New York
January 17, 02:34 EST
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Red Revenge balanced carefully on the beam. Any movement o noise would reveal his location and ruin what he was working on.
"Positions?" he asked quietly.
"Emerald, here."
"Nightress, here."
"Ready."
The Black Hero continued to perca as the drug lords filed in from below him. Then in came the assassin. Red Revenge couldn't see his face o any feature of him.
The assassin was dressed in sandy robes and a turban. Medical bandages covered his face leaving a slit for his eyes. Two scythes were on the man's back and Revenge noted several other weapons under his billowing cloak.
The assassin walked to the center of the room and leaned against a support pillar while the drug lords discussed something. At last, they turned to the man and reached an agreement. The assassin stayed silent the entire time.
"Does this guy ever slip?" acebo whispered.
"That's why we followed him here." Revenge replied. "Quiet."
The assassin was handed a maletín which he picked up. In return, he handed a piece of paper to one of the drug lords. He looked at it, waited about five seconds, and looked straight up at Revenge.
"Deploy!"
The Black Hero dropped down on the drug lord, flattening him to the ground and grinning at the reassuring crunch of bones. Glass shattered as Nightress jumped through the window using a double handstand kick to knock out two goons. esmeralda was last in the room throwing explosives and gas. In no time, the drug lords were down, but the assassin had disappeared.
"Another dead end." esmeralda said, kicking a gun away from a body.
"But we got a visual." Nightress shrugged. "That's better than nothing."
"Agreed." Revenge said, looking at the Latina for a millisecond too long before picking up a drug-lord and slamming him into the wall.
"Who was that and where is he going?"
"Like I'm gonna--agh! What're you--?!"
"How long can tu hold your breath?" Revenge asked, shoving the man's face near a rain-water bucket.
"But--but that's frozen!"
"Exactly." Revenge said, slamming the man's head into the ice. The Black Hero repeated this process silently as the ice slowly turned red and gave way to the force of the man's head. The water turned a misty pink.
"Now," Revenge dicho again, slamming the guy into the wall. "Who was that and where is he going?"
"He's an assassin, he's going to kill someone, and I got rights."
"Do I look like a cop to you?" Revenge demanded.
"No."
Revenge held the man's head underwater and stood on his hand. The man made the mistake of yelling underwater. Revenge slammed him into the muro again.
"No...?"
"No, sir." the man dicho before passing out. Revenge felt his pulse.
"Dead."
"Did you--?" acebo startedm unfolding her arms and taking half a step forward.
Revenge felt all of the corpses' pulses. All dead.
"They drank the Kool-Aid. Literally." he said.
acebo sighed and grappled onto the roof where the jet was waiting.
"Thanks again for the help." Sam said, placing his hand on Nightress's shoulder.
"We agreed to this a long time ago." the girl responded.
"Just a friendly gesture." Sam replied, removing his hand.
Nightress smiled and disappeared.
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Two Hours Later...
acebo stood on the cold roof of the penthouse. She was freezing, hugging herself through her thick chaqueta and looking into the face of the amargo, amargos wind responsible for blowing her hair behind her.
She heard Sam's feet cracking on the ice.
"Are tu okay?" Sam asked, placing a strong arm around her shoulders.
"Yeah," acebo said, looking down. "Normally all my cares are blown behind me when I come up here. The wind just woodshes them away."
"And what cares are tu "whooshing" away tonight?" Sam asked.
acebo broke free of his grasp and walked to the frozen railing. "Nightress." she dicho bitterly.
"What?" Sam asked.
"Oh come on, the way tu two looked at each other? It's clear tu had a thing for each other at some time." acebo said, rounding on her boyfriend. She noticed he was wearing sweats and a tight white under-shirt. He must have been freezing.
"We agreed a long time hace we would be acquaintances." Sam said, taking two steps forward.
"You agreed." acebo dicho as más of a pregunta than a statement.
"We weren't meant for each other." Sam said, looking at Holly. She received the other half of his sentence: but we were.
"Close your eyes." Sam said. "I got tu something."
acebo sighed and closed her eyes. She felt Sam's surprisingly warm hands place something around her neck. She opened her eyes and looked down.
It was a beautiful esmeralda necklace. The gemstone was perfectly cut and seemed to be on fire. A long silver chain kept it around her neck. Two intricate silver latches attached to the gem.
"Precious metals," Sam sad, wrapping his arms around acebo loosely. "For my precious girl."
acebo looked up and smiled at him, melting in his arms despite the freezing weather. She kissed him lightly, gently, lovingly on the lips. They kissed for a few segundos before breaking apart.
"You are my girl." Sam said. "You always will be."
acebo smiled and lay her head on his shoulder as they returned to the warm cama inside.
The necklace:
link
January 17, 02:34 EST
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Red Revenge balanced carefully on the beam. Any movement o noise would reveal his location and ruin what he was working on.
"Positions?" he asked quietly.
"Emerald, here."
"Nightress, here."
"Ready."
The Black Hero continued to perca as the drug lords filed in from below him. Then in came the assassin. Red Revenge couldn't see his face o any feature of him.
The assassin was dressed in sandy robes and a turban. Medical bandages covered his face leaving a slit for his eyes. Two scythes were on the man's back and Revenge noted several other weapons under his billowing cloak.
The assassin walked to the center of the room and leaned against a support pillar while the drug lords discussed something. At last, they turned to the man and reached an agreement. The assassin stayed silent the entire time.
"Does this guy ever slip?" acebo whispered.
"That's why we followed him here." Revenge replied. "Quiet."
The assassin was handed a maletín which he picked up. In return, he handed a piece of paper to one of the drug lords. He looked at it, waited about five seconds, and looked straight up at Revenge.
"Deploy!"
The Black Hero dropped down on the drug lord, flattening him to the ground and grinning at the reassuring crunch of bones. Glass shattered as Nightress jumped through the window using a double handstand kick to knock out two goons. esmeralda was last in the room throwing explosives and gas. In no time, the drug lords were down, but the assassin had disappeared.
"Another dead end." esmeralda said, kicking a gun away from a body.
"But we got a visual." Nightress shrugged. "That's better than nothing."
"Agreed." Revenge said, looking at the Latina for a millisecond too long before picking up a drug-lord and slamming him into the wall.
"Who was that and where is he going?"
"Like I'm gonna--agh! What're you--?!"
"How long can tu hold your breath?" Revenge asked, shoving the man's face near a rain-water bucket.
"But--but that's frozen!"
"Exactly." Revenge said, slamming the man's head into the ice. The Black Hero repeated this process silently as the ice slowly turned red and gave way to the force of the man's head. The water turned a misty pink.
"Now," Revenge dicho again, slamming the guy into the wall. "Who was that and where is he going?"
"He's an assassin, he's going to kill someone, and I got rights."
"Do I look like a cop to you?" Revenge demanded.
"No."
Revenge held the man's head underwater and stood on his hand. The man made the mistake of yelling underwater. Revenge slammed him into the muro again.
"No...?"
"No, sir." the man dicho before passing out. Revenge felt his pulse.
"Dead."
"Did you--?" acebo startedm unfolding her arms and taking half a step forward.
Revenge felt all of the corpses' pulses. All dead.
"They drank the Kool-Aid. Literally." he said.
acebo sighed and grappled onto the roof where the jet was waiting.
"Thanks again for the help." Sam said, placing his hand on Nightress's shoulder.
"We agreed to this a long time ago." the girl responded.
"Just a friendly gesture." Sam replied, removing his hand.
Nightress smiled and disappeared.
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Two Hours Later...
acebo stood on the cold roof of the penthouse. She was freezing, hugging herself through her thick chaqueta and looking into the face of the amargo, amargos wind responsible for blowing her hair behind her.
She heard Sam's feet cracking on the ice.
"Are tu okay?" Sam asked, placing a strong arm around her shoulders.
"Yeah," acebo said, looking down. "Normally all my cares are blown behind me when I come up here. The wind just woodshes them away."
"And what cares are tu "whooshing" away tonight?" Sam asked.
acebo broke free of his grasp and walked to the frozen railing. "Nightress." she dicho bitterly.
"What?" Sam asked.
"Oh come on, the way tu two looked at each other? It's clear tu had a thing for each other at some time." acebo said, rounding on her boyfriend. She noticed he was wearing sweats and a tight white under-shirt. He must have been freezing.
"We agreed a long time hace we would be acquaintances." Sam said, taking two steps forward.
"You agreed." acebo dicho as más of a pregunta than a statement.
"We weren't meant for each other." Sam said, looking at Holly. She received the other half of his sentence: but we were.
"Close your eyes." Sam said. "I got tu something."
acebo sighed and closed her eyes. She felt Sam's surprisingly warm hands place something around her neck. She opened her eyes and looked down.
It was a beautiful esmeralda necklace. The gemstone was perfectly cut and seemed to be on fire. A long silver chain kept it around her neck. Two intricate silver latches attached to the gem.
"Precious metals," Sam sad, wrapping his arms around acebo loosely. "For my precious girl."
acebo looked up and smiled at him, melting in his arms despite the freezing weather. She kissed him lightly, gently, lovingly on the lips. They kissed for a few segundos before breaking apart.
"You are my girl." Sam said. "You always will be."
acebo smiled and lay her head on his shoulder as they returned to the warm cama inside.
The necklace:
link
This is a small announcement, I only post this articulo beceas the new fanpop system is so broken Thad I can't even poste any muro posts o imágenes anymore. so to the announcement.
I knowe I have not been on here muce lately but I wil be o más often.
and il stat whit a series of story's about Tyrion Blackwell ( the undeath king) both in his time and the modern ages, beceas I have inspiration to write about medieval stuff.
So im gald to be bak.
Godmor, a.k.a. Twan a.k.a gunfire ( and al my other oc's)
I knowe I have not been on here muce lately but I wil be o más often.
and il stat whit a series of story's about Tyrion Blackwell ( the undeath king) both in his time and the modern ages, beceas I have inspiration to write about medieval stuff.
So im gald to be bak.
Godmor, a.k.a. Twan a.k.a gunfire ( and al my other oc's)
Some of Tyrion's troops
Nothing to do with the article, but it's cute~!
Actual photo of the romanov family in 1913
Nurse Becca
Vexx
