Completely concealed, she watched with a vicious fervour she hadn't felt in years. Finally it would be over today. Live or die, it would be over. The waterless air current blew the one stray blonde tress of hair's-breadth that she could never get to stay under the tomentum 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 sprightliness that day.

Her mind raced back over the yr that they had both worked for the agency. They had been a damn good team, working together but always free lance, able to change any aspect of the foreign mission at a moment's notice. ‘ Well, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could ; he was always a slave to the program. I pulled his ass out of danger Sir Thomas 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 Directorate for Inter-Services Intelligence leadership. A unredeemed retrieval that was all they were supposed to do ! He'd thought he could nab respective of the leaders for information. They had started to do their move when, her damnable tress broke suffer again and she stopped to fix it. She had moved her forefront to the side when she noticed the build 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.

crawl closer she took stock certificate of everything she had on her. A 9 millimeter half loaded, 5 frag grenades, several of her throwing knifes and her combat knife. Still creeping forward she heard the safeguard bragging about the seizure of the man. Trying to calm herself as she had been taught, she crept closer still, and slit the throat of the guard duty that turned the box. Moving a fiddling further, she slit the succeeding one's throat 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 building behind him, indicating at least 30 men. Telling her he loved her, he motioned for her to go, telling her good bye. ineffective to accept this, she made her way to the construction lobbing all 5 of the grenades in the windows. Smiling she listened to the speech sound of the men dying in the building before the doors burst open.

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

traveling overland in the beat up car they had rented, the woman made her way to the small matted they had shared. Picking up the phone the fair sex hooked respective devices to it and waited.

doughnut ! Click !"Hello, welcome to Acme storage warehouse consolidation how may we aid you ?"Came the Sweet voice of a young sounding female.

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

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

There was a series of clicks then came a man's voice,"What in the netherworld happened ? We sent you in for a unproblematic retrieval ! I want you back here."

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

"I admit the entropy 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 agents. Leave me the hell alone."Here the adult female heaved a huge sigh."I mean it or you will go one of my victims !"Slamming the phone down she figured she had ten minute of arc before they started to hunt her. Packing everything up, she was gone in three.

Crossing the rooftops of British capital, she was about ten blockage away when she saw the Negroid railway car start to come at the construction she'd just left. Smirking, she turned her eyes forward ; they'd be ahead of her soon, metre to take the street. Climbing down she drifted into the crowds of people and vanished.

Two workweek ago


The man was trembling, half of the leaders had been found with their throat cut, fountainhead cleaved almost in half many of those burned almost beyond realisation. Near or on each of them had been the resolution that a holy Jihad had been declared upon ISIS. A parentage swearing was being exacted for the kill of a sanctum assassin's family. The killing would not turn back ‘ til all of the leaders of ISIS were dead.

vibration, the man had never seen the extent of the slicing that had taken place on each man. It was something out of the ancient metre of the amir with the death of a thousand undercut. Looking around, the man saw no one and breathed a sigh of easement. He noticed that his vision was blurry, and then his eyes opened wide as a blonde mantrap appeared before him.

"I already know where all of them are. I am your and their backer of Death, for the death of my family I will take the blood oath on all of you. By the way son of a bitch, enjoy your death I only cut half your throat."With the sweetest of smiles the woman spat in the man's side, then left as the man slowly bled to death.

The woman smiled. That had been nearly fulfill, one of the more enjoyable last she'd done. Crossing the street the charwoman's typeface suddenly got grave, so far she had taken out all of the pocket-size leaders. That one had been the commencement of the more important leaders. She was heading to another of the more major leader's firm. She had worked all hebdomad to get herself installed into the household of the drawing card. Problem was the leader were so seldom at their homes.

knocking at the door she came to, the guard asked her a few questions then nodded and let her in. Her case hidden by the Ghutrah the cleaning lady smiled, their own impost were what were getting them killed. Advancing into the house, the woman went to the main room where to the highest degree of the men were. right she thought, he's still here. Getting out of pot she waited. What she had put into they were drinking, should have got them going to the lavatory soon.

Almost half an hour later the drawing card and 2 of his sentry duty arose to head to the backbone of the mansion. Turning the woman swiftly secreted herself in the elbow room, and then watched as the man entered leaving the guards outside the door. Moving swiftly the woman had already cut the man's throat, then for in effect cadence cut the man's penis off and overgorge it into his dying mouthpiece. Her arm moving at a blinding speed she cut the man as much as she dared before she made her way out of the building.

She'd barely gravel twenty substructure away from the place before there were several shouts, then distaff screams. Smiling the woman thought ‘ only a few more now ’.

Three calendar week ago


The cleaning woman had already made her programme to forget 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 architectural plan, and executed them. These newer agents were dumb as shit ! Where was the all out man hunt for her ? Only ten years before they would have had every shit agent out there looking for her ! Pitiful ! The integral means had gone downhill so fast.

Looking out the window she froze as she saw the approach of an odd hand truck. Tried but genuine huh ? Activating several switches near the door, then the bathroom and bedroom room access she made her way out and up the fervency escape tripping a shoemaker's last set as she left. The idiots ! She'd warned them, now they would have to divvy up with the clean up.

She'd just made the roof when she heard the first shout, then various more. Making the roof following door she was making her way down when the entire flat exploded. Grabbing a burner prison cell she dialed a turn and waited. In a quiet and serene voice than she felt she said,"I warned you ass wipe, what you lose xx, XXX broker ? Have fun scraping them off the walls."Hanging up, she threw the prison cell in the trash as she made her was to her next safe house.

She was about three stoppage away when she saw the surveillance van, then the motortruck, along with several mass roaming around. Ducking into an back street, she applied a hide mask she had for just such an social occasion. Walking by the van she didn't even turn back when she dropped the script bag she'd been carrying. moment later there was a huge explosion 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 come to two motherfucker. I can go on killing them all day ; it seems you have nothing but trainees. Keep it up and you'll have to replace the entirely damn agency."Hanging up, she tossed the cell and kept going.

Disappearing into the crowd, she made her way to the Eurostar distribution channel burrow train. Aboard, she kept watch the whole clip as the train made its way to France. Making her way out of the station she began to see more than and More agents. Shaking her top dog she guessed she'd have to wipe out Sir Thomas 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 storey. At the door of the station the woman turned and crooked her finger with a smile then exited.

The starting time four never knew what hit them, the next two went down looking. The residue took cover as the char slowly made her way to a taxi. It should only take a day or two to hand the Syrian Turkey molding then another to embark on finding the drawing card

A week ago


The woman smiled after the killing of the first two major leaders. ISIS was in a panic. They had started to circularise apologies to the holy assassin, anything to bring the jehad against them to a ending. Laughing the adult female decided it was time to really screw with these assholes. Commandeering a program array she sent her own message.

"I am the holy assassin, for the unlawful killing of my family unit, I am blood oath sworn to obviate all. I will not stop nor will I be stopped, establish your peace with Allah. Know that death is the merely comrade you have now and as we all know, death only waits so long."The woman said, her voice well disguised.

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

It was two Day later when a sheet landed in bomb, and a delicate looking woman agent stepped off of it. An almost sneering look was on her boldness. Shaking her question, she donned her Ghutrah. ‘ Disgusting, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could obliterate most of them before they even touched their swords.'Then a smile lit up her face, her target on the former hand ; now that would be a lawful challenge !

The fair sex had killed all but three of the leaders 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 eyes. SO ! They were finally starting to get serious, too bad really this one she really liked. She'd been a good agent and friend for a while.

A gentle whisper voice drifted through the malarkey to the woman'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 woman re-positioned herself.

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

"Always,"Kenna said.

There was the sound of various tongue being thrown, then there was a gasp and a clump as a body hit the basis. The one called Barbie walked up to Kenna shaking her head."I haven't lost my mind, he lied to you, I am taking revenge is all, and they killed John. I will finish up this, and then I'll finish him. I warned him to cease 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. retaliation isn't war, no it's far beyond that."Kenna grabbed Barbie's arm as she started to pass on."killing the SOB slow."Barbie smiled widely and nodded as her Friend let out her dying rattle.

Present Day


Her slender physical structure tensed. She had to make sure enough before she even thought of making a move. Since killing the second and third in bid two and three day ago respectively, ISIS had tightened security up to a point 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 alive. Watching far, she saw the principal leader of ISIS exit his car. Barbie had studied the man for the concluding few weeks. The others had really been nothing, but this man, HE was the most revered and best guarded.

Looking on, she saw that, yes, the man had a lot of safety device, yes, he was in the car, but this man she saw wasn't the leader. Waiting about half an hour more, another car drove up and three men got out. The man who was out utmost, 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 component part of the building complex, a piffling practice and even LE screw area. Waiting a few minutes, she entered the older discussion section of the bunker and silently made her way down into the semi-darkness. Stopping short, she heard a man issuing orders to someone in the bunker with him. Getting flat against the wall the woman waited for whoever or whatever was coming.

Several men made their way around the corner and walked compensate past her ! What the hell ? Silently she made her way to the end of the hallway ; looking in the door, she was surprise when she saw a modern war room. ‘ Not bad, ‘ she thought. ‘ Too bad this son of a kick has to die. He does experience some great 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 voices in another elbow room. What the infernal region ? There was moaning, groaning and screaming almost like ra ... Okay, now I really want to kill this objet d'art of trash. Pulling several of her throwing knives, 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 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 teen started to fight back back, kicking and punching the leader, finally throwing the older man off onto the trading floor. Drawing her armed combat knife Barbie advanced on the man on the level. Swiftly she cut the man's crotch loose and commenced to stuff the bloody contents in the man's mouthpiece."Suck and choke on that you sick son of a beef !"Leaving her final calling card, she spit in the dying man's face.

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

fillet, she saw that she was in the other contribution of the bunker. Crap ! back tracking, she found another way that went more up. Almost an hour later she emerged on the early side of the hill that backed the sand trap. There was of course total confusion as men were running everywhere not really sure what to do. smiling, the char waited for a soldier to get too close. Then he was dead, his organic structure in the vent with her. Changing clothes, she slowly made her way away from the dugout area. One thing left to do, she smiled.

It was three days after the trap incident ; the handler was reading the written report. They had found a organic structure that was wearing female combat dress in a blowhole, burnt beyond recognition. Shaking his school principal, he doubted it was her. He knew she was coming for him ; it was just when that was in question. Sighing, he already knew he was dead ; Kenna was the in conclusion that could sustain killed her. When they found her body, he resigned himself to the fact that there was nothing they could do to kibosh her now.

Sighing, he sat back and took a huge 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 shadow on the wall.

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

The man stopped a moment and shook his head looking at the glass."toxicant ? Very unlike you."

"Oh, it's More than poison. Let's see : secretions from the bluing toxicant Frog of Brasil, Curare from the Strychnos vine in telephone exchange America. Those are the two I think you'll appreciate the most. In small back breaker they cause paralysis. Yes, you're flop, I don't usually use poisons, but I made a hope to Kenna. A hope that I'd putting to death you slowly. You should already feel the effects of the two poisons."

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

"Yes, after all you did ; all the Lie. I am going to enjoy watching you die, asshole."Pulling a razor lose weight steel from a case in her air pocket, she smiled at the man."I think we've wasted enough metre. Shall we begin ? ”