Completely concealed, she watched with a barbarous excitement she hadn't felt in days. Finally it would be over today. Live or die, it would be over. The arid wind blew the one stray blonde braid of pilus that she could never get to persist 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 matter that had saved her lifetime that day.

Her mind raced back over the years that they had both worked for the agency. They had been a tinker's dam good team, working together but always independent, able-bodied to transfer any aspect of the missionary post at a instant's posting. ‘ fountainhead, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could ; he was always a striver to the plan. I pulled his ass out of danger Thomas More than a few fourth dimension ; the man was always in a hurry.'

A shiver ran through her as she remembered the day they had been sent after several ISI leaders. A blame 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 make their move when, her execrable twist broke miss again and she stopped to fix it. She had moved her caput to the position when she noticed the human body 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 attack started she didn't full point. She couldn't, moving ahead for half an time of day. 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 branch between 2 poles.

crawl closer she took stock of everything she had on her. A 9 millimeter half loaded, 5 frag grenades, respective of her throwing knifes and her combat tongue. Still creeping forward she heard the guard duty bragging about the gaining control of the man. Trying to calm herself as she had been taught, she crept closer still, and slit the pharynx of the guard that turned the corner. Moving a piffling further, she slit the next one's throat even as he was fishing his tool out to piss.

Finally she was within 20 yards when the man noticed her. Shaking his read/write head and motioning to the construction behind him, indicating at to the lowest degree 30 men. Telling her he loved her, he motioned for her to go, telling her respectable bye. unable to accept this, she made her way to the building lobbing all 5 of the grenades in the windowpane. Smiling she listened to the sounds of the men dying in the building before the room access burst open.

lottery her 9 mm she took out the first of all few but knew they would get her also. Escaping she made her way to the rendezvous, getting in ; the carpenter's plane took off, no questions. The landing on an abandoned airstrip outside of London, a typical middling English foggy day.

Traveling overland in the heartbeat up car they had rented, the woman made her way to the small flat they had shared. Picking up the phone the cleaning lady hooked several devices to it and waited.

Ring ! Click !"how-do-you-do, welcome to summit warehouse consolidation how may we help you ?"Came the sweet voice of a Loretta Young sounding female.

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

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

There was a series of clicks then came a man's voice,"What in the the pits happened ? We sent you in for a bare recovery ! 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 period ‘ til they are all DEAD ! You hear me you retarded whoreson ! You sent us in blind ! There was more than twice the number there that should throw been."The 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. Leave me the inferno 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 hour before they started to hound her. Packing everything up, she was gone in three.

Crossing the rooftops of John Griffith Chaney, she was about ten cylinder block away when she saw the black elevator car start to arrive at the building she'd just left. Smirking, she turned her eye forward ; they'd be ahead of her soon, time to take the street. Climbing down she drifted into the crowds of hoi polloi and vanished.

Two weeks ago


The man was trembling, half of the loss leader had been found with their throats cut, point cleaved almost in half many of those burned almost beyond recognition. Near or on each of them had been the declaration that a holy jehad had been declared upon ISI. A blood expletive was being exacted for the killing of a holy assassin's kin. The killing would not hold back ‘ til all of the drawing card of ISI were dead.

quivering, the man had never seen the extent of the fade that had taken place on each man. It was something out of the ancient clock time of the emirs with the expiry of a thousand cut of meat. Looking around, the man saw no one and breathed a sigh of succor. He noticed that his vision was blurry, and then his heart opened widely as a blond beauty appeared before him.

"I already jazz where all of them are. I am your and their holy person of dying, for the expiry of my family I will claim the blood oath on all of you. By the way asshole, savour your death I only cut half your throat."With the sweetest of grinning the woman spat in the man's fount, then left as the man slowly bled to death.

The woman smiled. That had been nigh satisfying, one of the more enjoyable deaths she'd done. Crossing the street the fair sex's face suddenly got grave, so far she had taken out all of the minor leaders. That one had been the low gear of the more important drawing card. She was heading to another of the to a greater extent major loss leader's house. She had worked all week to get herself installed into the household of the drawing card. job was the leaders were so seldom at their homes.

Knocking at the doorway she came to, the guard asked her a few interrogative sentence then nodded and let her in. Her nerve hidden by the Ghutrah the woman smiled, their own tradition were what were getting them killed. Advancing into the firm, the cleaning woman went to the main room where about of the men were. Good she thought, he's still here. Getting out of raft she waited. What she had put into they were drinking, should ingest them going to the bathroom soon.

Almost half an hr later the drawing card and 2 of his guards arose to direct to the back of the house. Turning the fair sex swiftly secreted herself in the 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 practiced meter cut the man's penis off and block it into his dying mouth. Her arm moving at a blinding focal ratio she cut the man as much as she dared before she made her way out of the building.

She'd barely gotten twenty feet away from the billet before there were several vociferation, then female sidesplitter. Smiling the woman thought ‘ only a few more now ’.

tierce workweek ago


The charwoman had already made her design to pull up stakes 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 tiresome as diddly-shit ! Where was the all out man Hunt for her ? Only ten years before they would have had every hoot federal agent out there looking for her ! Pitiful ! The total means had gone downhill so fast.

Looking out the windowpane she froze as she saw the glide slope of an odd truck. Tried but true up huh ? Activating several switches near the door, then the privy and bedchamber doors she made her way out and up the flak escape tripping a shoemaker's last set as she left. The idiots ! She'd warned them, now they would sustain to trade with the pick up.

She'd just made the roof when she heard the for the first time shouts, then respective more. Making the roof next door she was making her way down when the entire apartment exploded. Grabbing a burner cell she dialed a number and waited. In a quiet and calmer voice than she felt she said,"I warned you ass rub, what you lose twenty, thirty agent ? Have fun scraping them off the walls."suspension up, she threw the cell in the crank as she made her was to her next safe house.

She was about three blocks 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 Brobdingnagian blowup as the van blew apart. She was beside the hand truck when two men exited, then suddenly fell to the sidewalk, each with a hole in his chest.

Walking further, she pulled another burner cellular telephone and dialed again."That's strike two prick. I can prevent killing them all day ; it seems you have zip but trainees. Keep it up and you'll have to replace the whole damn agency."hanging up, she tossed the cellular phone and kept going.

disappearing into the crew, she made her way to the Eurostar transmission channel Tunnel geartrain. Aboard, she kept watch the unhurt fourth dimension as the train made its way to French Republic. Making her way out of the place she began to see more and to a greater extent agents. Shaking her forefront she guessed she'd have to kill more of them to finally get her point across. Walking by a few of them, citizenry began to shout as men were suddenly hitting the floor. At the door of the station the cleaning lady turned and crooked her fingerbreadth with a smile then exited.

The firstly four never knew what hit them, the next two went down looking. The repose took cover as the woman slowly made her way to a taxi. It should only take a day or two to give the Syrian Turkey border then another to lead off finding the leaders

A week ago


The adult female smiled after the killing of the first two major loss leader. Inter-Services Intelligence was in a panic. They had started to send apologies to the holy assassin, anything to institute the jihad against them to a close. Laughing the womanhood decided it was meter to really screw with these assholes. Commandeering a broadcast regalia she sent her own message.

"I am the holy place assassin, for the wrongful kill of my family, I am profligate swearword sworn to eliminate all. I will not turn back nor will I be stopped, make your ataraxis with Allah. Know that death is the only associate you have now and as we all know, death only waits so long."The womanhood 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 excrete a huge function of Isis but she was pushing it now. Reaching for the speech sound, the man suddenly had an musical theme, one he should give thought of before now.

It was two daytime later when a planing machine landed in Republic of Turkey, and a delicate looking woman agent stepped off of it. An almost supercilious look was on her fount. Shaking her head, she donned her Ghutrah. ‘ Disgusting, ‘ she thought, ‘ I could vote down almost of them before they even touched their swords.'Then a smile lit up her brass, her target on the early manus ; now that would be a true challenge !

The woman had killed all but three of the loss leader now ; they were going to be the difficult to get to. She was awaiting the arrival of one of the three when a slight, very slight motility caught her center. SO ! They were finally starting to get serious, too bad really this one she really liked. She'd been a good agent and protagonist for a while.

A soft rustle part drifted through the winding to the cleaning woman's ears."Damn it Barbie ! Never thought I'd be taking you out. You were the respectable, though no more that you've lost your mind."growling, the woman re-positioned herself.

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

"Always,"Kenna said.

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

"good,"came the weakening interpreter 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."Kill the bastard slow."Barbie smiled widely and nodded as her friend let out her decease rattle.

nowadays Day


Her slender body tensed. She had to make believe surely before she even thought of making a motion. Since killing the second and tertiary in command two and three Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago respectively, ISI had tightened security up to a point 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 alive. Watching further, she saw the independent leader of ISIS drop dead his car. Barbie had studied the man for the last few calendar week. The others had really been nix, 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 loss leader. Waiting about half an hour more, another car drove up and three men got out. The man who was out finish, 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 character of the building complex, a fiddling used and even less get laid sphere. Waiting a few proceedings, she entered the older part of the bunker and silently made her way down into the semi-darkness. Stopping short, she heard a man issuing orders to somebody 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 box and walked right past her ! What the hell ? Silently she made her way to the end of the hallway ; looking in the doorway, she was surprised when she saw a forward-looking war elbow room. ‘ Not bad, ‘ she thought. ‘ Too bad this son of a squawk has to die. He does ingest 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 vocalization in another elbow room. What the pit ? There was moaning, groaning and screaming almost like ra ... Okay, now I really want to kill this piece of trash. Pulling several of her throwing knife, she crept to the doorway and peeked in.

There on the bed the leader had a teen male being held down by the other two men while he raped the stripling'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 teen started to campaign back, kicking and punching the leader, finally throwing the senior man off onto the flooring. Drawing her fighting tongue Barbie advanced on the man on the floor. Swiftly she cut the man's genitals on the loose and commenced to gourmandize the bloody contents in the man's sass."suck and choke on that you sick son of a bitch !"Leaving her final examination 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 teen. Making her way back out into the main room again, Barbie started to look at everything. A vent suddenly caught her attention. Snatching the grate loose, she started to make her way out, or so she thought.

Stopping, she saw that she was in the other part of the trap. Crap ! vertebral column tracking, she found another way that went Sir Thomas More up. Almost an hour later she emerged on the former side of the hill that backed the bunker. There was of course totality confusion as men were running everywhere not really trusted what to do. smiling, the woman waited for a soldier to get too close. Then he was dead, his trunk in the vent with her. Changing dress, she slowly made her way away from the bunker expanse. One thing left to do, she smiled.

It was three days after the bunker incident ; the coach was reading the reports. They had found a body that was wearing female fight wearing apparel in a vent-hole, burnt-out beyond recognition. Shaking his head, 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 live on that could have killed her. When they found her consistence, he resigned himself to the fact that there was nothing they could do to finish her now.

Sighing, he sat back and took a Brobdingnagian swig 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 shook his header looking at the methamphetamine hydrochloride."toxicant ? Very unlike you."

"Oh, it's more than poison. Let's see : secretions from the blueness Poison Frog of Brazil, tubocurarine from the Strychnos vine in telephone exchange U.S.. Those are the two I think you'll appreciate the most. In small Elvis they cause paralysis. Yes, you're right, I don't usually use poisons, but I made a promise to Kenna. A promise that I'd kill you slowly. You should already feel the effect 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 melt off blade from a case in her sac, she smiled at the man."I think we've wasted enough metre. Shall we begin ? ”