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An Assassin's Heart (Zen x Nurse)

Nurse_K

Pulsar
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Belle sat in the briefing room, her eyes narrowed as she listened to her boss speak. He was giving her her latest assignment, to assassinate an assassin. She grinned, that was a new one. She'd never gone after an assassin before. Maybe this job would actually be difficult for her. She'd have to hunt him down, find his weakness, and then shoot him. It'd take her a month, at least. It would be a good break from easy political figures and celebrities. She had sixteen heads so far, she'd really earn her seventeenth.

She nodded when her boss finished speaking and stood up. She slipped her .38 into the back of her jeans, covered by her leather jacket. She wore a tight red top and jeans. Her dark hair was pulled back into a tight bun and her honey brown eyes were penetrating. She had ten ear piercings, all subtle and artistic. She left the room briskly, going to hunt down her target.

She rode the subway into New York City, where she'd been told he lived. She was going to try to find him in Central Park. Easy to hide, easy to run. She'd let some poor old lady find him. It was harder being an assassin in the 21st century with DNA and all that, she had to be ultra careful. When she got to the city she had to admit, she felt a little out of place. She preferred the country.
 
Tyler sighed softly, and then put his gun away. He looked down at the dead target one last time, before he then slowly made his way to the dar. The police would be there soon, so he just had to get away, before they arrived, then there wouldn't be any troubles for him. He closed his eyes for a moment, before he then brused some of his dark hair away from his green eyes, and then opened his eyes again. Now he would just have to take the subway, and then he would almost be home. He looked up at the sky for a moment, only a few clouds up there, so there wouldn't be any rain today, which was only a good thing, because then he could just relax for the rest of the day, or atleast until he got his next mission.

He sighed softly as he then walked down the stairs to the subway, before he then stepped inside and took a seat. He looked down his digital watch, it was only 11am, and it only took 5 min. to get from where he was at the moment, and to the stop where he had to get off. He looked down at his watch again, but this time he didn't see the clock, he saw a discription of his next target, she was an assassin as well, this should be fun.

Luckily he didn't have to kill her right away, which meant that he could still take the rest of the day off, or atleast he could try and find her, while he relaxed. Sometimes that worked, but sometimes he really had to look, hopefully this wouldn't be one of the times where he actually had to look. He then soon after stood up, and then got out from the subway, first of all he would go to his apartment, and then he would go looking for her.
 
Belle was walking down an extremely crowded street in New York City when she saw something across the way. She squinted her eyes and quickly ducked behind a bus stop sign. She peered around it, almost laughing at what she saw. It was Tyler, her next hit. She'd been told that New York City had millions of people living in it, what were the chances that she'd see her target walking down the street on the first day she was there? She laughed quietly to herself and quickly snuck back into the crowd, walking until she reached the end of the street.

She crossed to the other side and began following him. She watched the way he walked, his demeanor, his clothing, and tried to see where his concealed weapons were. He seemed completely unsuspecting, which was perfect. It was hard to find an assassin off their guard, but he certainly seemed to be off his. She noted the direction he was going, figuring it was towards his apartment. What luck she was having today! Her supposed hard target was going to lead her right to the place he was most vulnerable -- his home.
 
Tyler sighed softly, before he then looked back, he had to make sure that there wasn't anyone following him. He looked at the faces of all the people behind him, before he then walked inside of a store, and then brought something to eat, before he then found a coke. When he was done there, he would take a shortcut through the alley, so if anyone followed him through there, it would mean that they were following him. He never let down his guard, so if there was someone following him, he would stop and then ask the person why he or she was following him. He then soon after walked out of the store again, and then continued down the street until he reached the alley.

He stopped for a moment, if there really was anyone following him, and they were following him, would it then be a good idea to walk down the alley? He wasn't sure, but it would probably be the best way to find out if anyone was following him. He looked down at his gun, it was already ready to shoot, but would he be fast enough? So far he had been fast enough, but what if he ran out of luck? What should he do then? He really wasn't sure if he should go down the alley. He had this feeling that somebody was following him, but it was hard to tell if anyone was actually following him, since there was so many people around him.
 
Belle saw him look back into the crowd and quickly hid behind a rather tall man. She couldn't be seen by him. Her face was famous among the assassin world, he would know her immediately. She waited outside the store when he went inside of it, picking up a newspaper and pretended to read it. When he came back out she waited for five seconds before she began following him again. She saw him reach an alley and was about to follow him into it, but then thought, 'What if it's a trap?' she couldn't risk getting caught, but she couldn't risk losing him either.

She waited a few paces back, waiting for him to make his decision. When he went into the alley she stepped up to the corner of the street, put her hand on her gun behind her, and turned into the alley. She saw him standing there, back turned to her. She pulled out her gun and pointed it towards him, walking towards him soundlessly. She stopped when she was about a foot behind him. She cocked the gun and aimed at the center of his neck.

"Tyler." she said coldly, waiting for him to turn around. She hated assassinating from behind, it seemed like the wimp's way out to her. She wanted to see their face and know that it was over.
 
Tyler sighed softly and just continued walking for a while, before he then heard somebody call his name. He stopped, and then slowly turned around, only to see a gun pointing at him. His eyes didn't widen or anything like that, they were just as cold as they usually was. "Thats me... What do you want?" He then asked her in a cold tone. He wasn't affraid of her. He had been in a situration like this a lot of times, and he was still standing. As long as she didn't shot him in the legs, arms, or head he would be fine, since he was wearing a bulletproff west.

He would be ready to shot her, if he had to, his hand was already on his gun, in his pocket, so if she asked him to put his arms over his head, he would grab his gun, and then quickly point it at her head. He only had one chance, and he wasn't sure if it would be enough, but he didn't really care about it. "Are you going to kill me or not?" He then asked her while he watched her. He would be cold, and see if she really had the nerves to kill him.

He then started looking at her face, and her body, before he then remembered the discription that he had gotten of his next target. She was the girl that he was supposed to kill, she was the assassin that he had to kill, and suddenly he wasn't sure if he would survive this or not.
 
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