proven to be superior to the USA's Green Beret division. The strike team had all been professional soldiers led by a very competent and ruthless ПcИxoПat, or psychopath. Vladimir was not even close to being the highest guy in the rival organization's division, but he was the chief guy when it came to military grad set-ups and herding. The only way to take back some of their ground would be to kill Minakarov, and hope that the organization would be rattled long enough for them to be able to mount an assault.

His communication device beeped, and he pulled it out of his tuxedo before raising the small antenna. He thought it might be Alon contacting him again, but it turned out to be Saddeus instead. He mentioned that Zack was KIA, or Killed In Action, and then mentioned that they would be meeting up somewhere. Ethan found the 'Ethel' thing incredibly annoying, but it did serve its purpose, finally. Following his instructions, Ethan crushed the communicator and threw it under the seat. Apparently, Zack might not have been all he claimed to be.

Then, there was a sudden change. With the realization that he could truly trust no one, he entered the zone. Everything around him slowed as he reflexes and senses quickened to superior levels. His eyes hardened into stone, and his muscles started to triple in strenght as the adrenaline rushed through his body like a raging beast. He could hear the wind rushing in his ears, but that was just the sound starting to melt and blend with his senses. The subway stopped in its designated place and Ethan got up like nothing was the matter.

The final proof that he was in the zone came from the way he walked. Instead of just stepping, he seemed to glide across the floor. His movement speed had also gone up, and he had now been unleashed. The all-purpose assassin that Cornelius and Tombstone had worked tirelessly to craft had now surfaced from the black waves, a dark figure that could not be stopped or even matched. It was just this type of assassin that both Alon and he had been trained to be. For out of the whole five person group, perhaps they had the capacity to be the most dangerous in mental state alone.

What made he himself dangerous was that he was emotionally void when it came to killing somebody. Even when it came to the money, he just didn't care. All that mattered was that his designated target fall. All of the money in the world was not enough to buy the sense of duty that Ethan felt when he killed somebody. Psychologists would say that his sense of duty was natural for a man, but they would not be taking into account the emotional void that went along with it. To be able to kill someone and then not feel a thing was what made Ethan so dangerous.

Alon, on the other hand, felt too much for his targets. He took every target personally, and relied on his emotions to get the job done. He was fast and efficient, but the emotion ate away at his very core, rotting away his humanity. It was always for God, he claimed, but that was just rationalization. He killed because he had to, just like Ethan himself. The sense of loss over Mary and what it drove him to do without remorse was what made Alon so dangerous.

The two of them were like graduates of the same school, but with slight changes to make them unique. It was because of this that they bonded and became good friends. However, it was because of Alon's emotions that he ran the risk of losing it everyday. With Mary in his hands, he could shoot anybody, even his own friends. With his moral complex, he could bring the hammer of judgement down without a second thought. Control was everything, and if he lost control, Ethan knew that he was probably the only one who could stop him.

When the subway doors opened, Ethan reached into his tuxedo jacket and quietly cocked his guns. He was out the minute the doors opened, and disappeared once more into the crowd. For a moment, he mourned the loss of his Cadi, for he had had it cubed to cover his tracks. However, he shook it off and left the subway. As he ascended the stairs, a brief smile crossed his face and he bounded over the railing before taking off down the alleyway. He knew that strike team had been following him since he left Malice HQ, and now it was time to force them out into the open.

shinigamivixen · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **shinigamivixen** on Sun Jan 03, 2010 10:03 am

Rayne watched as the bullet pierced Zack´s skull to her it felt like watching it in slow motion as a bullet just killed one of her closest friends she didnt know what to feel anymore but something inside her finally snapped a part of her that she thought she had lost when she meet the others. The part that really earned her the name dark angel. She didnt even noticed when Saddeus suddenly scooped her up and Zack´s body she was just lucky she was already holding on to her cielo case and her laptop. As they reached the sewers she looked at Zack´s body her eyes were emotionless betraying nothing including hate or sadness as a tear fell from her left eye. But on the inside it felt like losing another loved one she never told the others about this but to her Zack was more than the brotherly figure she liked him alot and was crushing on him for a long time now and to losed him like this literally killed her funloving side. She heard Saddeus called Ethan telling him about the situation and to destroy their headsets. She took her headpiece from her hair which was designed as a hairclip crushing it in her hand before letting it dropped on the water. She walked over to Zack´s body kissing his cheek as she whispered silently "Im sorry i wasnt able to protect you.... Or to tell you the truth..."

She watched as Saddeus walked ahead telling her that it was time to go. Without second thought she pressed the button on her laptop immediately hearing the explosion but she wasnt satisfied she didnt feel anything at all as she turned her back and followed Saddeus. But she would make damn sure she personally kill whoever killed Zack with her barehands. She would go back to her other persona if it meant killing the bastard who was responsible for this if that organization wanted war now they got it. Ethan wasnt the only one keeping secrets from the group.

Bartholomew · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartholomew** on Sun Jan 03, 2010 10:21 am

Alon:
As he stood up his eyes got hardened starring out past the sky-line. He began placing he trusted gun on his back. Alon's underground nickname struck fear into the heart of any assassin. Or at least it used to. Alon was the only member of malice who was completely average. But this was only due to the fact the until his hands felt Mary he had locked up a large portion of what he was known for. "I gotta admit dear, feels good to have you back." He stated as he began to move to where Saddeus had told them to meet up. He was cold when he heard Zack name. "He was always just a stupid kid. No matter what he made himself out to be." He said to himself as he rose his communicator up started to crush it and stopped. He somehow knew he would need it again. Hearing the HQ blowing to bits reminded him of watching fireworks when he was younger. He was always afraid the spark would get him. A cold shiver shot down his back. "I love you." He said quietly to himself. Rayne and Saddues would never recognize the bullet, but if Ethan got a hold of it there would be no doubt. He had to meet up with Ethan before he got to the body.

Saddeus · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Saddeus** on Sun Jan 03, 2010 4:31 pm

Saddeus lead the way thru the sewers his mind a haze. He couldnt get Zacks death out of his mind. Why did he go to the window? Jace thought hard for a second. Remember the details he thought. He wasnt a grade S assassin without reason after all. Saddeus thought back before Zack went to the window. He was getting ready and then his comp flicked on and there was...there was a picture. Saddeus closed his eyes concentrating. A family,parents,his parents Saddeus struggled to think what the meant he had the pieces to the puzzle just no was to connect them. He waled forward heading to the bar. Ethels Rose it was called. He knew the room in the back was safe he had set up precautions in when he went there the first time. And he paid money every month to keep it vacant.

True_Grave · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **True_Grave** on Sun Jan 03, 2010 7:22 pm

Ethan sprinted down the alleyway and turned right, propelling himself into a dumpster and closing the lid behind him. The smell of wet garbage would be too much for your average person, but all that Ethan had to do was close his mouth and the smell evaporated. From there, it was just like sliding to the bottom of the ball pit at McDonald's, albeit much deeper. Thanks to a special listening device that amplified all sound around him, he could hear the strike team searching the area around him. He could even hear some of their electronic chatter, all of which Ethan tuned out. When one said, "Area is secure", that's when he went into action.

Ethan had sank to the bottom of the dumpster, effectively creating a 'ghetto' tank. Placing his feet against the inside of the dumpster, he quietly drilled three holes into the side of the dumpster with a pocket laser. From there, all he had to do was place the barrel of his gun against the bottom hole and kick the dumpster. The force was sufficient to get it rolling, and that was when Ethan took aim. As he rolled by in the dumpster, he fired quickly, nailing every member of the strike team right in the weakest part of their helmets: the eye pieces. They were barely able to squeeze off three rounds with their assault rifles, but the sniper was quite another matter.

Unlike the ground team, Ethan had a feeling that the sniper was sporting infrared sensors in his eye pieces, which would allow him to go for the kill almost immediately. Laying down, he kicked the top side of the dumpster with his heel, and it tipped just as an armor piercing bullet passed over him. As the dumpster hit the ground and the trash spilled into the alleyway, Ethan hooked his feet onto the top side of the dumpster, did a reverse somersault, and then pushed off of the side of the dumpster to land safely in the alley. From there, he had to dive to the side to avoid a second bullet that tore through the cement wall of the building next door. Having given away his position, and despite holding a semi-automatic Dragunov rifle, he was no match for the bullet that pierced his eye peice and destroyed a critical part of his brain. Smiling, Ethan put away his gun and took off for Ethel's Rose, a rather secluded location that was sure to be guarded by a strike team. Cornelius had surely been away of Saddeus' money trail, and Ethan had to get there before the rest of Malice walked into a slaughterhouse.

Bartholomew · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartholomew** on Mon Jan 04, 2010 2:02 pm

Alon:
His footsteps where silent as he ran from one roof-top to another with Mary strapped to his back. He was aggravated that the meeting place was located so far from him. As he approached more he felt something was off. He stopped about a block away from the club and pulled Mary off his back and looked through the scope and saw a heavily armed strike force out-side the club. Normally he would let one of the others take care of the punks but he wanted a real warm-up with Mary. Slamming hard on the trigger he watched a mans helmet explode as he dropped trailing blood into the air. He watched as the other men searched frantic for him. Alon looked to the left and saw a car not to far away from the men. He pulled the trigger as the bullet sailed under the ground creating a spark as it ricocheted into the gas tank. The spark leaped into the stream of gasoline. The car exploding reminded him of his car. He watched as one man was devoured by flames and another man had several pieces of shrapnel imbedded in his neck.

He noticed a sniper managing to spot him. When he heard the gun shot ring out he moved to the left abit as the bullet whizzed by. Alon pulled the trigger and the bullet landed perfectly in the other mans barrel. He watched as the man pulled his trigger and the gun shot ignited gun powder all over the mans face. He fell over screaming in pain. Alon peered at the last guy left alive. Two shot rang out from Mary as the mans right hand and left ankle seemed to disintegrate. Alon then made the his way to the club and stopped by the man rolling around with blood pouring out of his wrist and ankle. "You will lay here and welcome the possibility that you are going to hell. No, your going to wish you could get there sooner." He spat at the man as he walked into the club and waited for the others.

shinigamivixen · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **shinigamivixen** on Mon Jan 04, 2010 4:08 pm

Rayne followed Saddeus keeping quiet the whole time as they walked. Zack´s death was a bit strange even to her now that she thought about it why would Zack go for the window especially if the door was quite near that small detail was bugging her. In their line of work she wasnt known for being thorough for nothing one minute he was getting ready then the next minute he was jumping through the window but what really got to her was that she remembered the picture on Zack´s computer screen even if she did try to forget it she couldnt the cursed of having a photographic memory. But she was sure they were Zack´s parents if she was right they probably used it as a way to riled him up so he would fall in their trap. Cussing silently it was so obvious but she needed more proof before she could say that what she was thinking was actually true. She had the strangest feeling that they were about to find out something that would totally change their beliefs and she hoped she was wrong....

True_Grave · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **True_Grave** on Mon Jan 11, 2010 9:53 pm

Ethan dashed to Ethel's Rose, hoping that the remaining four of his friends had made it before him. He looked around before he arrived at the club, then entered. As he entered, he saw Alon.
"Alon, it is good to see you," he said as he approached him.
He sat down in a chair and looked at Alon.
"I heard that Zack got killed. I feel bad for the poor kid, but on the other hand, I'm glad that we only lost one."
He rubbed the back of his neck and waited for Saddeus and Rayne to arrive.

Bartholomew · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartholomew** on Tue Jan 12, 2010 12:08 pm

Alon watched as Ethan entered the room and sat down. "The same to you Ethan." He listened to his statement about Zack and sighed heavily. "I suppose. If you can really consider Zack's death important enough to even say we always lost one." Alon said as his words ran out like venom. He turned his head and watched out the window, this allowed Mary who was hanging off his back to be in clear sight. His back had been against the wall which had hidden the rifle from view. He was getting very impatient with Saddues and Rayne. He was begging to consider that he would just leave.

True_Grave · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **True_Grave** on Sat Jan 16, 2010 5:40 pm

Ethan listened to Alon's response and looked away. He had seen the familiar shoulder strap of Mary hanging off of Alon's shoulder, and he was able to put two and two together pretty easily. Leaning back in the chair, he let out a low sigh and turned his head toward Alon.
"I can only assume that Zack betrayed us. That is the reason you killed him, isn't it?"
Even if Zack had been a traitor, his death still made him feel a bit melancholy. He had been a good kid, and no matter the circumstances, it was still a shame to know that one so young was now gone from this world forever.

Saddeus · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Saddeus** on Sun Jan 17, 2010 3:34 am

Saddeus entered and then let rayne in and closed the doors and then set up a device that negates the advantage of bugs. He turned around and glared at the two sitting there. "Someone better fill me on whats going on here prett damned fast. Because I just saw one of my best friends shot in the head and now im out for blood" Saddeus slammed his fist on the table. This wasnt a joke and he wouldnt be treating it as such.

Bartholomew · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartholomew** on Sun Jan 17, 2010 12:25 pm

Alon's eyes became sharp at Ethan's questioning and Saddeus's out rage. He would normally do anything to keep his mouth shut. But this wasn't the time or place to hold your tongue. "No Zack could never betray us. We where his family. Infact the way i saw it, he was the least likely out of all of us to betray the group. Nor would he have a reason to. He never cared much about the money you know that. He just like to make stuff and watch us use it all. And besides if Zack had betrayed us we would be in a much worse situation then we are now. Being as he knew most everything about our group and all that. I think you know that." He stared directly into Ethan's eyes so he could see he meant what he said. At the same time hoping the long explanation would deter from the question about him actually killing Zack. Because thats what he truly wanted to avoid.

True_Grave · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **True_Grave** on Sun Jan 17, 2010 4:39 pm

Ethan met Alon's eyes and understood that everything he was telling him was the truth. However, rather unexpectedly, this was not as comforting it normally would have been. Instead, it left a sick feeling in his stomach, and made his eyes harden.
"If Zack wasn't a traitor, then why did you kill him?" he asked, his voice filled with quiet rage.
He pulled one of his pistols out and placed it on the table, a silent way of saying, "I don't want to shoot you, but I will if I have to."
"Zack was like a little brother to me, and I want to know why he had to die."
Ethan's voice had lost the rage, and had instead become so cold that it was like ice. One way or another, he was going to get his answer.

shinigamivixen · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **shinigamivixen** on Sun Jan 17, 2010 4:49 pm

Rayne walked towards the table as she looked at the other two. Her delicate face betrayed no emotion not even the happy go lucky smile she usually wear now there was only a cold emotionless mask. A mask of a person who had already killed their own heart. After witnessing Zack´s death she had made that choice to return to her old self before she had met the others. "What the hell is going on here? Were being herded like dogs 1st Zack whose gonna be next?" She said her voice was deadly serious she wanted to know who they were up against and fast. Though deep inside she wanted nothing more than to break Cornelius neck with her barehands along with half of that organization aswell as Zack´s killer would be a nice bonus since she was literally going out for blood but she knew when to control herself.

Bartholomew · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartholomew** on Sun Jan 17, 2010 5:08 pm

Alon looked down at Ethan's gun. He knew even if he wanted to end this with violence that he was at a clear disadvantage. He's a top ranked sniper. This close there was no way he could swing his weapon around before Ethan got his hands on his. He then looked over at Rayne and Saddeus, letting out a long sigh he saw he was completely backed into a corner.
"Ok. Sorry Rayne and Saddeus but Ethan is right. I am in fact the one who shot Zack." He looked back up at noone inpeticular. "Damn kid." He said softly. It was supposed to be an inner thought but slipped out. "He's not here anymore. Bottom line. If you try to pry into this Ethan. It will only make matters worse." He peered at Ethan. And then thought of a way to escape should Ethan take violent actions.

True_Grave · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **True_Grave** on Sun Jan 17, 2010 5:31 pm

Ethan gave Alon a long, hard look, then sighed and put his gun away.
"Fine, but I do want to know the reason eventually."
He stood up and walked over to a table in the warehouse and placed his hands on it.
"I was able to get some hands on some information while I was away. The man that spotted Alon when he shot his target is named Vladimir Minakarov. He's a top-ranked military man straight out of Russia."

Ethan turned to his friends.
"I don't know the arrangement that got him to come here, but I do know that he's gunning for us. He wants revenge for his friend that Alon killed, as well as to kill us on request of the organization. It was him who organized the strike teams that have been dogging our heels since we left HQ. He was also the one who killed my mentor, Tombstone. For that reason, I want to be the one who takes this asshole out."

He moved the table to the middle of the room and placed chairs at the table for all of them.
"However, Minakarov is an expert strategist. If we're going to have a shot at this guy, we need to come up with a strategy of our own. I figured you could help us out with that one, Rayne," he said as he smiled at her.
His smile soon vanished, however, and he was completely serious. He took a seat and waited for the others to do the same.

Saddeus · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Saddeus** on Mon Jan 18, 2010 12:14 am

Saddeus looked down at the table then up at Alon pulling his mask up slightly over his mouth and then said to Alon."As of right now I dont trust you and i wont listen to you. What ever ethan says I will do. But just know ALon when this is over you and me are gonna have some words about what you did to Zack" he gritted his teeth his scarred flesh showing as he sat down taking his seat.

shinigamivixen · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **shinigamivixen** on Mon Jan 18, 2010 1:02 pm

Rayne glanced at Alon before finally sitting down. She couldnt believe it how could Alon do it?! Why on earth would he kill Zack? Those were the questions running through her head at the moment especially the feeling of wanting to ripped Alon apart but she quickly pushed those thoughts away. It they were going to survive this they needed to worked together. She had heard of Minakarov and he was good but he never really did go against her in the strategic area she was more than willing to out do the bastard. "Alright Ethan leave that part to me." She calmly said before turning her gazed once again to Alon. "Alon right now i have half the mind to ripped you apart but what good would that make? But after this start explaining why you had to kill him...."

Bartholomew · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartholomew** on Mon Jan 18, 2010 3:34 pm

Alon looked at the others in front of him an let out a sigh. "As of right now. I dont owe any explanation to any of you. And as for your strategy Rayne. Even the best plan will be useless for now. We are all great assassins. But thats it. We kill those below us. We all know we aren't ready to actually go head to head with who we can only assume are elite assassins as well. We need a period off. Completely isolate yourself from everyone. Even malice. Work your body until the brink of passing out everyday. In the mean time Rayne can think of a better strategy then the one based on rage that she could muster up now." He looked at his watch then pressed a small hidden button. "Five months. Any longer then that will be pushing it. Then we meet right back here. Then... maybe you'll get the answers behind what happen to Zack." He looked at Saddeus, Ethan and then his eyes got soft as he looked at Rayne. "You'll get your answers regardless of weather you hate me now or not. But don't let that getting in the way of improving yourself." He rose his hand up to his ear and spoke softly to everyone around him. "Don't be late and more importantly don't be dead."

True_Grave · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **True_Grave** on Wed Jan 20, 2010 10:34 pm

Ethan shook his head at Alon and stood up. Like hell he didn't owe them an explanation for killing Zack. Zack was a member of their group, and an integral part at that. Without him, they couldn't have been half as successful as they were. As for the answer, Ethan was not going to play his game. There were others on the street who would know any dirt on Zack, and would be willing to tell him for a price.

However, Alon was right about laying low for a little while. He did not agree that he could not take on Minakarov, but he could use the time to better his plan and hone his skills. Walking out the door, he turned down an alleyway and began moving into the shadows. Minakarov was a dead man, but the question would be getting to him. He knew that he would be able to do so without fail. He would do it for Malice...and for Tombstone.

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