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IC: Wraith walked along the road, lights shining dimly. His long black cloak fluttered behind him as he walked. He looked like some old nostalgic extract from a black and white film. He had a knife tucked into his belt, sheathed in black cloth. He was wearing black leather gloves, black boots and a mask covering his face. He had a hood thrown up over his head. He saw someone ahead and ducked into a shadowy alley and pulled out his knife. It was a woman.

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Danielle McAlpine had a very bad day. Her professor refused to give her an extension on a term paper; there were two exams tomorrow; she missed the last bus; and she and her boyfriend had another of those fights. Argh. Damn Bryce. He had already committed to helping her out this time, but no, she had to wait for him, only to discover that he went out and got drunk with his friends. Now, not only would she work by herself, she would also have to walk to the next nearest bus stop.

She looked at her watch. 12:07 AM. The next bus she had to catch will come at 12:15. She sighted the bus stop on the horizon, and began to walk quickly though the deserted streets, anxious to get home.

Kelly Marks was sitting in her room it was a hot evening, she was dressed in leather, she was a night hunter, the cigarette smoke blurred her vision behind her big sunglasses, she held the sniper rifle patiently....

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IC: Wraith exited the alley and began walking towards the woman. He had the hand with the knife hidden under his cloak. When he got nearer the woman, he sped up slightly. Finally, when he got close enough, he dashed forward, put his arm around the woman's neck and dragged her back into an alley. He angled his knife so it was ready to plunge into her neck. He clamped his gloved hand over her mouth.

"Hello madam. My name is Wraith." He moved the knife down so it just broke the skin and a small trickle of blood ran down the woman's neck. A faint green sheen was on the blade.
"My dear woman, this is the poison of the Medusa spider and Golden Dart Frog. It is diluted, but your body will still be paralyzed from the waist down. As for the frog venom, that will kill you in mere minutes." Under the mask Wraith grinned wildly.
"Goodbye." He drove the knife into her shoulders and fled.

Kelly sat still, she always had a sense of lust in her eyes, she would often use it to allure her targets..... she lit up another cigarette humming a song to herself.

--snip--
Danielle felt the cold metal blade bite into her shoulder. She was scared. So scared that she didn't even dare to speak or run.

For a moment she stood in shock, doing nothing but stare at the knife on her bare shoulder.

Then the fact hit her.

Fuck. She was mugged. She looked around for somebody who might have seen the crime, but there was nobody. Call for help. Now.

She wanted to scream, but she caught sight of the phone booth 50 meters down the road. She started to dash for the phone booth and call for help, but her legs buckled down at the first five steps. She fell slumped in the pavement, her things and books scattered all over the sidewalk. She couldn't move her legs, no matter how much exhortation her mind does.

Her fall drove the knife further into her shoulder. Blood flowed more profusely and started to pool on the sidewalk. She clenched her teeth at the pain. Go on. Don't stop.

She crawled towards the phone booth with difficulty, leaving a trail of red blood. She lifted her head up, gazing at the distance, her eyes fixed on the phone booth.

The phone booth suddenly swayed... or did it? The world suddenly became blurry, looking like a foggy morning... A car came past, and for a moment it looked as if it would fall out of the road and swerve towards her. She nearly screamed in horror but instead of a scream, a stream of vomitus came out of her mouth. The world spun wildly, everything swayed violently. And then she passed out.

(OOC: Sorry if this sounds incoherent. Tell me if I need to revise.;) )

OOC: No, it's good.
The Templarian Chronicle

WOMAN MURDERED!

Today in the city of St. Alean, a woman was found murdered. A knife was found embedded in her shoulder and she seemed to have dragged herself out of a nearby alley. The knife was examined by forensics expert, and apparently carried traces of two deadly animal venoms. The Home Office has issued a full investigation.

In the Shadow Councils chamber...
"Gentlemen, this is not your average murder or mugging. These venoms are not native to this country or any of the surrounding. What do you advise you do?"
"I suggest we contact the assassin's guild and foreign agencies to help us in the investigation."
"Agreed."

OOC: Killyshoots!

Kelly could smell blood, she walked around the corner and saw the crime scene, she knew it was all going on, but she couldnt stop it.

She walked around the corner and carried on her way...


OOC: how can i carry on...like our two characters meet or something

Wraith saw someone. Another woman, walking right past the crime scene.
This one is strange... Leather, the look of a killer... He pulled his hood down over his masked and bumped into the woman. He slipped a small black, bloodstained gem into the womans pocket. "Excuse me, madam." He continued walking.

Kelly smelt something, the smell of satisfaction and paranoia.
'excuse me sir...' she said, she pushed her hood back and her long black hair swooshed around her like in the shampoo adverts.
'I believe this is yours' she said holding the gem out. She had a satisfied look on her face, her expression was....lustful....and desiring..

Wraith smiled under his mask. I knew it...
Without turning around, he spoke. "It's fine, madam. You just hold onto that. You may need it." He continued on walking.

OOC: iv added u on msn

Kelly turned and walked she shook her head, she looked down she walked her hips swayed gently, she walked back to her apartment she put the gem on the window and looked at it.

'what is it for....' she said under her breath. She then jumped as her cat jumped onto the table...she lit up and looked out to the city through the thick cigarette smoke.

Teatime entered the room. Inside it was dark and filled with ciggerate smoke and cold, suited men. Teatime sat down, brushing his raven black hair out of his dark green eyes. "You contacted the Assassin's Guild of Xiscapia. You have the best Assassin in the world. State your contract and target information. Then we will discuss my payment."
OOC: Cue for goverment RPer.

"You are Mr. Teatime? I'm sure you have seen the stories about the murders? Being only one murder as of yet, we normally would not contract Assassins... But the victim was killed with foreign animal venom. The said venom belonged to an animal not found in any of our nations zoos, jungles or even the surrounding nations. Also, we found this on the corpse..." He placed a small clear bag on the table, with a small, black, bloodstained gem inside it. "It could just be a coincidence, but it is a very rare gem. It's black diamond." The official cleared his throat. "The target is the murderer. We don't know his face, because he wears a distinctive mask. It looks like this painting." He pressed a button on the table and a screen behind him lit up. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:The_Scream.jpg) "He looks like the screamer in that painting. The payment will be 1o thousand black credits. Do you accept?"

John Knight was a 29 year old former G.H.O.S.T operative. he was on leave and he had heard of the murders. John's mother was murdered, and he wasnt gonna let more people die.

Wraith walked over the roof tops, searching for a new victim. The place was a bit too crowded to drop down and attack. He crouched down on the edge of the roof, idly kicking the wall.

Teatime looked idely over the painting. "Hmm...yes, make it 12,000 black credits and we have a deal. Am I authorized to use any force neccissary? It's more fun that way. By the way, my name is pronounced Te-ah-tim-eh, not "Teatime."

Teatime looked idely over the painting. "Hmm...yes, make it 12,000 black credits and we have a deal. Am I authorized to use any force neccissary? It's more fun that way. By the way, my name is pronounced Te-ah-tim-eh, not "Teatime."

"Teahtimeh. Got it. 12,000 it is. However, we must as that you refrain from using any explosives or full automatic weapons. Apart from that, any means necessary." The official nodded.

Kelly was still looking at the gem.

It was night, outside looked like from a black and white movie, she dressed in her black trousers, white top and long leather coat. She hit the floor from her window, pushed her long hair aside and walked up the street.

Wraith was still on the roof when he saw the woman he gave the gem too.
There's no one else yet... She does have a gem... I'll keep a watch on her... Wraith stood up from the roof, and began to shadow the gem-carrying woman.

Kelly turned her eyes turned from deep warm hazel to grey.
'I see you up there....come down here' she said

Kelly turned her eyes turned from deep warm hazel to grey.
'I see you up there....come down here' she said

Kelly turned her eyes turned from deep warm hazel to grey.
'I see you up there....come down here' she said

Wraith crouched on the roof and stared at the woman.
"For what purpose, exactly?"

'we need to talk' she said simply, inspecting her nails, as her coat blew in the wind, a dagger was tucked in her belt

'we need to talk' she said simply, inspecting her nails, as her coat blew in the wind, a dagger was tucked in her belt

Wraith climbed down a fire escape and hung from the ladder, holding his dagger underhand. "If you want to talk, talk from there."

She didnt want to talk so publicly.

'men....'she hissed under her breath, she walked to where he was.

'this gem...what does it do?' she asked, her soft hair blowing in the wind, her eyes warm with sorrow behind them.

She didnt want to talk so publicly.

'men....'she hissed under her breath, she walked to where he was.

'this gem...what does it do?' she asked, her soft hair blowing in the wind, her eyes warm with sorrow behind them.

Wraith chuckled.
"Oh, you'll find out soon enough, madam. You'll find out soon enough. Now if that is all you have to say..."

He soft hair blew against his face, for once she looked a little vulnerable.

Wraith grinned.
"Scared madam? You ought to be." He glanced to the right.
"Tell me... You walked right past the last crime scene." He climbed back up the ladder.
"Will you walk past this one?" He ran over to the other side of roof. He had spotted his next target.

she glared at him.

'You are not going to kill anymore' she said, she followed him over the roof.

She watched his target. She grabbed his arm.

'don't....'

she glared at him.

'You are not going to kill anymore' she said, she followed him over the roof.

She watched his target. She grabbed his arm.

'don't....'

Wraith turned and stared at Kelly. Then at his arm. Then at Kelly.
"What in the hell are you doing?" He tightened his grip on his dagger.

She didnt say anything, her grip was like iron.
'I might be small, but im strong' she said, she pushed him over and weighed him down.

She didnt say anything, her grip was like iron.
'I might be small, but im strong' she said, she pushed him over and weighed him down.

He was surprised for a minute at the woman, then he grimaced under his mask. He flipped his dagger around in his hand.
"You know, you could make a target too." He snarled.

'I know......' she said, placing her knee up to his groin.
'I gotta pretty good target to hit at the minute' she said, she leapt off of him.

Wraith kicked up from the roof and dropped down the fire escape again, landing behind his target. He put his dagger to her neck and poured a small vial over it's blade. He smiled under the mask and drove the dagger in. "Guess you didn't stop me!" He laughed manically then sped of into an alley.

Kelly saw this from the fire ladder, she swung down and ran after him.
she backed him against the wall.

She swung a left hook right into his jaw.

Wraith fell backwards at the punch then took another dagger out of his belt and flung it towards Kelly. He then began to run again, taking another dagger from his belt.

"Very well." said Teatime. "You will hear back from me when I have the killer's body. He turned and exited. Out on the street he took a cab over to where the women had been killed a few days ago. Yellow crime scene tape was still around the area, but no evidence or signs remained of the struggle aside from a chalk outline. Teatime stood quietly in the gray afternoon, thinking. He made his way up the street, humming softly to himself. Up ahead he heard voices, a clang, and someone running. He came around the corner just in time to see his target run down an alleyway away from a women. Teatime ran down the alley after him.

Wraith turned. Another one! He sped up, taking another vial out and uncorking it.

Kelly threw a circular dagger towards him.
'stop......' she said, she had nearly caught up with him.

Wraith ducked under the arc of the dagger, but it caught him on the top of his shoulder. He swore and kept running.

Kelly slowed down, her lungs ached, she rubbed her stomach.
'I should stop doing this in a few months'

Teamtime kept going, following his bleeding target with long strides. He fished into his coat pocket and brought out a pistol. It was a SIG Sauer, the most powerful handgun in the world. He cocked in and began firing at Wrath.

Kelly heard the gun shots and stuck to the wall.

Bullets whistled past Wraith and impacted into the walls and ground around him. He ran into the street on the other side of the alley, the looked around and kicked someone off their motorcycle. He started the engine with the man's key then began to drive away as fast as the cycle could go.

Teatime got to the end of the alley and saw Wrath riding away on a motercycle. He kicked a driver out of his taxi, throwing a wad of money at the man, and sped of in pursuit. The driver stared in disbelief at the money in his hands. 3,243 dollers? he thought. Yes! Then he phoned the police to report that his taxi had been stolen.

Kelly sighed, she sat down trying to get breath, she tied her long hair up and took some cigarettes out, she apologised to her belly.
'sorry...I promise ill quit soon...cant have you being an addict'

Wraith looked around and saw the assassin following him in a taxi. He swore and suddenly swung the bike around and drove it down a narrow alley. He jumped from the seat and grabbed onto the ladder of the fire escape. He scaled it, hopefully before the assassin could stop the car and try to catch him.

Kelly saw the motorcycle come past, there was a tree next to the bench with some fallen twigs and branches due to the wind, she picked one up and hurled it at the front wheel of the bike.

OOC: You realize a twig isn't going to do anything>?
IC: Teatime said an unprintable word as his quarry suddenly swung down a alley too big for the taxi. He stopped the car, jumped out, and began firing his gun until it was empty at the climbing figure. He ejected the spent magazine from his gun and jammed in another, and resumed firing.

He hauled himself up to the roof, taking a wound in the same shoulder from the hail of bullets, and began to jump over the roofs that led to his safehouse.

Teatime holstered his weapon and scaled the fire escape, following Wrath. "Your not getting away that easily." he muttered, getting to the roof and jumping across rooftops, trying to catch up with the murderer.

Wraith had reached his safehouse when he looked around and saw the assassin following him. He swore and ran into his safehouse, bolting and locking it's metal door. He walked to a small lump on the floor, covered by a cloth. He took the cloth off and crouched.
"M14..... M2! He picked up the gun, strapped some ammo to his thigh, kicked open the door, dropped down to the floor and opened fire on the assassin.

Bullets flew around his as Teatime dove for cover behind an air conditionar. He snaked his hand around the box and fired with his SIG. 7 shots, then he put his gun away and took out two Uzis. He crotched and then came up quickly, firing both Uzi's at the target.
OOC: I got to go, be on later.

Wraith rolled away from the gun, avoiding the shower of bullets from the uzi. His mask fell slightly, and he struggled to get back on as he ran towards the side of the roof.

Teatime rolled out of cover and lifted both Uzis, emtying their clips at Wrath.

One of the uzi's bullets cut straight through Wraith's mask, making it fly out of his hands and float down towards the pavement below him. He yelped and jumped down after, landing in a large dustbin. He lept out of it, caught his mask and began to run again, trying to put it back on.

Agent Allison Rutledge drove through the streets of St. Alean. She had been sent by the F.B.I to investigate a killer who had been praying on women in the area, the F.B.I thought the murders to be linked therefore it quite possible a serial killer had struck. Allison stopped at a red light and waited patiently, low chatter on the scanner in the goverment F.B.I Suburban was all that could be heard then somthing sounded like gunfire in the distance...

Allison turned the scanner completely down and rolled down the window listening closely...

What the hell...

There was a pause as she sat there letting the vehicle idle, then automatic fire could be heard in the distance...

Oh my god..

She stomped on the gas, turned down the side street with her red and blues flashing...

As she floored it towards the sound she seen a lone figure running in the distance and sped up, picking up the radio she spoke...

"This is Goverment unit E-60, turing off of (Insert street name here**), on to (Name here), shots have been fired, automatic gunfire, requesting backup!"

The Suburbans engine roared and the dark figure in the distance was caught in her headlights..

OOC: Sorry for the late arrival, had alot going on...

Wraith saw the car speeding towards him. He looked around.
Gotta hide... Gotta heal...
He ran towards a block of flats, as fast as he could.

Teatime leaped of the building, hitting a car on his way down and rolling off. He got up and raced after the man on foot, getting tired now. This chase had better end soon...

Allie slammed on the brakes and the SUV wipped around,

What the hell was that!

A man had jumped off a building onto the roof of the Suburban and took off after the man who she had in her sights first, he had guns. Allison hopped out of the vehicle with her Glock.18 gripped tightly, her adrenaline rushed as she called out...

"FBI! hold it or i'll shoot you!"

She steadily held the weapon out in front of her...

"Goddamnit women, the murderer is getting away! Give me a ride, we can catch him if we hurry!"

"Goddamnit women, the murderer is getting away! Give me a ride, we can catch him if we hurry!"


Allison moved closer holding the weapon steady,

"DROP YOUR WEAPONS AND GET THE FUCK ON THE GROUND, NOW!"

She looked down the top of her gun aimed directly for the mans middle, he had said somthing but she wasn't listening at this time..there was a man with two Uzi's standing in front of her...

Wraith ran inside the apartment block and sped up the stairs. Kicking through one of the doors, he ran inside the house, punching the owner square in the stomach. As the owner doubled over on the floor, Wraith tore up her kitchen.
"Come on there has to be some.... Yes!" He took out a pack of straws, taking one out and pocketing the rest of the pack. He then found some masking tape and wrapped almost an entire roll around it.
"Good." He jumped out the window and dived into the river below.

Teatime dropped his Uzis. Rule #1 of being a payed Assassin: No target is worth your life. Teatime slowly got onto the ground. He couldn't let himself be jailed. He had a target to catch.
OOC: Are assassins legal in this country? Will I be imprisoned if they find out I'm a payed killer?

Teatime dropped his Uzis. Rule #1 of being a payed Assassin: No target is worth your life. Teatime slowly got onto the ground. He couldn't let himself be jailed. He had a target to catch.
OOC: Are assassins legal in this country? Will I be imprisoned if they find out I'm a payed killer?

OOC: Only legal for the Government, so no, Teatime won't get jailed.

"Mrs." Teatime said calmly, "I am an assassin being payed by the goverment to kill that man. You are in my way. Move or suffer the consequences."

"Mrs." Teatime said calmly, "I am an assassin being payed by the goverment to kill that man. You are in my way. Move or suffer the consequences."

Allison moved slightly closer keeping her weapon trained on the man who now layed in the middle of the street, the red and blues from her SUV flashed, she moved out in front of the Suburban directly in it's headlights....

"Spread your legs out and reach as far as you can in front of you NOW!"

She carefully approached,

"If what you say is true where are your credentials cowboy, don't move a muscle!"

Allison stood behind him afew feet waiting for his responce....

Teatime did so, feel humiliated but not wishing to be shot. "Left coat pocket, my contract and weapons permits, from the Shadow Council themselves."

Teatime did so, feel humiliated but not wishing to be shot. "Left coat pocket, my contract and weapons permits, from the Shadow Council themselves."

Agent Rutledge knelt down carefully removing documents from the mans pockets then stepped back, she held them in the light to see that he was telling the truth, Allison lowered her weapon..stood there breifly and stuttered..

"Ge..get up! get up!"

She stood there holding her pistol in one hand, the mans credentials in the other unsure of what to do now...

That man was the killer...and she was the cause of his escape..

"You let him escape." Teatime said coldly. "Now he may kill again. My documents, please?" he said, holding out his hand.

"You let him escape." Teatime said coldly. "Now he may kill again. My documents, please?" he said, holding out his hand.

Allison placed the credentials in his out reached hand and looked at him,

"I..i didn't know...so much shooting..and...."

She paused then continued not looking back in the mans face,

"What now?"

Sirins could be heard in the background...

"Chances are he's far away from here by now. We'll just have to keep searching until we can find him."

Wraith climbed out of the river and looked around. Where the hell am I? He saw a sign, River Street. He sat down by the side of a tree and checked out the damage he had took.

One bullet exit wound in the right shoulder, slash from that dagger in the same shoulder, dislocated arm. He'd have to find somewhere to rest...

((OOC: I'll be gone for two weeks and I don't think I'll be able to access a computer, so this threads probably going to be inactive for the next two weeks.))

(((OOC: OK, I'm back from holidays.)))

5 months later...

The cover of the Templarian Herald
STREETS CLEANED

The streets of St. Alean have been free from crime for the last months, due to the heroic action of the Peacekeeper forces. The serial killer, who killed 3 during his week long spree before he was killed by Peacekeepers, and the mafia families in the city have been captured or killed. This is a testament to the skill and bravery-

Wraith folded the newspaper. He grinned under his newly repaired mask and flexed his healed arm. He stood up and left his safehouse to find a new target...

"Damnit!" Teatime threw down the newspaper in fury. Since that idiotic FBI women had stopped him from killing his target, Wraith's trail had gone cold. Teatime had been searching unsussecfully for him for over five months with no luck. This had been by far the longest time he had ever spent trying to kill a target. The pay, while not enormous and not usually having been worth his time, was good. All his expenses were payed in this country. He had come here to try to avoid some bounty hunters who had been after him for the 200,000 doller bounty on his head. By now they had likely given up, because the bounty was now lowered to a mere 10,000, not enough for any experienced bounty hunter to try to come after him. The price lowering was likely because of the deaths of the first three bounty hunters who had tryed to bring him in. Bounty hunters, good ones anyway, don't come cheap. Anyway, it was about safe for him to come back to the assassin buissiness first. However, it was a matter of honor for Teatime to kill his target. None of his targets had ever gotten away. He got up and walked out of the coffee shop he was on. Time to get tracking again...

Wraith smiled.
Another kill, he thought, let them know I'm back...

An hour later, another body was found murdered by a poisoned knife by Police Forces. The hunt was fully back on.

"Women found dead in park!" screamed the headlines. Teatime threw down the paper. Time to get to buissiness. He jogged along to the scene of the crime. Police cars and yellow tape surronded the area. Detectives and police officers could be seen, walking around, checking the ground, talking. Teatime smiled. The hunt was on again.
OOC: Glad to see this thing isn't dead. You're guy will either have to make an apperance or leave some kind of trackable evidence at the scene of the crime.

Kelly read the papers, she looked over to the cot and smiled, she was ready to get back at this man now she was free of burden, she got changed, lit a cigarette and got in her black old corvette.

OOC: My guy always leaves a small black gem on the bodies, its his mark so the postmortem inspection would find that.

OOC- sorry i havent been active on this thread. but i'm back

IC
Thomas Knight had been a mess since Ingram was killed, but his job was still to kill wraith. he had just finished reading the paper about another murder. he walked into the alley hoping to see wraith...

Wraith stood on a roof. He could see all the people tracking him from here.
The assassin, the leather clad killer. He smiled and dropped down. He was dressed in a hoodie and denim jeans with a rucksack on his back. He walked up behind a woman in a an alley, pretending to be a beggar.
"Change, madam?" He walked forward towards her, then stabbed the knife into her stomach. He smiled and walked away, leaving the woman bleeding on the ground.

Just down that same alley, a homeless woman had been searching the dumpster. She heard a man ask a woman for change. Probably a beggar, she thought to herself. Then, she heard a scream. She then stopped digging through the garbage, and looked down the alley. A man, dressed in denim jeans and with a knife in his hand, with red blood trickling down the knife and his hand, was looking straight at her. She froze, then screamed. Although she was homeless, she truly valued her life, despite her issues. So, seeing the man come closer and closer to her, even through the unbelievably thick fog that covered the entire city, she ran for her life. Down this alley and up the next, she ran, the murderer pursuing her with every frightened leap she made.

Just down that same alley, a homeless woman had been searching the dumpster. She heard a man ask a woman for change. Probably a beggar, she thought to herself. Then, she heard a scream. She then stopped digging through the garbage, and looked down the alley. A man, dressed in denim jeans and with a knife in his hand, with red blood trickling down the knife and his hand, was looking straight at her. She froze, then screamed. Although she was homeless, she truly valued her life, despite her issues. So, seeing the man come closer and closer to her, even through the unbelievably thick fog that covered the entire city, she ran for her life. Down this alley and up the next, she ran, the murderer pursuing her with every frightened leap she made.

(((OOC: You need to post in the sign-up first.)))

Wraith stood on a roof. He could see all the people tracking him from here.
The assassin, the leather clad killer. He smiled and dropped down. He was dressed in a hoodie and denim jeans with a rucksack on his back. He walked up behind a woman in a an alley, pretending to be a beggar.
"Change, madam?" He walked forward towards her, then stabbed the knife into her stomach. He smiled and walked away, leaving the woman bleeding on the ground.

Thomas heard the scream, and ran in it's direction, only to see wraith. he was too late to save the woman, but he was not too late to finish off wraith. he drew his MP5 and fired a burst at wraith...

Dunerian Officer Micheal Swayze walked through the street's. The Murderer was still loose, and he needed to find or kill him.

Suddenly he heard gunshot's. Turning around a corner, he saw a Cazelian engaging.... WRAITH!!!!

Whipping out his Desert Eagle sidearm, Micheal fired 4 shots at the killer.

After examining the strange black gem found on the women, Teatime walked away from the scene of the crime. Suddenly he heard screaming and gunfire. He rounded a corner and saw Wraith running after someone. A man stood behind Wraith, firing a gun at him. Teatime shot a kick at the man with the gun and then ran down the alley after Wraith. He could have shot the man with the gun, but Wraith was Teatime's target and Teatime's kill, and no one else, not another assassin or a police officer or an FBI agent. Teatime took out a knife. It was poisoned with a leathal venom that kills in under a second. He drew his arm back. If he could just nick him it'd finally be all over...

Dunerian Officer Micheal Swayze walked through the street's. The Murderer was still loose, and he needed to find or kill him.

Suddenly he heard gunshot's. Turning around a corner, he saw a Cazelian engaging.... WRAITH!!!!

Whipping out his Desert Eagle sidearm, Micheal fired 4 shots at the killer.


OOC- post in the signup thread first

After examining the strange black gem found on the women, Teatime walked away from the scene of the crime. Suddenly he heard screaming and gunfire. He rounded a corner and saw Wraith running after someone. A man stood behind Wraith, firing a gun at him. Teatime shot a kick at the man with the gun and then ran down the alley after Wraith. He could have shot the man with the gun, but Wraith was Teatime's target and Teatime's kill, and no one else, not another assassin or a police officer or an FBI agent. Teatime took out a knife. It was poisoned with a leathal venom that kills in under a second. He drew his arm back. If he could just nick him it'd finally be all over...

Thomas fell from the kick, before getting back up, and running after wraith

where is that?

where is that?

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Teatime was in hot pursuit of Wraith. "Stay away!" he shouted over his shoulder. "I'll kill him!" Teatime threw his knife, aiming at the center of Wraith's back.

Wraith ducked under the ark of the knife and ran out of the alley into the street, in front of a busy road. The cars spun and smashed into the alley. He dived into an open manhole, landing on top of the worker, he took of his jacket and jeans to reveal his usual black cloak , hood and mask. He ran along inside the sewer. He had a new trick though. He took a frag grenade out from his robe , took the pin out and dropped it.

Wraith ducked under the ark of the knife and ran out of the alley into the street, in front of a busy road. The cars spun and smashed into the alley. He dived into an open manhole, landing on top of the worker, he took of his jacket and jeans to reveal his usual black cloak , hood and mask. He ran along inside the sewer. He had a new trick though. He took a frag grenade out from his robe , took the pin out and dropped it.

Thomas grabbed Teatime by the collar, pushing him against the wall "look here, asshole! i'm here to save lives not get money like you" he yelled "i'll help you, and you can get all the reward"

Teatime struggled in the man's grip. "I must get the kill. It is on my honor, even if I must search until I die, I can never stop. My honor is worth more then any money. You can help, but I get the kill."

In the middle of the assassin's and armed persons arguments, the road exploded. Chunks of tarmac and debris shot out from the road and smashed into the area.

In the middle of the assassin's and armed persons arguments, the road exploded. Chunks of tarmac and debris shot out from the road and smashed into the area.

Thomas looked at him "the kill is yours, your honor is important" he said, before the street exploded "get down!" he yelled, running for cover

The explosion blinded Teatime and he was thrown to the ground from the force of the explosion. He lay in the middle of a small crater for about 10 seconds, then climbed to his feet. He looked around and cursed. His knife was gone, destroyed or lost. That poision was expensive, nearly 2,000 dollars for a few ounces. He had the rest of the bottle and many more knifes, but this time he must not miss. He had guns and darts and unparralled hand-to-hand combat skills, but he wanted to kill with the poision, making sure the man was dead. He looked around for the other man, didn't see him, and began to limp off in the direction Wraith had ran.

The explosion blinded Teatime and he was thrown to the ground from the force of the explosion. He lay in the middle of a small crater for about 10 seconds, then climbed to his feet. He looked around and cursed. His knife was gone, destroyed or lost. That poision was expensive, nearly 2,000 dollars for a few ounces. He had the rest of the bottle and many more knifes, but this time he must not miss. He had guns and darts and unparralled hand-to-hand combat skills, but he wanted to kill with the poision, making sure the man was dead. He looked around for the other man, didn't see him, and began to limp off in the direction Wraith had ran.

"you alright?" asked Tom, coming out from behind cover

Teatime turned at the sound of the man's voice. "Yes. A few minor bruises and scratchs. Maybe a twisted ankle. But we're so close. I'm going to get this guy." He paused. "What's your name, anyway? What's your story? I'm Teatime."