Completely concealed, she watched with a vicious inflammation she hadn't felt in year. Finally it would be over today. Live or die, it would be over. The arid wind blew the one stray blonde twist of hair 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 grin crossed her face as she thought that it was the ONE matter that had saved her life that day.

Her intellect raced back over the class that they had both worked for the government agency. They had been a damn near team, working together but always independent, able to change any aspect of the mission at a moment's poster. ‘ fountainhead, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could ; he was always a striver to the plan. I pulled his ass out of danger More than a few prison term ; the man was always in a hurry.'

A shiver ran through her as she remembered the day they had been sent after respective ISIS leader. A goddamn retrieval that was all they were supposed to do ! He'd thought he could nab several of the leader for information. They had started to pull in their move when, her damnable tress broke drop off again and she stopped to fix it. She had moved her mind to the face when she noticed the form 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 fire started she didn't period. She couldn't, moving ahead for half an 60 minutes. 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 Directorate for Inter-Services Intelligence soldiers had someone hung by their weapons system between 2 poles.

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

Finally she was within 20 chiliad when the man noticed her. Shaking his pass 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 secure bye. Unable to assume this, she made her way to the building lobbing all 5 of the grenades in the windows. Smiling she listened to the audio of the men dying in the construction before the door burst open.

draftsmanship her 9 mm she took out the outset few but knew they would get her also. Escaping she made her way to the tryst, getting in ; the carpenter's plane took off, no motion. The landing place on an abandoned flight strip 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-scale mat they had shared. Picking up the phone the woman hooked various gimmick to it and waited.

ring ! chink !"hi, welcome to peak warehouse consolidation how may we facilitate you ?"Came the scented interpreter of a untested sounding female.

"Yes I have an orderliness I'd like to position, 1 million second power fundament needed."The woman answered still holding her wrath in check.

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

There was a serial of clicks then came a man's spokesperson,"What in the hell on earth 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 bitch ! I'm going after ISI and I won't stopover ‘ til they are all DEAD ! You hear me you retarded asshole ! You sent us in subterfuge ! There was more than twice the number there that should have been."The woman shouted letting her pentagon contact have all her anger.

"I admit the selective 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. Leave me the hell alone."Here the char heaved a Brobdingnagian sigh."I mean it or you will get one of my victims !"Slamming the phone down she figured she had ten min before they started to hunt her. Packing everything up, she was gone in three.

Crossing the rooftops of London, she was about ten blocks away when she saw the black gondola start to come at the construction she'd just left. Smirking, she turned her eyes forward ; they'd be ahead of her soon, sentence to take the street. Climbing down she drifted into the crowds of mass and vanished.

Two weeks ago


The man was trembling, half of the leader had been found with their throats cut, promontory cleaved almost in half many of those burned almost beyond recognition. Near or on each of them had been the declaration that a holy place jehad had been declared upon Directorate for Inter-Services Intelligence. A profligate swearword was being exacted for the killing of a holy assassin's house. The killing would not stop ‘ til all of the leaders of Directorate for Inter-Services Intelligence were dead.

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

"I already know where all of them are. I am your and their Angel Falls of destruction, for the death of my family I will claim the rip oath on all of you. By the way son of a bitch, enjoy your last I only cut half your throat."With the sweetest of grinning the woman squabble in the man's fount, then left as the man slowly bled to death.

The woman smiled. That had been near fulfill, one of the more enjoyable last she'd done. Crossing the street the woman's aspect suddenly got serious, so far she had taken out all of the minor leaders. That one had been the number one of the more important leaders. She was heading to another of the more than major loss leader's business firm. She had worked all week to get herself installed into the household of the leader. problem was the leaders were so seldom at their homes.

knocking at the door she came to, the guard asked her a few query then nodded and let her in. Her boldness hidden by the Ghutrah the woman smiled, their own customs duty were what were getting them killed. Advancing into the household, the charwoman went to the master way where nearly of the men were. Good she thought, he's still here. Getting out of passel she waited. What she had put into they were drinking, should birth them going to the bathroom soon.

Almost half an hour later the leader and 2 of his sentry duty arose to guide to the back of the theater. Turning the char swiftly secreted herself in the room, and then watched as the man entered leaving the guards outside the threshold. Moving swiftly the woman had already cut the man's throat, then for good measure cut the man's phallus off and scarf out it into his dying mouth. Her arm moving at a blinding velocity she cut the man as much as she dared before she made her way out of the building.

She'd barely gotten twenty ft away from the home before there were several shouts, then female screams. Smiling the woman thought ‘ only a few more than now ’.

3 week ago


The 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 federal agent were slack as shit ! Where was the all out man hunting for her ? Only ten years before they would have had every hoot agent out there looking for her ! Pitiful ! The entire government agency had gone downhill so fast.

Looking out the window she froze as she saw the approach of an odd hand truck. Tried but true huh ? Activating several switches near the door, then the bath and sleeping room doors she made her way out and up the fire escape tripping a go set as she left. The cretin ! She'd warned them, now they would have to portion out with the clean up.

She'd just made the ceiling when she heard the showtime shouts, then various more. Making the roof next door she was making her way down when the entire flat exploded. Grabbing a burner cell she dialed a number and waited. In a quiet down and tranquil spokesperson 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 succeeding good house.

She was about three cylinder block away when she saw the surveillance van, then the truck, along with several people 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 stop when she dropped the hand bag she'd been carrying. Moments later there was a huge burst as the van blew apart. She was beside the truck when two men exited, then suddenly fell to the sidewalk, each with a kettle of fish in his chest.

Walking further, she pulled another burner cellphone and dialed again."That's happen upon two asshole. I can restrain killing them all day ; it seems you have null but trainees. Keep it up and you'll have to exchange the whole damn agency."wall hanging up, she tossed the cellphone and kept going.

Disappearing into the crowd, she made her way to the Eurostar Channel Tunnel gear. Aboard, she kept watch the whole time as the train made its way to France. Making her way out of the place she began to see more and More agents. Shaking her pass she guessed she'd have to kill More of them to finally get her stage across. Walking by a few of them, mass began to scream as men were suddenly hitting the story. At the door of the station the woman turned and crooked her finger's breadth with a smile then exited.

The first four never knew what hit them, the next two went down looking. The quietus took cover as the womanhood slowly made her way to a taxi. It should only exact a day or two to reach the Syrian Turkey border then another to part finding the leaders

A week ago


The cleaning lady smiled after the killing of the first two John Major leaders. ISIS was in a panic. They had started to spread excuse to the holy assassin, anything to bring the jihad against them to a stopping point. Laughing the char decided it was sentence to really have it away with these assholes. Commandeering a program regalia she sent her own message.

"I am the holy assassin, for the wrongful kill of my mob, I am parentage oath sworn to eliminate all. I will not terminate nor will I be stopped, make your peace with Allah. Know that death is the solitary associate you have now and as we all know, decease only waits so long."The cleaning woman said, her voice well disguised.

In WA the woman's old animal trainer shook his foreland ; she had gone completely off the deep end. A jehad ? She alone ? What in the Scheol was she thinking ? True she had done more to egest a huge part of Isis but she was pushing it now. Reaching for the telephone, the man suddenly had an idea, one he should take in thought of before now.

It was two days later when a plane landed in Meleagris gallopavo, and a delicate looking woman agent stepped off of it. An almost sneering face was on her face. Shaking her head, 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 mark on the other hand ; now that would be a unfeigned challenge !

The adult female had killed all but three of the leaders now ; they were going to be the firmly to get to. She was awaiting the arrival of one of the three when a rebuff, very slight movement caught her centre. SO ! They were finally starting to get life-threatening, too bad really this one she really liked. She'd been a good agent and Quaker for a while.

A soft voicelessness voice drifted through the malarkey to the woman's pinna."tinker's 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 cleaning lady re-positioned herself.

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

"Always,"Kenna said.

There was the sound of several knife being thrown, then there was a gasp and a thump as a body hit the priming. 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 can. I will end up this, and then I'll finish up him. I warned him to stop pursuing me, know I'll kill him for the both of us."

"goodness,"came the weakening phonation 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 go out."Kill the illegitimate child slow."Barbie smiled widely and nodded as her friend let out her death rattle.

nowadays Day


Her slender trunk tensed. She had to stool sure before she even thought of making a motion. Since killing the second and third in command two and three days ago respectively, Directorate for Inter-Services Intelligence had tightened security up to a item that it would be ALMOST impossible to get to the man. Almost but not totally impossible, there was always a way in, problem was getting out awake. Watching further, she saw the main leader of ISIS exit his car. Barbie had studied the man for the last few workweek. The others had really been zilch, but this man, HE was the most revered and Charles Herbert 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 live, 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 employ and even less known region. Waiting a few minutes, she entered the sure-enough surgical incision of the bunker and silently made her way down into the semi-darkness. Stopping curt, she heard a man issuing order of magnitude 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 right on past her ! What the perdition ? Silently she made her way to the end of the hallway ; looking in the door, she was storm when she saw a modern war room. ‘ Not bad, ‘ she thought. ‘ Too bad this son of a bitch has to die. He does accept 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 blaze ? There was moaning, groaning and screaming almost like ra ... okey, now I really want to kill this piece of trash. Pulling several of her throwing knives, she crept to the door and peeked in.

There on the bed the leader had a teenage 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 knife to the hilt in the two men's throats.

No longer being held down, the teen started to campaign back, kicking and punching the leader, finally throwing the older man off onto the floor. Drawing her armed combat knife Barbie advanced on the man on the floor. Swiftly she cut the man's genital organ loose and commenced to stuff the bloody contents in the man's oral fissure."Suck and choke on that you sick son of a bitch !"Leaving her concluding calling notice, 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 calculate at everything. A release suddenly caught her tending. Snatching the grate loose, she started to make her way out, or so she thought.

Stopping, she saw that she was in the other portion of the bunker. Crap ! Back tracking, she found another way that went more up. Almost an hour later she emerged on the other slope of the hill that backed the bunker. There was of course add together mental confusion as men were running everywhere not really sure enough what to do. Smiling, the cleaning lady waited for a soldier to get too close. Then he was dead, his trunk in the outlet with her. Changing clothes, she slowly made her way away from the trap area. One thing left to do, she smiled.

It was three days after the bunker incident ; the handler was reading the account. They had found a body that was wearing female person combat clothes in a release, burnt beyond recognition. Shaking his top dog, 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 last that could possess killed her. When they found her body, he resigned himself to the fact that there was nada they could do to discontinue her now.

Sighing, he sat back and took a Brobdingnagian gulping of the whisky 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 time. I hope you like the whiskey."Barbie said.

The man stopped a present moment and judder his head looking at the looking glass."poisonous substance ? Very unlike you."

"Oh, it's more than poison. Let's see : secretion from the Blue poisonous substance anuran of Brazil, tubocurarine from the Strychnos vine in Central America. Those are the two I think you'll appreciate the most. In minuscule acid they cause paralysis. Yes, you're right, I don't usually use toxicant, but I made a promise to Kenna. A promise that I'd killing you slowly. You should already palpate the result 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 slender blade from a grammatical case in her air hole, she smiled at the man."I think we've wasted enough time. Shall we begin ? ”