Completely concealed, she watched with a vicious excitement she hadn't felt in yr. Finally it would be over today. Live or die, it would be over. The desiccate wind blew the one stray blonde tress of whisker that she could never get to stay under the hair cap. Her husband had always joked that it would be the one thing that would get her killed. A sad smile crossed her face as she thought that it was the ONE thing that had saved her lifetime that day.

Her creative thinker raced back over the years that they had both worked for the agency. They had been a damn good team, working together but always independent, able to change any aspect of the missionary station at a minute's poster. ‘ wellspring, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could ; he was always a striver to the plan. I pulled his ass out of risk more than a few times ; the man was always in a hurry.'

A shiver ran through her as she remembered the day they had been sent after various ISIS leaders. A damned retrieval that was all they were supposed to do ! He'd thought he could nab respective of the leaders for entropy. They had started to produce their motility when, her execrable tress broke lose again and she stopped to fix it. She had moved her mind to the side when she noticed the build up of several containers that weren't supposed to be there.

Yelling a word of advice she pulled various grenades, throwing them on the run. Even as the semi-automatic firing 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 social club, 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.

crawling closer she took stock of everything she had on her. A 9 mm one-half loaded, 5 frag grenades, several of her throwing knifes and her combat tongue. Still creeping forward she heard the guards bragging about the capture of the man. Trying to chill out herself as she had been taught, she crept closer still, and slit the throat of the guard that turned the corner. Moving a little far, she slit the next one's pharynx even as he was fishing his putz out to piss.

Finally she was within 20 yards when the man noticed her. Shaking his head and motioning to the construction behind him, indicating at least 30 men. Telling her he loved her, he motioned for her to go, telling her skillful bye. unable to bear this, she made her way to the building lobbing all 5 of the grenades in the window. Smiling she listened to the sounds of the men dying in the building before the doors burst open.

drawing off her 9 mm she took out the first few but knew they would get her also. Escaping she made her way to the tryst, getting in ; the aeroplane took off, no dubiousness. The landing on an abandoned strip outside of London, a distinctive average English foggy day.

travelling overland in the cadence up car they had rented, the woman made her way to the minor flat tire they had shared. Picking up the phone the cleaning lady hooked various devices to it and waited.

doughnut ! Click !"how-do-you-do, welcome to meridian warehouse consolidation how may we help you ?"Came the gratifying voice of a young sounding female.

"Yes I have an order I'd like to place, 1 million foursquare invertebrate foot needed."The woman answered still holding her anger in check.

"Alright please postponement while I connect you."Can the buoyant voice.

There was a series of mouse click then came a man's vocalization,"What in the hell happened ? We sent you in for a simple retrieval ! I want you back here."

"I'm not coming back in you stupid son of a cunt ! I'm going after ISIS and I won't stop consonant ‘ 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 have been."The char shouted letting her Pentagon contact have all her anger.

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

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

Crossing the rooftops of London, she was about ten stoppage away when she saw the fatal auto start to come at the edifice she'd just left. Smirking, she turned her eyes forward ; they'd be ahead of her soon, sentence to ask the street. Climbing down she drifted into the crowds of people and vanished.

Two week ago


The man was trembling, one-half of the leader had been found with their throats cut, headland cleaved almost in half many of those burned almost beyond recognition. Near or on each of them had been the declaration that a holy international jihad had been declared upon ISI. A rip oath was being exacted for the putting to death of a holy assassin's family. The killing would not turn back ‘ til all of the leaders of ISIS were dead.

quiver, the man had never seen the extent of the slicing that had taken place on each man. It was something out of the ancient clock time of the emeer with the death of a thousand cuts. Looking around, the man saw no one and breathed a sigh of relief. He noticed that his vision was blurry, and then his center opened spacious as a blonde beauty appeared before him.

"I already lie with where all of them are. I am your and their angel of decease, for the death of my category I will demand the ancestry oath on all of you. By the way asshole, enjoy your destruction I only cut half your throat."With the sweetest of smiles the woman spat in the man's face, then left as the man slowly bled to death.

The charwoman smiled. That had been most fulfil, one of the more enjoyable deaths she'd done. Crossing the street the woman's grimace suddenly got good, so far she had taken out all of the minor leaders. That one had been the maiden of the more significant leaders. She was heading to another of the more major loss leader's house. She had worked all workweek to get herself installed into the household of the leader. job was the leaders were so seldom at their homes.

knocking at the door she came to, the guard asked her a few interrogative then nodded and let her in. Her case hidden by the Ghutrah the womanhood smiled, their own usance were what were getting them killed. Advancing into the house, the woman went to the briny elbow room where most of the men were. Good she thought, he's still here. Getting out of spate she waited. What she had put into they were drinking, should get them going to the john soon.

Almost half an 60 minutes later the leader and 2 of his precaution arose to maneuver to the back of the house. Turning the char swiftly secreted herself in the way, and then watched as the man entered leaving the sentry duty outside the door. Moving swiftly the adult female had already cut the man's throat, then for right bar cut the man's member off and stuffed it into his dying lip. Her arm moving at a blinding speed she cut the man as very much as she dared before she made her way out of the building.

She'd barely vex twenty feet away from the lieu before there were several call, then female screams. Smiling the woman thought ‘ only a few more than now ’.

Three weeks ago


The woman had already made her program to depart England. So far she hadn't seen any agentive role but she knew they were there. Ha ! Amateurs ! She'd have already tracked where she was, made program, and executed them. These Modern agents were slow as motherfucker ! Where was the all out man hunt club for her ? Only ten geezerhood before they would hold had every damn federal agent out there looking for her ! Pitiful ! The integral office had gone downhill so fast.

Looking out the window she froze as she saw the approach shot of an odd truck. Tried but lawful huh ? Activating several switches near the door, then the bathroom and bedroom threshold she made her way out and up the flame escape cock tripping a cobbler's last set as she left. The half-wit ! She'd warned them, now they would bear to conduct with the clean up.

She'd just made the ceiling when she heard the firstly shout, then various more. Making the cap next room access she was making her way down when the entire flat exploded. Grabbing a burner cell she dialed a phone number and waited. In a quiet and calmer voice than she felt she said,"I warned you ass wipe, what you lose twenty, thirty agents ? Have fun scraping them off the walls."Hanging up, she threw the cell in the glass as she made her was to her future rubber house.

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

Walking further, she pulled another burner cubicle and dialed again."That's come to two SOB. I can stay fresh killing them all day ; it seems you have nothing but trainees. stay fresh it up and you'll have to replace the whole damn agency."Hanging up, she tossed the cell and kept going.

disappearing into the gang, she made her way to the Eurostar Channel Tunnel wagon train. Aboard, she kept watch the whole fourth dimension as the train made its way to Jacques Anatole Francois Thibault. Making her way out of the post she began to see more and more agents. Shaking her head she guessed she'd have to kill more of them to finally get her point across. Walking by a few of them, people began to scream as men were suddenly hitting the floor. At the door of the place the woman turned and crooked her finger with a smiling then exited.

The first four never knew what hit them, the next two went down looking. The rest took cover as the cleaning woman slowly made her way to a taxi. It should only take a day or two to get to the Syrian turkey border then another to start finding the leadership

A calendar week ago


The char smiled after the killing of the first two John Major leadership. ISIS was in a panic. They had started to disseminate apologies to the holy assassinator, anything to contribute the Jihad against them to a conclusion. Laughing the woman decided it was prison term to really screw with these assholes. Commandeering a broadcast array she sent her own message.

"I am the holy assassin, for the wrongful killing of my family, I am blood oath sworn to eliminate all. I will not lay off nor will I be stopped, earn your peace of mind with Allah. Know that Death is the alone companion you have now and as we all know, expiry only waits so long."The cleaning lady said, her voice well disguised.

In American capital the woman's old handler shook his head ; she had gone completely off the deeply end. A Jihad ? She alone ? What in the Hell was she thinking ? True she had done more to eliminate a huge part of ISIS but she was pushing it now. Reaching for the phone, the man suddenly had an idea, one he should have thought of before now.

It was two Clarence Day later when a planing machine landed in turkey, and a delicate looking woman factor stepped off of it. An almost sneering facial expression was on her face. Shaking her nous, she donned her Ghutrah. ‘ Disgusting, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could pop well-nigh of them before they even touched their swords.'Then a grin lit up her face, her quarry on the early hand ; now that would be a lawful challenge !

The woman had killed all but three of the drawing card now ; they were going to be the voiceless to get to. She was awaiting the arrival of one of the three when a slight, very slight movement caught her middle. SO ! They were finally starting to get life-threatening, too bad really this one she really liked. She'd been a skilful broker and friend for a while.

A flabby whispering vocalisation drifted through the wind to the womanhood's ears."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 adult female re-positioned herself.

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

"Always,"Kenna said.

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

"Good,"came the weakening voice 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 leave."killing the bastard slow."Barbie smiled widely and nodded as her friend let out her death rattle.

nowadays Day


Her slender soundbox tensed. She had to make indisputable before she even thought of making a motion. Since killing the second and third in control two and three days ago respectively, Isis had tightened security department up to a distributor point that it would be ALMOST out of the question to get to the man. Almost but not totally impossible, there was always a way in, problem was getting out alert. Watching further, she saw the main drawing card of ISIS drop dead his car. Barbie had studied the man for the shoemaker's last few hebdomad. The others had really been nothing, but this man, HE was the most hero-worship and respectable guarded.

Looking on, she saw that, yes, the man had a lot of guards, yes, he was in the car, but this man she saw wasn't the drawing card. Waiting about half an hour more, another car drove up and three men got out. The man who was out hold up, 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 lilliputian put-upon and even less known area. Waiting a few minutes, she entered the older section of the bunker and silently made her way down into the semi-darkness. Stopping curtly, she heard a man issuing order to someone in the trap with him. Getting flat against the wall the char waited for whoever or whatever was coming.

Several men made their way around the recess and walked decent past her ! What the perdition ? Silently she made her way to the end of the hallway ; looking in the room access, she was storm when she saw a Bodoni war way. ‘ Not bad, ‘ she thought. ‘ Too bad this son of a bitch has to die. He does have some groovy toys.'

looking for 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 part in another way. What the blaze ? There was moaning, groaning and screaming almost like ra ... okey, now I really want to pour down this opus of trash. Pulling respective of her throwing knife, she crept to the door and peeked in.

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

No longer being held down, the adolescent started to oppose back, kicking and punching the drawing card, finally throwing the older man off onto the trading floor. Drawing her combat knife Barbie advanced on the man on the level. Swiftly she cut the man's genitalia loose and commenced to gormandize the flaming contents in the man's oral cavity."sucking and choke on that you sick son of a bitch !"Leaving her final calling add-in, she spit in the dying man's face.

Looking around, Barbie knew she didn't have much metre. The men she'd seen leaving earlier would be back as soon as they saw the teen. Making her way back out into the independent room again, Barbie started to expect at everything. A vent suddenly caught her attention. Snatching the grate loose, she started to make her way out, or so she thought.

fillet, she saw that she was in the early division of the bunker. Crap ! rear trailing, she found another way that went more up. Almost an time of day later she emerged on the other side of the hill that backed the bunker. There was of row total confusion as men were running everywhere not really sure what to do. smile, the woman waited for a soldier to get too close. Then he was dead, his dead body in the vent with her. Changing clothes, she slowly made her way away from the trap expanse. One thing left to do, she smiled.

It was three 24-hour interval after the bunker incident ; the handler was reading the reports. They had found a body that was wearing female combat clothes in a vent, burn up beyond recognition. Shaking his head, he doubted it was her. He knew she was coming for him ; it was just when that was in dubiousness. Sighing, he already knew he was dead ; Kenna was the last that could let killed her. When they found her consistency, he resigned himself to the fact that there was nothing they could do to stop her now.

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

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

The man stopped a moment and sway his brain looking at the meth."poisonous substance ? Very unlike you."

"Oh, it's more than toxicant. Let's see : secernment from the Blue Poison Frog of brazil, curare from the Strychnos vine in Central America. Those are the two I think you'll appreciate the most. In small doses they cause palsy. Yes, you're right hand, I don't usually use poisons, but I made a promise to Kenna. A hope that I'd kill you slowly. You should already find the effects of the two poisons."

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

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