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The Masked Assassin waits in the shadows to take down her two targets. She knows dealing with the hoodlums is easy work one on one, but separating them can be the challenge. However, upon seeing her targets up close, there was no need to separate those two weaklings. They were “Blue” and “Green”, lowlife thugs who relish in causing harm and devastation to those interfering in their larcenies. Blue appeared unarmed, while Green carried a baseball bat, as the two hoodlums smoked at an abandoned corridor. The Assassin was only yards away, hiding behind a stack of boxes, with her trusty pistol on her side. Green had to go take a leak outside, leaving Blue all alone.

The Assassin figured there’s no point of waisting bullets on easy work. She emerges from the boxes as Blue was looking away. Suddenly, Blue noticed the shadow of the assassin, but it was too late. She grabs him by the throat and hoists him up above her. She knew Blue couldn’t make a noise with her hand tightly around his throat. She slammed him up against the wall, as Blue tried kicking to no avail. A quick jolt of Torres grip snapped Blue’s neck in an instant, making his lifeless body crumble below her.

Green returned from his piss break, but as he walked through the door, fear washed over him. Green saw Blue’s lifeless body nearby, as the assassin looked at him silently, daring him to make the first move. The room was silent with the buzzing of the lights and Green’s panicked breath. Adrenaline ran over Green, and made a sudden charge at the unarmed assassin with his bat. A few missed swings, followed by a swift kick to the face sent Green to the floor.

The Masked Assassin stood over her target, placing her boot on his neck. She picks up his baseball bat, staring down at Green’s panicked expression. Green knew his life or thuggery would catch up someday, but not to this extent. His life now in the masked assassin’s hands….

Description
The Masked Assassin waits in the shadows to take down her two targets. She knows dealing with the hoodlums is easy work one on one, but separating them can be the challenge. However, upon seeing her targets up close, there was no need to separate those two weaklings. They were “Blue” and “Green”, lowlife thugs who relish in causing harm and devastation to those interfering in their larcenies. Blue appeared unarmed, while Green carried a baseball bat, as the two hoodlums smoked at an abandoned corridor. The Assassin was only yards away, hiding behind a stack of boxes, with her trusty pistol on her side. Green had to go take a leak outside, leaving Blue all alone.

The Assassin figured there’s no point of waisting bullets on easy work. She emerges from the boxes as Blue was looking away. Suddenly, Blue noticed the shadow of the assassin, but it was too late. She grabs him by the throat and hoists him up above her. She knew Blue couldn’t make a noise with her hand tightly around his throat. She slammed him up against the wall, as Blue tried kicking to no avail. A quick jolt of Torres grip snapped Blue’s neck in an instant, making his lifeless body crumble below her.

Green returned from his piss break, but as he walked through the door, fear washed over him. Green saw Blue’s lifeless body nearby, as the assassin looked at him silently, daring him to make the first move. The room was silent with the buzzing of the lights and Green’s panicked breath. Adrenaline ran over Green, and made a sudden charge at the unarmed assassin with his bat. A few missed swings, followed by a swift kick to the face sent Green to the floor.

The Masked Assassin stood over her target, placing her boot on his neck. She picks up his baseball bat, staring down at Green’s panicked expression. Green knew his life or thuggery would catch up someday, but not to this extent. His life now in the masked assassin’s hands….