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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Owner: Oblivian
Game Masters: Oblivian
Tags: , action fighting, assassins, killers, mature, rebelion, violence, war (Add Tags »)

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Annette, sat in the back of the room watching the announcement in silence. Her face was emotionless, her eyes glazed over, a typical look for her everyday life. She slowly got up with the rest of the group blending in with the crowd. Her long flame looking hair was the only thing that made her stand out. Try to find Jax?, pfft what is the point?, why the hell does it matter, hes gone so who cares. Why do we have to track him down and bring him back? What does Carnage want from him?, She argued to herself. Annette wasn't ignorant or naive, she wouldn't turn her back on Carnage yet she wasn't a mindless killing machine she sure as hell questioned about this company. She never question out loud, only to herself. She was slowly walking to her room, her head looking down at her feet watching them lift up from the ground and taking a step forward. She replayed what had just happened over and over again in her head. Free......hmm maybe not yet with Carnage following him, theres not really much he can do hes just one guy. So why not let him go? She walked into her room she grabbed her sword of the table heading towards the window. Her red eyes scanned the outside buildings, her hands gripped tightly around the sword. Annette is a ninja, silent, lurking in shadows, not to be seen, being tricky, not being able to be tracked. It was her specialty, a run away would try to do the same thing. "Guess I just have to follow orders," she said.