NationStates Jolt Archive

" Where did he go?" thought agent 56 to himself as he ran down an ally trying to escape a assassin, which was ironic considering he himself was an assassin. His side had been injured from a glancing sword blow that was powerful enough to cut into his armor which the other assassin was a Rogutis Agentie assassin. As 56 stopped to look his wound over he used the light of a street light to look it over. It wasn't big but it cut into is diaphragm and was bleeding very badly.

" Oh God... How did he find me?" he said as he sprinted across the street trying to get to a safe location to try and treat his wound. But as he ran across he was hit by a pistol round in the shoulder, making him flip around and land on the ground 6 feet from where he was. The pain shot through him like a hot knife through butter. His side wound was now turning the street red and he laid there trying to regain control. His suits visor health display highlighted the injured areas with a blinking red glow over the body part. His Shoulder and his side where now bright red.

" Agent 56 you are marked for ASAP death. You have been a throne in Aegies' side you and your organization have been in our way from true enlightenment. " spoke the Assaulting assassin.

" We are in your way.... look who talking. Aegies killed hundreds of my kind. And brainwashed countless others. He is a murderer, and should die a slow death." said Agent 56 as he lend back slowly placing his hand on his pistol"

The assualting Assassin walked closer lifting his pistol into the air. The black pistols shine reflected the sreet lights glow giving 56 a refernce as to where the other assassin was at.

" 56, you where once given a chance to join us. TO live with us, TO GROW WITH US! Why have you turned that down? Why have you denied your true calling, your calling to be a harbinger of death?" asked the assualting agent.

56 slowly inched backwards keeping his hand on his pistol. After a short bit of backing up 56 replied to the other assassins questions...

" Why? Simple... To be a harbinger of death to be a Rogutis means sure death, it means a loss of humanity, it means everything I hold dear... DIES" screamed 56 as he swiftly pulled out his pistol of shot at the other Agent 5 times. 3 round hit the assassins arm plating and gave a beautiful light display. The other two missed and struck a car sitting on the side of the road. The impact crushed in both doors.

56 then got up and ran into another allyway. He ran until he reached the ally ended with a dead end. 56 turned around as quickly as he could to see if the Rogutis Agentie assassin he followed him. His fears where confirmed as he turned he barely missed getting kicked in the face. The other assassins foot was firmly planets into the cement wall that blocked agent 56's path. 56 looked back to the other assassin and punched him in the chest. the Rogutis Assassin was ejected from the wall and struck the side wall.

56 ran out of the ally way and back on to the street. The Rogutis Assassin got on his feet and walked out of the ally and looked around to see where 56 had ran. Unfortunately his search was cut short as the sound of sirens approached.

--OOC if you would like to be the nation where this is happening you cant post here.

OOC: I'll write that post - it'll be up momentarily.

Northolt, British Londinium

A small fleet of red and black BMW cars raced towards the source of the gunshot, their blue sirens wailing loudly in the night.

"This is the Northolt Police Department," constables shouted into their megaphones. "You are under arrest! Stand down now!"

Officers crouched behind the barricades formed by the squealing vehicles, aiming their various assault rifles, shotguns, and pistols at the man emerging from the alley.

The Rogue agent who was standing in the open as the police arrived listened with great intent to the loud mics that where blaring out orders him to "comply". And what I am sure would make his fellow Rogutis question his motives he did. The agent put his hands above his head and kneeled to the ground.

Within his helmet he smiled ever so slightly. For his plan was now in full swing. As the officer got close to take him into custody, he gave a warning..

" Please dont touch to pistol or sword... you will not like the outcome."

The Assualted Agentie who escaped the on attack continued his trek to a near by Blackatia safe house. The pain in his body was sever, and almost disabling. It was almost everything he was not to cry from the pain. As the agentie got close to the house the people within came rushing out grabbing the wounded agent and bringing him inside to asses his injuries and to find out what had done this to him.

As his broken body was placed down on the bed the true nature of his wounds grabbed the attention of the medical personnel. The most striking wound was athe clean cut that penetrated the armor. It was like a hot knife through butter. The realiztion that what attacked this agent was in fact another agent.

" Can you ID the Agent who attacked you? We need to know who it was so we can defend the safe house." aasked one of the medical workers as they placed a large anti-bleeding bandage on his cut.

" No... I can remember his number and name... It was so fast and reckless... definantly a Rogutis." he replied

The personel at the safe house looked at once another and frowned ever so slightly. The Rogutis where becoming more and more open with their attacks in broad day light and open areas. Regardless of innocent people in the area. Tensions where rising and people where dying.

The Safe houses director pulled the security dirctor aside and told him to begin lockdown measures. If the Rogutis Agentie assasin was good enough to single handedly take out another he was good enough to cause considerable damage to the other workers in the safe house.

" John... I dont want to worry the other people, but we need this safe house locked down. I can risk having that assassin coming here and kiling anymore people." ordered Director Adams as he walked back to his office and began to encrypt all of his files everything from operations to his grocery list.

John quickly jumped to wrok heading to his office and began to lock down the safe house. The process was not long and soon the house was secure and safe.... or so they thought.

Bump BL.

OOC: BL if this is to much I will revise. However I need to continue with my story...

As the rogue Assassin complied with the polices demands for a moment. The roders where very cookie cutter... " drop your weapons, on the ground..." It was amuszing to the assassin to watch the police treat him like a normal person... a normal criminal.

As the officer brought the handcuff to his arms the assassin quickly moved around from the ground to a standing position, holding an officer hostage, and breaking the knees of another officer. It was a blinding speed that was great even for most Blackatia.

As the assassin walked back and gave a single command.." Pursue me and die. stay where your are."

As he said his piece he disappeared into another allyway and then a single gunshot rang out, and with that a headless body fell to the ground just within the light of the street lamps. The assassin lived up to his promise of accept no prisoners... not even the police where safe.

However, for now the assassin was without a target he would have to wait a little while long to take his mark....