âFor every action, there is a fee to collect.â
This girl has fire in her. The smile only grew a margin depicting his interest. That's good. It will be fun to break her apart. Perhaps, he could start with that mangy mutt of hers. He was pretty sure that he would do the felines a great favor in doing so. "Practice, you say..." He ended his sentence with a thoughtful hum. His eyes did not looked away at her form. He also did not do anything to prevent her from leaving. Actually, he even stepped aside to let her through. But once she had gained a decent distance from him, he spoke once more. "Then, I will have you Stella Iaret as my sparring buddy." He stated it in a manner much like similar to someone discussing the afternoon weather. This was enough to declare that his appearance before her was not a simple stranger passing by. It was done with purpose and design.
He began to walk towards her. Each step he makes seemed to create a resounding echo from the puddles created by the rain. "You know..." He stopped exactly behind her and positioned his mouth awfully close to her ear. "I like you, so I'll kill you now." He did decide earlier that he preferred a dead object. It is less the hassle and more siesta time for him. The sound of a metal sliding out of a scabbard could be heard. It resembled that of a bell foretelling the start of a mass. His intention was very clear as the brightest of days. The blade within his hand was to pierce her heart. However, its angle changed in a split second as the sound of metals ringing reverberated. His eyes of orange narrowed with warning. The scent of danger now hanged with great intensity.
âInterruptions had always been unwelcome.â
Based on the information given, his target would be around the residential district. He had checked the schedule ahead and even created a situation which would provide his target to be a bit late than necessary. Upon his arrival, Crux did not bother himself with the rain created by the fabrics of technology and the convenience of time. It was inconsequential to him. He walked through the empty streets as he blended perfectly with the dreary scenery around him. As he located his mission, he found something which he was not particularly fond of. There was another person with the target. It would have been fine if it was nothing more but a mere civilian. But, it was apparent that was not the case as the gleam of a sword caught his eye. Without a moment's hesitation, he fired his gun.
A whistle meshed with the melody of the falling rain. "Another player, huh." Those eyes of orange glittered with curiosity and a sense of entertainment. It could also be seen in his smile. He was rather enjoying this confrontation. The bullet was actually going straight for Stella. By instinct, he had blocked it as he has a great distaste for someone else taking the credit. Furthermore, he wanted the money. "Change of plans, Star." He stated with a playful wink thrown her way. But after doing so, a barrage of bullets rained upon them. Clearly, there was no regard of causing a ruckus. It was quite dark. There was no question about it. The shooter was nowhere in sight. He never had troubles seeing in the black. So, it would be a good estimate that whoever was shooting was at quite the distance. In any case, he managed to block some of the bullets.
As for the others, he used the natural architecture around them to block it. There were some opportunities when he threw some of his knives. Of course in the process, he had already grabbed hold of Stella, or rather he was toting her like a sack of potatoes. There was no way he was going to lose his money over to someone who is a coward by using guns. He continued to run using the structures as a cover. Adding to that, he was also relying on his intuition. It never failed him before. "This is going to be a bumpy ride." He noted especially towards the package in his arm. Managing to find a break in the attack, he took out his communicator. He raised an eyebrow. "The network has been locked down. Impressive." However, there is a slither of a smile much like that of a snake.
"Not good enough though." Within a few seconds, the alarms were blaring which signified the coming of the police. He liked that.
There were no intelligence about another interested party being involved. One thought going through his mind, there had been a leak. He would have to clean that up. In any case, he focused on the current situation before him. The stranger was rather proficient in a battle. This much he could say based on how the person moves and reacts to his attacks. He even had to dodge some of the knives thrown in his way. It made him wonder if this certain individual have implants to see him since he was certain that with cloak of the night and his distance, he would be undetectable physically. Perhaps, a great sense of trajectory, but they were all just mere assumptions based on his observations.
Crux continued to release a succession of shots. He must not allow his mission to get out of this place alive and as for the company, killed as well. However, they were resilient. However, his momentum was shattered when the sounds of alarm came back. He had locked the network access and isolated the frequency to his own. Now, he was sure that unknown is a professional. He would have to withdraw as his involvement must never be known as indicated in his mission objectives. He walked away from the scene before anyone could notice his presence. Some of the residents were already coming out of their houses or peeking from the windows to see what was happening.
In his opinion, he does not like it.
"It seems you're more worth it alive." He stated as he had managed to get far from the imapct zone as he liked to call it. Of course, Stella will be positioned on his shoulder. "I'll have you accompany me for a while." He stated with a rather confident grin, before looking around them. It seemed there was something missing. "Where is that overgrown mutt of yours?"
A good question.
"There had been complications." Crux stated while driving his hovercraft. He was talking through an earpiece. "If that is your wish. I understand, Sir." His eyes then drifted towards his passenger at the backseat. "I will pick it up and then find them." He ended the call. It seemed he would have a companion from now. He then looked forward once again. "Let us go and find your owner." His passenger was nothing else but a wolfhound.