A day in the life an assassin
A day in the life an assassin
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ordinary Resident evil 4 fic, but I have to admit I
went through the paces for this story, which takes place in the
the story. I even bought a strategy
guide just for the locals. Enjoy! Oh and btw I don’t own the characters and the
game, Capcom does, and I kiss the ground they walk on
for making such gorgeous men like Wesker and Leon Kennedy.
*~Assassin~*
In the cold darkness by a large body of water a lone figure
was kneeling one slim hand on its ear; the other clutching something that
looked like a handle. “Go and follow Wong and Krauser. If their actions seem
suspicious…kill them immediately and take over their objectives.” A voice
whispered into the small earpiece of the assassin. Soft pink lips parted as an
even softer feminine voice breathed through two single words. “Yes sir…” she
said while jerking her combat knife from the back of a commando’s head, blood and
brain matter following the sharp blade. “Good.” The cold voice whispered before
ending the transmission.
The assassin stood up.
Strewn around her was several bodies of ganados who took position to protect
the open shore, and upon seeing her attacked her. All had been knifed to death,
their blood soaked by the hard sand, one body being pulled slowly by the ebb
and flow of the ocean, destined to join its captor till it became apart of it.
She watched the body get pulled in to the water fully before closing her eyes
and took in a deep breath of the salty ocean air. She had an objective, and
Wesker’s order was just the icing on the cake.
Farah had a very special
order. She had to find a regenerator and take its regenerative plagas. She then
had to give it to Wesker personally, and from there he’ll pay her. But that
wasn’t the first thing on the list. She also was given the order if she sees
Leon Kennedy around…to kill him also. It seemed that he was a major thorn in
Wesker’s side, and if he hired her to do a mission at the last minute, it had
to have been something very important.
She opened her eyes, her
pupils contracting the dark blue of her eyes growing smaller.
blood wasn’t as fulfilling as spilling the blood of true fighters. Suddenly
there was gun fire and she quickly turned towards the sounds of men screaming
in Spanish and shooting.
It was time to play.
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will be sex, and you’ll see how sadistic and evil Farah could be when she wants
to. This is just the beginning! So give me more ideas flames are accepted to a
limit, cause then I’d retaliate. Any who, n_n!!!
Thank you for reading my story all!