|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 5:03 pm
Matt keeps glancing at the young woman, who gave him the shivers, and each time he looked at her, she was staring back.
He sighed when he buckled up his seat belt, the plane sinking below th clouds and began it's descent to the ground below, green grass blinding against his eyes, he was too used to the city's gloom and grey wetness.
When the plane finally set down, he hurried with his seat belt and hurried off, not having any bags with him, he made it off faster then anyone else, the woman getting stuck behind multiple tourists.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:30 pm
Emma flinches,
"Fine fine, just put that thing down,' she asks, her shoulder tingling reminding her of the last gun shot she'd experienced. He lowers it slowly,
"I'll be back for you in the morning," He says coldly, "Bring something 'suitable' for your job alright?" She roll her eyes knowing what that meant in code, 'bring something sexy'.
"Fine." she replies as he exits the same way he came. She sighs,
"Great, I'm someone's hoe now," she mumbles to herself. Then she wheels to her closet picking out an identical suit she had ruined only days before with Matt. She looks at it, it bringing back memories she flinched and put it back,
"I'll bring that I guess.," she mumbled. She sighs realizing she's doing something she'd wish she didn't have to. She never thought she'd sink this low, but business is business. Cathy came back around 10 that night to Emma sleeping, she left a note 'Be back tomorrow afternoon See you Then'. Emma wakes up and smiles,
"I wish Cath."
As promised the Man came for her and smiled at her outfit saying it was perfect. She was rolled to the main building to be introduced to the main Mob boss, Jared. For the first two weeks she was trained to be a better killer than ever, regaining her strength, learning to clumb sides of buildings again and to go completely numb, No emotions besides the lust for blood left in her mind. Jared after her first two weeks grown to liek her, she became her #1 Killer. He awarded her by giving her a fancy Apartment and anythign she wanted in jewels. Then she turned into somethgn ugly soemthing she swore she'd never be. The first time it happened, she was discusted she went to ther apartment and cried herself to sleep for weeks. Finally It became appartment, there was nothing she could do, she gave in letting him do whatever he please with her, or else she'd be dead.
She cursed as people got in front of her letting her lose sight of him,
"Move!" she yelled at them, they all looked at her and moved as she stared at them violently. Then she caught sight of someone else, her boss.
"Tracy, where is he?" he asks, knowing she lost him.
"He was just here sir, I'll find him." she said angrily. The boss chuckled,
"Fine Fine, you might want to turn around." Just as he said that she turned around to see Matt walking bruskly right behind her. She smiles,
"Thank you Sir," and she walked quietly behind him.
|
|
|
|
|
|
B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:34 pm
OoC: I'll let you finish your post before I post, ok?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 8:58 am
|
B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 5:28 pm
Matt walks quickly out of the airport, and go a car garage that he owns, picking out a fast, black, sleek car, he picks out the keys and gets in and sets out, not looking back. He didn't want to the see her again, she just gave him the creeps, and that was saying something, he was an assassin.
Suddenly, the wheel of the car jerked below him, gave a blast of loud air, and swerved the car off the road. He had been going pretty fast, so the car sped from the road, crashing through trees, then finally flipping about three times, landing on the roof.
Matt was squished against the roof, his forehead and arm bleeding, his left leg trapped.
His heart squeezed in panic, which he hadn't felt for a long time, as he heard a car door slam from just a few yards away and heels click on the pavement.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 5:51 pm
She smirked as her plan worked,
"Too easy," she mumbles to herself. She gets out of her car and walks over slowly chuckling to herself. She put her hands on her trench coat and stood next to the car and bent over staring Matt in the face,
"You a little stuck there Mm?" she says sarcastically. Then She leans inside the car an inch from his face,
"You.. Will... Pay.." She hissed.
|
|
|
|
|
|
B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 5:55 pm
Matt winced as he tried to back out of the car. The scent of gasoline quenched his throat, and he felt the buzz of the car, it still being on.
"Are you too cowardly to face me that you had to crash my car?" He spat, clenching his jaw as glass bit into his leg, the one trapped still.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 5:59 pm
She chuckled,
"Mmm.. I wish," she walked over to the other side closest to Matt and pulled him out, the glass cuting a deep wound into the side of his leg. She grabbed his coat and pushed him up against a tree, stabbihng him in the arm, and slapping him across the face,
"Stupid boy, you took on too much when destroying that whole Assassins base," She says her eyes tearing ever so slightly reminding her of her husband.
|
|
|
|
|
|
B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:03 pm
Matt held back his yelp of pain, not wanting to give this woman what she wanted. To have him beg for his life.
Warm blood spilled from his leg and arm, his cheek stinging angrily.
"And what exactly did I take from you?" He spat, leaning forward, a sign that basically said he wasn't afriad of her, although he really was.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:06 pm
She looks at him, tears running from her face,
"What'd you take from me, What'd you take from me!?" She screamed, slashing in his other uninnjured leg.
"You took my husband," she said in a deathy tone. She smriked through her tears,
"and I just can't let you get away with that now can I?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:10 pm
Matt flinched, blood pooling around his feet.
He snatched her throat in one of his hands, and lurched forward, ripping the blade from the tree, it still stuck in his shoulder.
He slammed her back up against a tree behind her, small branches cutting into her back.
"It wasn't my fault, little miss priss," he growled, getting tired of her already.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:34 pm
She grabs his arm her nails ripping into his arm,
"and how exataly wasnt it your fault?" She choked out. Grabbing snother knife from her trench coat she stabbed him in the other shoulder twisting the blade,
"Tell me!?" she yelled.
|
|
|
|
|
|
B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:39 pm
Matt cries out, steps back and trips over a branch, landing hard on his back, the young woman following with a yelp, the knife getting stabbed even further, until the point was sticking out of his back.
"They kept trying to kill me!" He hissed through the pain. Twisting quickly, he pins her down on the forest floor, his knees on her wrists.
He reached up and pulled out the knives. He holds himself up, his hand beside her head.
"And what would you do, if you kept getting death threats from someone?" He hissed, his breath labored.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:44 pm
She looks up at him,
"What would you do if the love of your life was killed?" She asks in return.
"Revenge," she says answering her own question,"But of course, someone as cold as you wouldn't know what that feels like hmm?" she says again getting angry.
|
|
|
|
|
|
B3autiful_trag3dy Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:48 pm
Matt clenches his jaw.
"You would think." He replies. He leans down so that his nose almost touches hers, one of the knives' from his shoulders against her collarbone.
"Then maybe you should join the love of your life," he says coldly, stroking her neck with his fingertips before moving the knife to the same place, running the tip harmlessly across the skin, as though pondering her life.
"Just tell me the word, and I can end it for you," he says.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
