The Misfit Assassins » Places

         As Travis mopped up the scattered brains and blood off of the once stainless white floor, Draco plopped back down into his chair putting on a puzzled look " My compation should know from the bread baskets I send them, that blood shed is not the path I like to take ironically enough I am in the business of weapons" Not showing any attentiveness to Draco's speech Travis continued to do as he was told, and after tossing the last body like a sack of potato's he saluted Draco. "Sir, the task was compleated to your liking. The bodies were disposed of and the room is cleaned, am I requested for further service my lord" Travis said standing at attencion paying close mind to Draco expression, kneeling because of his blank expression. "You are fine boy, go get ready for the cities meeting later dress very nicely." Draco spoke softly and kindly, and with that Travis took off leaving the sweet. The boy wasn't anywhere close to being in the right mental state he was brought up from a young age to be a killer, hunter, and warrior, dawning Draco's uprising Travis was the first assassin sent to kill him. Ill informed and Ill trained, Travis attempted to poison Draco which ended in failure due to Dracos immunity. Afterwords Travis went for the kill attempting to stab Draco in the heart, which also failed but this time the outcome would be devastating. Draco broke Travis's neck in nine places, then later taking him in for inhumane medical testing making him completely obedient and giving him the same mutations as Draco.

Standing up from the chair Draco snatched up the carrying case and stormed out the door heading for the limo that awaited outside. Climbing in sitting opposite from Travis and yawning as he shut the door and commanded the chauffeur to start driving. Cycling through the contacts on his smart phone he selected his "Contractor" and called. On the other line a digitally enhanced voice spoke "The bird was got sick and died...The toad croaked and died...ding dong the main is dead...DRACO is... alive... Sir their is no assassination contracts left on your head although the leader of that organization you ordered dead, his lieutenants might come after you now. That is all" With a sigh Draco hung up the phone and smiled another day of life he though, another day I have to kill to survive...