Completely concealed, she watched with a vicious agitation she hadn't felt in years. Finally it would be over today. Live or die, it would be over. The desiccated flatus blew the one stray blonde tress of hair that she could never get to stick under the haircloth cap. Her husband had always joked that it would be the one affair that would get her killed. A sad grin crossed her expression as she thought that it was the ONE affair that had saved her life that day.

Her mind raced back over the years that they had both worked for the agency. They had been a damn trade good team, working together but always mugwump, capable to change any aspect of the missionary station at a present moment's observation. ‘ fountainhead, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could ; he was always a slave to the plan. I pulled his ass out of danger more than a few times ; the man was always in a hurry.'

A shake ran through her as she remembered the day they had been sent after several ISIS drawing card. A damned retrieval that was all they were supposed to do ! He'd thought he could nab several of the leaders for selective information. They had started to form their move when, her damnable plait broke mislay again and she stopped to fix it. She had moved her forefront to the side when she noticed the shape up of several containers that weren't supposed to be there.

Yelling a warning she pulled several grenades, throwing them on the run. Even as the semi-automatic fire started she didn't stop. She couldn't, moving ahead for half an hour. Finally stopping she cursed when she saw that he wasn't behind her. Carefully, knowing she was breaking orders, she crept back to see what was going on. Growling she saw that the ISIS soldiers had someone hung by their arms between 2 poles.

Creeping closer she took stemma of everything she had on her. A 9 mm half loaded, 5 frag grenades, several of her throwing knifes and her combat knife. Still creeping forward she heard the sentry duty bragging about the capture of the man. Trying to tranquillise herself as she had been taught, she crept closer still, and slit the pharynx of the guard that turned the corner. Moving a little foster, she slit the next one's throat even as he was fishing his cock out to piss.

Finally she was within 20 grand when the man noticed her. Shaking his head and motioning to the building behind him, indicating at least 30 men. Telling her he loved her, he motioned for her to go, telling her salutary bye. ineffectual to take this, she made her way to the construction lobbing all 5 of the grenades in the windowpane. Smiling she listened to the auditory sensation of the men dying in the building before the doors burst open.

drawing her 9 mm she took out the showtime few but knew they would get her also. Escaping she made her way to the rendezvous, getting in ; the plane took off, no motion. The landing on an abandoned airstrip outside of London, a typical average English language foggy day.

Traveling overland in the musical rhythm up car they had rented, the woman made her way to the small level they had shared. Picking up the speech sound the woman hooked several device to it and waited.

Ring ! Click !"hello, welcome to Acme storage warehouse integration how may we help you ?"Came the confection interpreter of a Whitney Young sounding female.

"Yes I have an order I'd like to place, 1 million square up feet needed."The woman answered still holding her angriness in check.

"Alright please hold while I connect you."Can the perky voice.

There was a serial publication of clicks then came a man's interpreter,"What in the underworld happened ? We sent you in for a mere retrieval ! I want you back here."

"I'm not coming back in you pudding head son of a bitch ! I'm going after ISIS and I won't stop ‘ til they are all DEAD ! You hear me you retarded asshole ! You sent us in blind ! There was more than twice the number there that should get been."The cleaning woman shouted letting her Pentagon contact have all her anger.

"I admit the information was faulty but ..."The man started.

"Faulty ! Listen to me ass rub ! I am not coming back, send any after me and you will soon be hurting for agents. go forth me the blaze alone."Here the woman heaved a huge sigh."I mean it or you will get one of my victims !"Slamming the earphone down she figured she had ten minutes before they started to hunt down her. Packing everything up, she was gone in three.

Crossing the rooftops of Jack London, she was about ten pulley block away when she saw the black cars start to arrive at the building she'd just left. Smirking, she turned her eyes forward ; they'd be ahead of her soon, time to take the street. Climbing down she drifted into the gang of people and vanished.

Two weeks ago


The man was trembling, half of the leaders had been found with their throats cut, headspring cleaved almost in half many of those burned almost beyond recognition. Near or on each of them had been the resolution that a holy place jehad had been declared upon Isis. A line expletive was being exacted for the killing of a holy assassin's family. The killing would not lay off ‘ til all of the drawing card of Isis were dead.

Shaking, the man had never seen the extent of the slicing that had taken piazza on each man. It was something out of the ancient times of the emirs with the death of a M cold shoulder. Looking around, the man saw no one and breathed a sigh of rilievo. He noticed that his visual sensation was blurry, and then his eyes opened wide as a blonde smasher appeared before him.

"I already know where all of them are. I am your and their Angel of death, for the Death of my family line I will exact the blood oath on all of you. By the way asshole, enjoy your death I only cut half your throat."With the sweetest of smile the woman tiff in the man's font, then left as the man slowly bled to death.

The char smiled. That had been about satisfying, one of the more enjoyable deaths she'd done. Crossing the street the cleaning lady's face suddenly got grievous, so far she had taken out all of the pocket-size drawing card. That one had been the first gear of the more important leaders. She was heading to another of the more major leader's house. She had worked all week to get herself installed into the family of the leader. problem was the leaders were so seldom at their homes.

knock at the door she came to, the guard asked her a few questions then nodded and let her in. Her face hidden by the Ghutrah the woman smiled, their own usage were what were getting them killed. Advancing into the house, the womanhood went to the main room where to the highest degree of the men were. Good she thought, he's still here. Getting out of sight she waited. What she had put into they were drinking, should have them going to the bathroom soon.

Almost half an hour later the loss leader and 2 of his guard arose to head to the back of the theater. Turning the adult female swiftly secreted herself in the room, and then watched as the man entered leaving the sentry go outside the door. Moving swiftly the woman had already cut the man's throat, then for soundly measure cut the man's member off and englut it into his dying mouth. Her arm moving at a blinding speed she cut the man as practically as she dared before she made her way out of the building.

She'd barely get down XX animal foot away from the place before there were respective shouts, then female screams. Smiling the char thought ‘ only a few More now ’.

Three weeks ago


The cleaning woman had already made her plans to leave England. So far she hadn't seen any factor but she knew they were there. Ha ! Amateurs ! She'd have already tracked where she was, made plans, and executed them. These newer agents were slow as shit ! Where was the all out man search for her ? Only ten years before they would have had every damn agent out there looking for her ! Pitiful ! The entire federal agency had gone downhill so fast.

Looking out the window she froze as she saw the approach of an odd hand truck. Tried but on-key huh ? Activating several electric switch near the door, then the bathroom and bedroom room access she made her way out and up the fire safety valve tripping a last set as she left. The idiots ! She'd warned them, now they would have to care with the clean up.

She'd just made the roof when she heard the first shouts, then several more. Making the roof following door she was making her way down when the entire apartment exploded. Grabbing a burner cellphone she dialed a number and waited. In a hushed and serene voice than she felt she said,"I warned you ass rub, what you lose twenty, thirty agents ? Have fun scraping them off the walls."Hanging up, she threw the electric cell in the trash as she made her was to her next safe house.

She was about three closure away when she saw the surveillance van, then the truck, along with several people roaming around. Ducking into an bowling alley, she applied a skin mask she had for just such an occasion. Walking by the van she didn't even give up when she dropped the hand bag she'd been carrying. mo later there was a huge blowup as the van blew apart. She was beside the hand truck when two men exited, then suddenly fell to the pavement, each with a hole in his chest.

Walking further, she pulled another burner cell and dialed again."That's assume two cocksucker. I can hold open killing them all day ; it seems you have nothing but trainees. Keep it up and you'll have to interchange the whole damn agency."Hanging up, she tossed the cell and kept going.

Disappearing into the crowd, she made her way to the Eurostar line burrow train. Aboard, she kept watch the whole time as the gearing made its way to Anatole France. Making her way out of the place she began to see more and more broker. Shaking her head she guessed she'd have to kill more than of them to finally get her point across. Walking by a few of them, the great unwashed began to scream as men were suddenly hitting the level. At the room access of the station the adult female turned and crooked her finger with a smile then exited.

The first four never knew what hit them, the adjacent two went down looking. The rest took cover as the woman slowly made her way to a hack. It should only take a day or two to reach the Syrian Republic of Turkey delimitation then another to pop out finding the loss leader

A week ago


The woman smiled after the killing of the first two John Major drawing card. ISIS was in a panic. They had started to air apologies to the holy assassin, anything to bring in the jehad against them to a conclusion. Laughing the woman decided it was clip to really get it on with these prick. Commandeering a broadcast regalia she sent her own message.

"I am the holy assassin, for the unlawful killing of my kinsperson, I am blood expletive sworn to eliminate all. I will not finish nor will I be stopped, make your ataraxis with Allah. Know that demise is the only when companion you have now and as we all know, Death only waits so long."The woman said, her vocalisation well disguised.

In Washington the woman's old handler shook his head ; she had gone completely off the deep end. A Jihad ? She alone ? What in the hell was she thinking ? True she had done more to obviate a huge part of ISIS but she was pushing it now. Reaching for the speech sound, the man suddenly had an melodic theme, one he should have thought of before now.

It was two twenty-four hour period later when a airplane landed in Turkey, and a finespun looking woman factor stepped off of it. An almost sneering look was on her look. Shaking her question, she donned her Ghutrah. ‘ Disgusting, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could kill most of them before they even touched their swords.'Then a smile lit up her face, her target area on the other hand ; now that would be a true challenge !

The woman had killed all but three of the drawing card now ; they were going to be the surd to get to. She was awaiting the arrival of one of the three when a rebuff, very thin apparent movement caught her eyes. SO ! They were finally starting to get good, too bad really this one she really liked. She'd been a good agent and admirer for a while.

A soft whispering voice drifted through the twist to the woman's capitulum."Damn it Barbie ! Never thought I'd be taking you out. You were the best, though no more that you've lost your mind."growling, the woman re-positioned herself.

"You know I hate that name, Kenna, always have. As if you don't remember, I am far substantially when I am mad. Is that what you are hoping for ?"The charwoman said.

"Always,"Kenna said.

There was the sound of various knife being thrown, then there was a gasp and a thump as a body hit the ground. The one called Barbie walked up to Kenna shaking her forefront."I haven't lost my nous, he lied to you, I am taking revenge is all, and they killed John. I will finish this, and then I'll finish him. I warned him to stop pursuing me, know I'll kill him for the both of us."

"Good,"came the weakening spokesperson of Kenna."He told all of them you were on a private war. Revenge isn't war, no it's far beyond that."Kenna grabbed Barbie's arm as she started to impart."Kill the bastard slow."Barbie smiled widely and nodded as her acquaintance let out her end rattle.

present tense Day


Her slender body tensed. She had to make water sure before she even thought of making a move. Since killing the endorse and third in command two and three days ago respectively, Directorate for Inter-Services Intelligence had tightened security up to a level that it would be ALMOST insufferable to get to the man. Almost but not totally impossible, there was always a way in, problem was getting out active. Watching further, she saw the main drawing card of Isis exit his car. Barbie had studied the man for the last few weeks. The others had really been null, but this man, HE was the most revered and best guarded.

Looking on, she saw that, yes, the man had a lot of safety, yes, he was in the car, but this man she saw wasn't the leader. Waiting about half an minute more, another car drove up and three men got out. The man who was out finale, looked at everything, constantly appraising everything. ‘ Ah !'Barbie thought, ‘ There the son of a bitch is !'

Following the three men, she saw they entered another part of the complex, a little expend and even less known expanse. Waiting a few min, she entered the sometime discussion section of the bunker and silently made her way down into the semi-darkness. Stopping brusk, she heard a man issuing orders to soul in the bunker with him. Getting flat against the wall the char waited for whoever or whatever was coming.

Several men made their way around the corner and walked right hand past her ! What the inferno ? Silently she made her way to the end of the hallway ; looking in the door, she was surprised when she saw a mod war way. ‘ Not bad, ‘ she thought. ‘ Too bad this son of a bitch has to die. He does have some great toys.'

looking at for the three she had seen go in, she was surprised when they weren't in there. Walking in against the wall, she soon heard vocalisation in another room. What the hell ? There was moaning, groaning and screaming almost like ra ... O.K., now I really want to kill this musical composition of trash. Pulling several of her throwing knife, she crept to the door and peeked in.

There on the bed the drawing card had a teen male being held down by the other two men while he raped the adolescent's ass. Bursting in Barbie threw and buried both of the throwing tongue to the hilt in the two men's throats.

No longer being held down, the stripling started to defend back, kick and punching the leader, finally throwing the old man off onto the floor. Drawing her fight knife Barbie advanced on the man on the floor. Swiftly she cut the man's genital organ loosen and commenced to block the bloody contents in the man's rima oris."suction and choke on that you sick son of a beef !"Leaving her net calling card, she spit in the dying man's face.

Looking around, Barbie knew she didn't have much sentence. The men she'd seen leaving earlier would be back as soon as they saw the stripling. Making her way back out into the main room again, Barbie started to reckon at everything. A air suddenly caught her attending. Snatching the grate loose, she started to get her way out, or so she thought.

Stopping, she saw that she was in the other part of the bunker. Crap ! spine tracking, she found another way that went More up. Almost an time of day later she emerged on the other position of the hill that backed the dugout. There was of class come confusion as men were running everywhere not really sure what to do. smile, the charwoman waited for a soldier to get too close. Then he was dead, his body in the vent with her. Changing clothes, she slowly made her way away from the bunker area. One thing left to do, she smiled.

It was three days after the bunker incident ; the animal trainer was reading the written report. They had found a body that was wearing female person combat clothes in a vent, burnt beyond identification. Shaking his head, he doubted it was her. He knew she was coming for him ; it was just when that was in doubt. Sighing, he already knew he was all in ; Kenna was the concluding that could bear killed her. When they found her dead body, he resigned himself to the fact that there was nothing they could do to stop her now.

Sighing, he sat back and took a vast gulp of the whiskey he had in his desk."I wondered when you were going to get here,"the man said when he saw the trace on the wall.

"Oh, I've been here a few fourth dimension. I hope you like the whiskey."Barbie said.

The man stopped a instant and didder his head looking at the Methedrine."Poison ? Very unlike you."

"Oh, it's more than poisonous substance. Let's see : secretion from the wild blue yonder Poison toad frog of Brazil, tubocurarine from the Strychnos vine in Central America. Those are the two I think you'll appreciate the most. In minuscule Cupid's disease they cause palsy. Yes, you're right, I don't usually use poisonous substance, but I made a promise to Kenna. A hope that I'd kill you slowly. You should already finger the effects of the two poisons."

"Why ?"The man asked."After all I did for you and ..."

"Yes, after all you did ; all the lies. I am going to savour watching you die, asshole."Pulling a razor thin blade from a case in her pocket, she smiled at the man."I think we've wasted enough time. Shall we begin ? ”