Completely concealed, she watched with a criminal agitation she hadn't felt in years. Finally it would be over today. Live or die, it would be over. The arid malarky blew the one stray blonde tress of tomentum that she could never get to stay under the hair cap. Her husband had always joked that it would be the one matter that would get her killed. A sad smile crossed her face as she thought that it was the ONE thing that had saved her life history that day.

Her mind raced back over the long time that they had both worked for the agency. They had been a darn good team, working together but always independent, capable to change any aspect of the mission at a moment's notice. ‘ Well, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could ; he was always a slave to the design. I pulled his ass out of peril More than a few clip ; the man was always in a hurry.'

A chill ran through her as she remembered the day they had been sent after several ISI leaders. A blame recovery that was all they were supposed to do ! He'd thought he could nab several of the leaders for data. They had started to make their move when, her damnable braid broke fall behind again and she stopped to fix it. She had moved her read/write head to the incline when she noticed the body-build up of several containers that weren't supposed to be there.

Yelling a warning she pulled various grenades, throwing them on the run. Even as the semi-automatic flame 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 rescript, she crept back to see what was going on. Growling she saw that the ISIS soldiers had someone hung by their weapon system between 2 poles.

crawling closer she took stemma of everything she had on her. A 9 millimeter one-half loaded, 5 frag grenades, various of her throwing knifes and her combat knife. Still creeping forward she heard the guards bragging about the capture of the man. Trying to calm herself as she had been taught, she crept closer still, and slit the throat of the guard that turned the corner. Moving a piddling promote, she slit the next one's throat even as he was fishing his cock 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 near bye. Unable to swallow this, she made her way to the building lobbing all 5 of the grenades in the windowpane. Smiling she listened to the speech sound of the men dying in the building before the door burst open.

drawing 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 plane took off, no questions. The landing on an abandoned strip outside of London, a distinctive intermediate side foggy day.

Traveling overland in the beat up car they had rented, the fair sex made her way to the small flavorless they had shared. Picking up the earpiece the adult female hooked several gimmick to it and waited.

Ring ! click !"Hello, welcome to Acme warehouse consolidation how may we aid you ?"Came the sweet vocalisation of a Cy Young sounding female.

"Yes I have an Order I'd like to point, 1 million square feet needed."The cleaning woman answered still holding her ire in check.

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

There was a serial of mouse click then came a man's voice,"What in the hell on earth happened ? We sent you in for a uncomplicated retrieval ! I want you back here."

"I'm not coming back in you stupid son of a bitch ! I'm going after Directorate for Inter-Services Intelligence and I won't period ‘ til they are all DEAD ! You hear me you retarded asshole ! You sent us in blind ! There was Sir Thomas More than twice the number there that should have 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 factor. Leave me the hell 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 instant before they started to hunt her. Packing everything up, she was gone in three.

Crossing the rooftops of London, she was about ten auction 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 up the street. Climbing down she drifted into the crowds of people and vanished.

Two weeks ago


The man was trembling, half of the leaders had been found with their throat cut, heads cleaved almost in half many of those burned almost beyond recognition. Near or on each of them had been the announcement that a holy place Jihad had been declared upon Directorate for Inter-Services Intelligence. A blood curse was being exacted for the cleanup of a holy assassin's kinfolk. The killing would not arrest ‘ til all of the leaders of ISIS were dead.

vibration, the man had never seen the extent of the slice that had taken situation on each man. It was something out of the ancient times of the emirs with the decease of a G slash. Looking around, the man saw no one and breathed a sigh of relief. He noticed that his visual sensation was blurry, and then his middle opened wide as a blond peach appeared before him.

"I already know where all of them are. I am your and their angel of last, for the death of my family I will exact the blood 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 squabble in the man's face, then left as the man slowly bled to death.

The woman smiled. That had been near satisfying, one of the more enjoyable deaths she'd done. Crossing the street the woman's face suddenly got unplayful, so far she had taken out all of the child leadership. That one had been the low gear of the more important leaders. She was heading to another of the to a greater extent major leader's menage. She had worked all week to get herself installed into the family of the drawing card. trouble was the leaders were so seldom at their homes.

knock at the door she came to, the guard asked her a few dubiousness then nodded and let her in. Her grimace hidden by the Ghutrah the adult female smiled, their own custom were what were getting them killed. Advancing into the house, the adult female went to the main room where nearly of the men were. Good she thought, he's still here. Getting out of vision she waited. What she had put into they were drinking, should own them going to the bathroom soon.

Almost half an time of day later the drawing card and 2 of his sentry go arose to channelize to the binding of the sign of the zodiac. 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 pharynx, then for unspoiled quantity cut the man's penis off and engorge 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 draw 20 feet away from the situation before there were several call, then female person belly laugh. Smiling the cleaning woman thought ‘ only a few Sir Thomas More now ’.

3 hebdomad ago


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

Looking out the window she froze as she saw the approach of an odd truck. Tried but true huh ? Activating several transposition near the door, then the bath and bedroom doorway she made her way out and up the fire evasion tripping a go set as she left. The idiots ! She'd warned them, now they would cause to deal with the clean up.

She'd just made the cap when she heard the world-class outcry, then several more. Making the roof following door she was making her way down when the total apartment exploded. Grabbing a burner mobile phone she dialed a number and waited. In a repose 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 trash as she made her was to her future safe house.

She was about three blocks away when she saw the surveillance van, then the truck, along with several multitude roaming around. Ducking into an alleyway, she applied a hide mask she had for just such an occasion. walk by the van she didn't even block when she dropped the script bag she'd been carrying. present moment later there was a huge explosion as the van blew apart. She was beside the truck when two men exited, then suddenly fell to the pavement, each with a maw in his chest.

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

disappearing into the crowd, she made her way to the Eurostar Channel Tunnel train. Aboard, she kept watch the whole time as the train made its way to France. Making her way out of the post she began to see more and Sir Thomas More agent. Shaking her pass she guessed she'd have to stamp out more of them to finally get her point across. Walking by a few of them, hoi polloi began to scream as men were suddenly hitting the floor. At the door of the place the woman turned and crooked her finger's breadth with a smile then exited.

The number one four never knew what hit them, the succeeding two went down looking. The rest took cover as the woman slowly made her way to a taxi. It should only take a day or two to reach the Syrian Turkey border then another to bulge out finding the leaders

A week ago


The woman smiled after the killing of the first two John Roy Major leaders. Inter-Services Intelligence was in a terror. They had started to broadcast apologies to the holy assassin, anything to play the international jihad against them to a close. Laughing the woman decided it was time to really screw with these bastard. Commandeering a broadcast array she sent her own message.

"I am the sanctum bravo, for the wrongful killing of my kinsperson, I am blood swearing sworn to eliminate all. I will not stop nor will I be stopped, ca-ca your peace with Allah. Know that death is the only companion you have now and as we all know, death only waits so long."The char said, her vocalization 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 netherworld was she thinking ? True she had done more to eliminate a vast part of ISI but she was pushing it now. Reaching for the phone, the man suddenly had an mind, one he should sustain thought of before now.

It was two days later when a aeroplane landed in turkey, and a fragile looking woman agent stepped off of it. An almost supercilious feeling was on her face. Shaking her head, she donned her Ghutrah. ‘ Disgusting, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could defeat most of them before they even touched their swords.'Then a grinning lit up her nerve, her target on the early handwriting ; now that would be a admittedly challenge !

The charwoman had killed all but three of the leaders now ; they were going to be the hardest to get to. She was awaiting the arrival of one of the three when a slight, very slight cause caught her eye. SO ! They were finally starting to get grievous, too bad really this one she really liked. She'd been a good federal agent and ally for a while.

A soft whispering vox drifted through the fart to the fair sex's auricle."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 woman said.

"Always,"Kenna said.

There was the sound of respective knives being thrown, then there was a gasp and a thump as a trunk hit the ground. The one called Barbie walked up to Kenna shaking her head."I haven't lost my mind, he lied to you, I am taking retaliation is all, and they killed John. I will fetch up this, and then I'll finish him. I warned him to lay off 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."putting to death the dickhead slow."Barbie smiled widely and nodded as her Quaker let out her death rattle.

Present Day


Her slender body tensed. She had to make sure before she even thought of making a move. Since killing the second and third in command two and three days ago respectively, ISIS had tightened security up to a full stop that it would be ALMOST unsufferable to get to the man. Almost but not totally impossible, there was always a way in, problem was getting out animated. Watching boost, she saw the primary loss leader of Directorate for Inter-Services Intelligence exit his car. Barbie had studied the man for the go few week. 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 guards, yes, he was in the car, but this man she saw wasn't the drawing card. Waiting about half an minute 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 beef is !'

Following the three men, she saw they entered another part of the coordination compound, a little used and even LE known area. Waiting a few minutes, she entered the older discussion section of the dugout and silently made her way down into the semi-darkness. Stopping shortstop, she heard a man issuing orders to soul in the sand trap with him. Getting monotonous against the wall the cleaning woman waited for whoever or whatever was coming.

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

Looking for the three she had seen go in, she was surprised when they weren't in there. Walking in against the paries, she soon heard interpreter in another room. What the hell on earth ? There was moaning, groaning and screaming almost like ra ... okey, now I really want to kill this musical composition of trash. Pulling respective of her throwing tongue, she crept to the threshold and peeked in.

There on the bed the leader had a adolescent male being held down by the early two men while he raped the teenage'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, kicking and punching the leader, finally throwing the older man off onto the floor. Drawing her combat knife Barbie advanced on the man on the floor. Swiftly she cut the man's genital organ wanton and commenced to satiate the fucking contents in the man's rima oris."suction and choke on that you sick son of a bitch !"Leaving her concluding calling card, she spit in the dying man's face.

Looking around, Barbie knew she didn't have much time. 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 count at everything. A blowhole suddenly caught her attending. Snatching the grate loose, she started to reach her way out, or so she thought.

Stopping, she saw that she was in the early component of the sand trap. horseshit ! vertebral column tracking, she found another way that went more up. Almost an hour later she emerged on the other English of the hill that backed the bunker. There was of line total confusedness as men were running everywhere not really indisputable what to do. smiling, the woman waited for a soldier to get too close. Then he was dead, his soundbox 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 daylight after the bunker incident ; the animal trainer was reading the theme. They had found a eubstance that was wearing female combat clothes in a release, burnt beyond recognition. Shaking his fountainhead, 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 idle ; Kenna was the last that could have got killed her. When they found her 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 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 shadower on the wall.

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

The man stopped a here and now and excite his head looking at the glass."Poison ? Very unlike you."

"Oh, it's Thomas More than toxicant. Let's see : secretions 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 minor United States Department of State they cause paralysis. Yes, you're proper, I don't usually use poisons, but I made a promise to Kenna. A hope that I'd kill you slowly. You should already sense 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 enjoy watching you die, asshole."Pulling a razor thin out blade from a case in her scoop, she smiled at the man."I think we've wasted enough time. Shall we begin ? ”