A Tool's Rebellion

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Assassins and Killers have become the main tool on combat and war. Instead of fighting themselves, hired killers do it. But what happens when one decides to not be a "tool" anymore?

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Setting: Shade City2011-01-11 06:37:01, as written by Oblivian
After catching his breath abit from his escape, Jax walked toward a Motel jsut down the stree from the alley he was at. Entering the doors, soaking wet, he walked up to the desk and rang the bell. An old man came out from behind the back room, "Why hello, are you here for a room?" Jax nods, dropping a pile of money on the desk that he had saved from gathering targets for awhile now. "I just wish to stay for awhile, you can keep what ever is left over from the pay." The old man looked amazed as he grabbed the money, "Why of course!" Handing Jax the key to a room as he counted the cash. Not even waiting him to finishing counting, Jax just went toward his room as he locked the door and dropped onto the bed. "....so this is it....First step done.." Placing his hands behind his head as he relaxed abit for the first time today.

As the assassins were called into the breifing room, a large screen activated as the silouet of a man on a chair is seen. "Attention all assassins. One of your fellow men, Jax Reaper, a skilled assassins that was climbing the ranks, has escaped just now. He has developed a belief that he has a better life outside this company. We all of course know better then that. So we are to hunt him down and stop his fake belief. Each of you will be given a chance to hunt him down if the last ones fail to catch him. You will be contacted directly in your quarters. Are there any questions?" The head man asked to the assassins, not waiting to long as he quickly spoke agian. "No? good....you are all dismissed..." The screen turning off.