The beast unleashed.

THE RULES

1) First post should include your character sheet. Doesn't necessarily have to be at the beginning.

2) For the sake of this continuing, please say when are you logging off and for how long, plus your timezone. Just so this doesn't die.

3) Blend in the story. It's not fun to be sitting away from the action, especially when you know you can get in the fray.

4) No stupid shit. And no one wants to hear you whine, douchebag.

5) Don't kill anyone unless you have the character's author permission. Yes, it's Hitman RP

6) Write as if you were writing a movie script. That means:

• SPELL RIGHT
• Narration and actions should be easily told apart from dialogue, and should be written in third person.
• You should be able to easily tell apart which character is saying what on dialogue.
  

7) No powergaming. That means, you can't be invincible, or something that makes you super powerful. It's stupid, it breaks roleplay and is gonna make people hate you. So don't do it.

8) You are not restricted to being a hitman, you can be whatever you want, hell, you might even be an FBI agent trying to catch a hitman. The main story revolves around hitmen, so it's preferible to have atleast one hitman character.

PROTIP: You are not restricted to one character. If your character dies, you can make another. If you want to make a character, do it. The point of this is to be flexible.

Character Sheet (You don't have to stick to this, although you shouldn't have less info than this on your sheet):

Name:
Gender: (Male/Female/Whatever the **** you can think of)
Age:
Nationality:
Description: (How your character looks like, anything distinctive from it)
Background: (What your character is, what made him what he/she is.)

The Story

It takes place in our current time. International conflict has just arisen due to recent activities made by the Republic of Krashevia, or most specifically it's ruler, General Kazhar Mazktif, who has taken over the country in an spectacular coup 'd etat against the democratic government that by law ruled the country. More importantly though, is the fact that just months ago, Krashevia purchased it's first ICBM from Russia. The country has since the last year been heavily militarized, due to terrorist attacks trying to shatter it's very successful economy.

That is, until General Mazktif decided to take over and sending everything good that has ever come from that country on a free fall straight to hell.

Obviously, there are people who want Mazktif dead. For various reasons, to save Krashevia, to prevent Mazktif from nuking someone, to take over Krashevia, for the shits and giggles, religion. And when someone wants someone dead, there's always someone to do it for you.

And that person, might just be you.

------FROM HERE, SHIT IS IN CHARACTER. GOGOGO------

Name: Kaz Aszaris
Gender: Male
Age: 21 (Born 28 January, 1987)
Nationality: Krashevian
Description: Different coloured eyes, one green, one brown. He suffers from chimaerism, and therefore his skin has black and stripes over his body, like a tiger. He always carries full body cloakes or suits, preferibably black and that hides his skin the most, so he isn't identified as easily. He almost always carries a concealed firearm with him. Usually unexpressive and calm.
Background: Kaz is one of the members of the Twelve Divine group. He has been trained all his life by the customs of the Twelve Divine, trained in the use of firearms of any kind, martial arts and the ways of killing more efficiently. He never got to knew his parents, even though the Twelve Divine told him they were still alive. His codename is "Tiger", and his life partner is Yui Takamitsu, codename "Rabbit", who, like brother and sister, assist each other on each hit they undertake, although mostly at a professional level. He is right now employed to kill General Mazktif, by any mean necessary, in order to allow the revolutionary parties of Krashevia to arise.

Name: Yui Takamitsu
Gender: Female
Age: 20 (Born 16 February 1988)
Nationality: British-Japanese
Description: Very long blonde hair, usually kept with two ponytails, blue eyes, around 5'9". To match her teammate's favorite color, she usually wears black, and leather items. Fluctuates alot in personality, although she is very much like her teammate, inexpressive in most cases.
Background: Yui is an exceptional case in the Twelve Divine. Each one of it's members is usually taken at birth to train, chosen from a serie of criteria. Yui didn't however, she actually underwent a normal childhood, but it abruptly ended with tragedy at age 12, when both of her parents were murdered by hitmen, death that she by the way saw. She came to live with her aunt, who lived on Japan. There she tried to start over again, getting over the traumatic pictures from that night, but tragedy struck her again, merely years away, at age 14, the Yakuza murdered her aunt and her boyfriend (And only friend) due to debts never payed by her aunt's husband. She snapped, after realizing the Yakuza were responsible for the death of her parents too. She took two handguns, got in the Yakuza quarters inside a pachinko parlor disguised as a prostitute, and proceeded to kill everyone in the vincinity. After that she faked her death, and dissapeared from public records. The Twelve Divine found this so impressive they decided to train her as a Divine Sister. After just 4 years she became a full member of the Twelve Divine, under the codename "Rabbit", teammate of Kaz.



**A group of people are escorting a VIP inside the now heavily fortified Krashevia City International Airport. One of the escorts, who is carrying a guitar then asks**

-Be right back, gotta smoke.

**The man runs to the bathroom, grabbing a soda in the way, makes sure no one is near, then removes his shirt, revealing his bulletproof vest and his striped skin. Kaz then puts on a shirt he takes from the guitar case, and then puts a filthy jacket over it. He then gets a fake beard and a weathered cap. He cuts the soda can in half, after drinking it, and using the other side as a tip cup. He then exits the bathroom and starts playing guitar outside**

**After complaints of him being drunk, the hobo is foricibly removed from the airport, and dropped outside without even going through customs. He then removes the hobo clothes, and goes to the taxi port in casual clothes, and carrying a guitar case, he meets a woman who salutes him with a hug and a kiss**

Woman: Hi honey! How was your trip?

Kaz: Oh fantastic, just great. We sure managed to score that business deal.

Woman: (Whispered) Get in the goddamned car already.

**They both get in the car**

Kaz: Lovely show you put up there, Yui. I wonder if the guards right there think that we're criminals or druggies. I'd go with both.

Yui: Me? I am using regular methods, your obnoxious and overly complicated methods, now those are a show.

Kaz: No one expects a hobo to have 20/200 eye sight or carrying a rifle with him. I'd say it's the best way of getting through customs.

Yui: Ever heard of passports?

Kaz: I am both weird and obnoxious, so that option, consider it crossed out for my next plans.

**Yui sighs**

Kaz: Where's my kit?

Yui: Suitcase, on the floor.

**Kaz takes the guitar he was carrying out, he examines it, then snaps it in half. From the bridge he takes the barrel and from the body the firing mechanism of the gun. From the suitcase he takes the scope, and the stock. He ensambles his M82 rifle together with all those parts.**

Kaz: This is a bit too much power.

Yui: You'll need it, the target will be a mile away, moving, and covered by bulletproof glass.

Kaz: Who's him? The Pope?

Yui: No, a man with a nuke. I'm sure you'll be more than glad to take out this corrupt bigoted asshole with a bang. So I brought you this.

**Kaz takes one very big bullet from the suitcase**

Yui: 20mm high explosive self propel assisted round. It'll do the job.

Kaz: Sometimes, I just plain out love you.

**The car drives away to a parade honoring General Mazktif**

I didn't read it all, but I think I get the jist of it.

Name: Madison
Gender: Undefined
Age: Undefined
Nationality: undefined
Description: An elite gaurd of Doctor Dread, never exposed in a large territoy, yet offers him the best protection. His/her codename is : Gods Hand

Name: Charles
Gender: male
Age: 47
Nationality: Egyption
Description: Huge, buff dude with steal teeth. Is a gaurd of of infamous "Doctor Dread"

Name: Doctor Dread
Gender: male
Age: 53
Nationality: Caucaisan
Description: Insane, diabolic, rich up the ass evil professer, who is currently in a plain station to Russia. Plans to destory it all with his arsenal. Has just finished a potion similar to that of the one in "Doctor Jackle and Mr. Hyde"
(Ohshi-)

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D.D) Walks forward.

Ugly teen at the ticket booth) Can I help you?

D.D) Yes, I want 48 tickets for the 6 O-clock plain to Russia...
*Slides a long blade, which appears to of been used recently*
D.D) And make it quick

Ugly teen) Y-Y-Yes sir....
* walks away shaking*

Name: Joe Rathik
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Nationality: American
Description: The co-leader of the organization, "Orion-5". An experianced assassin who knows everything about the way you think, the way a man would walk, talk, and even kill. He would know if you were going to shoot someone in the stomach or the head just by the way you blink, with a history of relatives with great respect for there knowledge, Joe does not stop short at the expectation of his ancestors, he exceeds them greatly.
Background:His father was a nuclear scientist who worked on creating power without a biproduct. He had succeeded in creating the Hirus, a powerful, metal block that runs on nothing and creates nothing unwanted. Before he could recieve any media attention for what would have been the most succesful invention of all time, he was assassinated without any traces of a suspect, the miracle device had disappeared and the Earth was one step behind in the world of technology. His childhood was better then expected of his present character. He lived in a mansion with whatever he desired. After his father had died he became emotionless. He stayed in his room for weeks only to recieve the absolute minimum amount of food and water needed to survive, with revenge on the verge of tipping over he requested that his newfound guardian construct a special gun for him. Resembling a modernized version of the M1911 with a mounted 6xscope on top, symbols carved into the gun and his fathers name, James, engraved on the back of the gun so he would always be reminded of his father's death when aiming his pistol.





**Joe had been sitting in a small hut staring at a plant for hours, an unfinished apple and a cup of water sat on the ground next to him. His cellphone rang and he picked up, a british accent sounded in his ear, "Hey Joe, get over to the factory, I've got some work for you mate", he noticed his caller was in a good mood, after shutting his eyes he saw a man recieving a check for a large amount of money. He hung up and got out of his seat slowly, It was night time, Joe walked out of the door with his dear old pistol in its holster, his car, a Ford GT, was a gift from his now aging guardian. Speeding towards the outskirts of the city he saw the meeting place for his next briefing, an abandoned factory never razed by the now careless governor of the city.


Walking out of the car he heard a muffled discussion coming from inside,the conversation was between more then 10 people, casually walking inside like the building was his home he greeted the silhouettes sitting in front of a dim lantern, they hid their faces differences between eachother in the shadows, incases there was a threat near. Sitting down at a long table he heard the voice of the man at the far end, it was the caller, and he was ready to begin the briefing. "Good evening, I've gathered you here to brief you all on your next mission", a projecter emitted light onto a old, worn out wall. A map of a city district showed." Already everyone at the table knew this was Krashevia. "This, is the city of Jioania, intel has been gathered by agents that a suspect supporting the coup is in the area and is currently resting on vacation. His house, is here", a stick smacked into the wall on what appeared to be a high class apartment building. "Obviously, there is bullet proof glass around the target building because of the surrounding positions that would have made it too easy"** Err I dont have enough time to finish it right now, I guess I'll continue later today or tommorow.

Sweet a Hitman RP! What a great idea! I'm sooo joining this!

Name: Xana Qinten

Gender:Female

Age:16 [Born in 1992]

Nationality: American

Description:5,6, long jet black hair, misty blue eyes, in general quite pretty . Normally wears dark plain clothes. Has had extensive training in self-defence and weapon handling.

Strenghts: Is agile and light on her feet and quite cunning

Weakness: Isn't very hardy, low endurance and she is prone to flashbacks. Is also prone to uncontrolable out bursts of emotion, these can be good or bad....

Background: Xana was a A+ student and moral and nice person until the terrible accident on the 12th of september 2004 when she was 12. There was this boy she cared about so much that he was all see wanted,all she though about, all she cared about. If he said he loved her she would have died happy. It was 12:45 pm that's when the school held assembly. It was the normal yada-yada until a crazed escaped convit ran in throwing a fragmentation grenade and escaped. The grenade killed and injured 34 people including Xana's dream boyfriend.

Before he died she ran over to him and his last words were "[SIZE="1"]Xana I ...."[/SIZE] he then stoped and closed his eyes. She snapped, her world was shattered, there was nothing left for here. But then she stood up and her soul and body were focused on one thing. Revenge. She stole a hunting knife and a pistol and she almost killed him but a undercover Hitman who was also looking for him saw her and persuaded her not to. He saw her skill and cunning and made her a deal. If she joined the assassin group know as 'The Enlightened' as a hired hitman no-one would learn what she had done and she could save more people from suffering her boyfriends fate. She agreed. Little did she know that her boyfriend survived and was looking for her.

Present day:
*A young man walks dow the street unaware of the danger lurking nearby
A assasain with a sniper rifle lines up his shot*

Assasian: To bad you didn't pay my boss his due, you could have lived. Sigh it's such a pity today is a nice day.

???????: TO DIE!

* Xana rushs up to him and knocks him to the ground *

Xana: If it weren't for people like you, I wouldn't be doing this.

*Xana pulls him up and snaps his neck*

Xana: Justice for you,basterd.

*She looks at his target and is shocked*

Xana: Is that?

*Xana has a flash back of scene at the assembly, by the time it's over he is gone*

Xana: Guess I'll never know now.

* Xana's phone rings*

Daniel: Xana how was your patrol?

Xana: Great, I wiped another worthless scumbag from the face of the earth.

Daniel: Really Xana, where and when?

Xana: Lower district, just on top of the EBSF building 'bout 2 minutes ago.

Daniel: What? Did he kill his target?

Xana: No, another innocent soul walks away today

Daniel: Thats great Xana. I have news for you. We are sending some of our best men and women into Russia.The political stability over there is of global concern. Take the next flight to Russia and meet up with your supplier and lnformant Jasper.

Xana: Will do.

*Xana shuts her cellphone and goes down to the street,gets into her motor bike and rides to her house to pack*

*Back at one of the enlightened Hideouts*

Daniel[the caller]: Damnit he got away! I hope nothing happens to change the plan. He could destroy everything!

* One day later. Xana is now in Russia*

Jasper:[SIZE="1"] pssst! Xana over here![/SIZE]

Xana: Jasper I presume?

Jasper:Yeah, keep it down. Come with me I'll take you to your new temporary HQ.

*Xana and Jasper walk out to Jasper's car and the drive to the HQ.*

Jasper: I've heard about you Xana, you have a imppecable record, dozens of innocents must walk because of you.

Xana: Knowing that subdues the saddness inside me. It's the only reason I do this job.

Jasper: But you must do it for other reasons Xana! Don't you enjoy sending the blinded ones to oblivion? So they no longer taint the path for us the enlightened?

Xana: Yes and no. I enjoy sending the worthless into the dark abyss but only because the innocent walk because of it.

Jasper: Well Xana, you have made us one of the most sort after groups of.... people who deal with problems like the blind ones. So don't voice these opinions anymore, understood?

Xana: Yes Jasper.

Jasper: Good girl * Jasper holds Xana's hand and kisses it. It will be a pleasure working with you.

*Xana stares at him, yanks her hand away and moves away from him*

Xana: Thank god were here.

-End for today-

OOC:I'm going to explain the assassin group Xana works for

The Enlightened are a group of religous assassin/hitmen They believe that assassins or hitmen that operate outside their group are evil and only kill innocents. They believe all other assassain are evil and kill only innocents and they are the one to give them there punsiment They call people like them the blind ones for they can not see they are doomed. They have ancient training rituals and up to date techology to make all of there hirelings merciless killers. Their leader is rarely spoken of and several rumors have developed about him


OOC I will be here tomorrow. If anyone want to intersect their story with mine or has any questions regarding my charater etc Pm me and I will respond A.S.A.P

Walking out of the car he heard a muffled discussion coming from inside,the conversation was between more then 10 people, casually walking inside like the building was his home he greeted the silhouettes sitting in front of a dim lantern, they hid their faces and their differences between eachother in the shadows, incase there was a threat near. Sitting down at a long table he heard the voice of the man at the far end, it was the caller, and he was ready to begin the briefing. "Good evening, I've gathered you here to brief you all on your next mission", a projecter emitted light onto a old, worn out wall. A map of a city district showed." Already everyone at the table knew this was Krashevia. "This, is the city of Jioania, intel has been gathered by agents that a suspect supporting the coup is in the area and is currently resting on vacation. His house, is here", a stick smacked into the wall on what appeared to be a high class apartment building. "Obviously, there is bullet proof glass around the target building because of the surrounding positions that would have made it too easy for an assassination." Suddenly, there was a flicker of the projecter and the light changed to a live satelite feed from a birds eye view, it was daytime, thousands of people roamed the streets while cars stalled behind traffic lights. Joe saw a black limo in front of the target building, a man stepped out of the car. Immediately the sattelite feed identified the man to be the actual target. "Whot a fockin coincidence" said one of the men at the table. Suddenly, the briefer pulled out his pistol, everyone else examined this and quickly jumped up ready to kill. The briefer aimed his pistol towards the wall and shot at a small dot which was the target. A hole much larger then the target now obscured it, everyone had a laugh.





It was 4:00 am, Joe had just woken up and prepared himself for the trip to Krashevia, after packing his clothes and equipment he walked out of his mansion to find a corvette sitting in his driveway. "Oi, YOU are my partner?!?", "You had better believe it" said Joe, He could hear him muttering into his steering wheel, "****in" "yanks" and "wankers" was all he could make out. He smiled and put his things in the trunk.

4 hours later he was boarding his plane, he knew that just below him was his equipment he would use to assassinate the man, they were hidden in special material to bypass the security without any suspicions. After being in the air for 5 hours he saw a man leave the restroom and get into his seat 2 rows ahead, he could tell he had something to do with his mission by his expressions.


After arriving at the airport in Jioania, he noticed the suspect jump up and left to get off the plane quickly. 2 hours later he had all his things and was walking towards his partner, already he spotted 8 other men working on the mission lounging around at the little shops there. "What focks eh?" said his abnormally happier-then-usual partner, "Yeah, sure." said Joe. He didnt even bother to examine this abnormality and left the airport to get a taxi.


After arriving at his hotel near the target building he saw that there were guardsmen around the lobby entrance, his partner was walking faster then him trying to show who was more skilled. Joe shook his head and walked on. Once in his room he set his things down and went for the window, Already he saw the target building, a mile away, he realised why it needed bullet-proof glass with so many spots to kill around it. "The man says to wait for a call telling us if we kill em today or tommorow alright?" his partner said, "Ok, I was just looking for the building." All evening he examined the building until there was a call, he looked over and saw his partner put the phone to his ear. Moments later he saw him throw the phone down and scream "GET THE FOCKIN 'ELL DOWN", swiftly Joe jumped behind one of the beds while he heard the glass shatter and what sounded like a bone cracking with a melon smashing along with it. "Shit" he said, he already knew his partner had his brains blown out. He looked up and saw bits and pieces of what used to be his partner hanging and dripping off the ceiling. Immediately he realised there was going to be another shot that was meant for him, quickly he bolted for the door grabbing his gun along the way. Suddenly what felt like a boulder smashing him from the side threw him into the bathroom. He wasnt dead, the bullet merely missed him by an inch, there was a giant hole where there used to be a door. After moving to the other side of the bathroom he saw half of what used to be a room-cleaner splattered across the floor outside the room, still with his gun in hand he sprinted out the door and made for the stairs. In the hallway he saw men in suits looking for someone. Already Joe knew they were trying to kill him, he fired two rounds. Both dropped dead as Joe ran by their bodies. People opened their doors to see what the commotion was and began screaming. "GET OUT OF THE WAY, GET OUT OF THE DAMN WAY" Joe screamed. After smashing the door to the stairs down he dove over the rail skipping 3 floors and landed on his feet, absorbing the fall into the ground he quickly got up and slid down the rail until he reached the bottom. Once out of the lobby entrance he saw his replacement in a car waiting for him. "GET IN, NOW!!!" he said, without hesitation he dove through the car window and landed in a seat. In front of the car he could see giant pieces of the road fly everywhere as bullets missed their targets. "This guys a bad shot, he got lucky with my partner though" said Joe, trying to lighten up the already irreversible state of panic. He could hear others yelling over the drivers radio, things like "WHAT THE **** IS HAPPENING" or "I DONT SEE HIM, I DONT HAVE A SHOT".** OOC: Alright, Im done for now. I'll continue later.

**The car stops near an abandoned building**

Yui: This is as far as I can take you, I'll be somewhere near.

Kaz: You know the drill, 1 kilometer separation.

**Kaz goes out of the car disguised as a businessman, his rifle and the bullet on his suitcase, as Yui picks up a call**

Yui: Yes?

**Kaz stops, as Yui finishes hearing the info. She hangs up**

Yui: Goddamnit, apparently some hitman has already screwed up. They are on full alert right now, and the parade is being moved for a day, we'll have to hit a hotel or something right now.

**Kaz sees a military jeep going near them**

Kaz: Oh shit, quick, get on the passenger's side.

**Kaz gets on the driver side as Yui moves to the passenger side**

Yui: Why? What's the poin-

Kaz: Shhh, let's hope the jeep doesn't take a turn to this street.

**The jeep takes a turn to the street they are on, heading towards them**

Kaz: Oh shit...

Yui: What do we do now? Shoo-MPFHH!

**Kaz grabs her head and puts it on his legs. The jeep goes by, one man steps out and sees Yui's head on Kaz crotch. He looks to both of his sides, looking kinda confused. He looks at the other soldiers on the jeep, shrugs, and drives away. Yui stands back up angrily**

Yui: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT YOU ASSHOLE!?

Kaz: It's called acting. Anyway, we gotta find a hotel room now.

Yui: Is that some ****ing innuendo?

Kaz: Depending on how well you want me to act.

**Yui slaps him in the face as they head to a nearby hotel**

*Xana is waiting for Jasper to come downstairs*

Jasper: Okay Xana. Remember you must not tell anyone the location about this hideout.

Xana: I'm not going to tell anyone! Just because I'm young doesn't make me naive or stuipd. Just give me my gear, please?

Jasper: Fine your weapons are in this case* he holds up the left case* and your outfit is in this one *holds up the right case* Before you go to your room I need to tell you some recent events. Firstly a stuipd assassin has gone and killed one hitman and caused havoc but one escaped, our spies have desribed him as 20-ish male and american and he has a special pistol. You'll know it when you see it.

Xana: Right, next?

Jasper: There have been report of two spies form The Divine Twelve. These are well trained hitman and all we can tell you is that there code names are Rabbit for the female and Tiger for the man.

Xana: Right anything else?

Jasper: Our leader called me last night. He saya the current governement has killed more innocents than all this hitmen put together. He wan't you to capture or persuade as many hitmen as you can to form a temporay alliance with us to help rid this governmet. If however you see them liking a innocent they are not worthy and must be killed. For example that stuipd havoc cuasing assassin, kill him on sight.

Xana: Yes sir.

* Xana goes up stair*

Xana: Let's see hmmm the outfit.

*Xana puts it on*

Xana: Hmm bullet-proof yet light and flexable,a bulit in invisablity device and retractable blade gloves, exellent.

* Xana opens the weapon case*

Xana: Aaah the lastest MAFF pistol [ Multi- ammuntion-foldable - firing] capable of firing mini grenades,smoke pellets, various darts and of course bullets. As well as a few Emp grenades, knockout gas grenades and this. * holds up a gun* The 455 High power sniper rifle.

*She hides all this in her outfit and goes outside into her ride*

*30mins Later*

*Xana is droped off near the scene were joe's parter got shot*

Xana: Idiot. What was he thinking. I hope the hitmen I'm after don't create such a scene.

*Xana activate her cloaking device and starts looking around

OOC: Enough for now more later. Feel free to jump in somebody I'm have trouble geting in myself.

D.D) Change of plan.
*pulls out the goliath (A large pistol, with duel barrels, and a large chamber, able to hold 6x the amount of bullets as any regular hand gun)
Ugly teenager with acne) D:
*blasts his face off*
*Crowd gasps*
D.D) Let the Show BEGIN!
*starts blasting at the crowd*

Charles) This doesn't seem to match our regular approach sir, I thought we would stay low?

D.D) You see this gun here? *points to goliath*
This one here was finished just yesterday, i'll be danmed If I'm gonna put off using it any longer.

Charles) Yes sir.

Drone of D.D) Sir, everyone appears to be dead.

D.D) Begin the preperations for plan beta, we are about to start a whole revolution when it takes under way. YOU THERE!

Drone) Yes sir?

D.D) Tell the men to set up a control room, make it look exactly alike our HQ.
Set up towers, get our defense up.... come on man, LET'S MOVE!

*drone runs away*

D.D) Does this place go by the name "Firepocket airlines" ?

Charles) Yes, why sir?

D.D) How pathetic, such a juvenile name for a bulding with such large amounts of tech.

*Drone shouts*

Madison) Hmmmmm......this plan even baffles I, what exactly is he doing?

OOC:Sunder Forge are you in Russia yet? If so I'm making a window for some one to enter if the want. They don't have to if they don't want to.

*Xana's cellphone rings*

Jasper: I have heard reports of a airport called Fire pocket airlines being attacked. Everbody was killed and the may or may not be boarding a plane to Russia. These men have killed innocents like they were flys. Go to the nearest Fire pocket Airlines and find them, question them or caputure them but do not I repeat do not kill them without my order Xana. They may be someone were waiting for.

Xana: Ummmm okay.

* Xana gets on her motorbike and rides to the airport*

Xana[to herself]: I can't believe Jasper may be dealing with a evil Mastermind. The Enlightened are suposed to get rid of these people. As so as I get a chance I'm going to break off from them. They no longer seem to be what they say......

OOC: There's the window. Sunder forge if you want you can interact with my charater now. She's at the airport waiting. If not I'll just keep goin with my story. Pm me if you have and question or want to disscus wait you want to do with me. Btw your sig is awesome

Quote from dragondiva 2.0

OOC:Sunder Forge are you in Russia yet? If so I'm making a window for some one to enter if the want. They don't have to if they don't want to.

I think I'm in Russia xl I can't remember, but yeah, I got like 47 people there.

OOC: There's the window. Sunder forge if you want you can interact with my charater now. She's at the airport waiting. If not I'll just keep goin with my story. Pm me if you have and question or want to disscus wait you want to do with me.
I'll shoot at her

Btw your sig is awesome
Lol, I know xD

D.D) Close off all the tunnels, noone can leave, or enter.

Charles) Shouts* CLOSE THE TUNNELS!

Drone) Done.

Greater Drone) We have finished arrangments, the fortress is complete.

D.D) Excellent, there is no better place to anhililate an entire nation, then an airport directly linked to it.
Load up the Smoulders*

Lesser drone) on it sir.

Meanwhile..............

Madison) Smoulders?! does he really intend to blow up an entire nation?!
No, it's too..........trivial, there must be more to it.

Charles) How many snipers should we set up?

D.D) 13, we need the rest of the men to work, every five hours, 60 men will arrive by train, sent 5 men to guide them.
I'm gonna go modify this gun, the fire rate is too slow for me.

**They arrive at the hotel where Joe's partner was shot**

Kaz: A crime scene? Wow, not our day. Act drunk.

Yui: Do you think I'm a slut or something to be doing all that?

Kaz: Well you do look like one.

**Yui spurts all kind of insults to him, he just hands her an empty wine bottle, she takes it, albeit completely distasted with it. She exits the car like she was completely drunk, and Kaz wraps his arm around her shoulders. They try to get on the lobby but are stopped by two soldiers**

Soldier: (Bad english) This area is lockdown. You can no move in.

Kaz: Oh, you see, she's my sister, and he had a couple too many drinks, so well, she needs to lay down. It's room 2C.

Yui: (Japanese) Why room 2C? What's in there?

Kaz: Doragon.

Soldier: What? What she say?

Kaz: Oh, nothing, she's just drunk.

**The soldier thinks for a bit, and radios something**

Soldier: Alright, you can get in, but only to 2C. No going higher.

Kaz: Alright, have a nice day.

**They walk to the elevator**

Yui: How the hell did Dragon get in here? And how come you know and I don't? I'm supposed to be your operator.

Kaz: Backup plan.

Yui: You really don't think very high of me now do you?

Kaz: You are a great asset to me. Sadly, your ass is your best asset.

**Kaz smiles at his own joke, Yui just gets more pissed than she already is. They enter apartment 2C, inside, there's a chinese man, sporting a stylish mustache, fu manchu style, and a white suit**

Kaz: Dragon, man, long time no see.

**They salute with some sort of handshake followed with a fist bump. He also kisses Yui's hand, a gesture which she finds both tasteless yet educate, she replies with a smile**

Dragon: Good to see you both arrived sound and safe to Krashevia. I find it very satisfying. Specially since the country has turned into a political warzone. I guess all good things stop being good after a while. Except for some.

**He looks at Yui with a discrete grin.**

Dragon: So what would you like dear friends? Tea? Wine prephaps? I've got some excellent white merlot here that will entangle the most exigent tastebuds with it's light, seducing taste.

Kaz: Actually, we're just dropping by--

Dragon: Ah, what a shame. There's nothing as refreshing as having a glass of wine with good company. It's still a delight hearing from you dear friends.

Kaz: So, the spot is set up?

Dragon: Yes, as a matter of fact, the building is perfect. I got the closest view with the less security around. I also took the liberty of getting an M82 rifle inside the apartment. It took me awhile to take hold of it, but I'm sure you'll do the hit with no inconvenience, Divine Brother.

**Dragon hands Kaz the location and data of the sniper nest he has set up for him**

Kaz: Thanks man, I owe you one.

Dragon: Do not be worried about that. This is what friends do. Consider it as a gift.

**Kaz goes to the door, putting the dossier with the data inside his coat.**

Kaz: Oh, Yui, almost forgot

**He throws the suitcase to Yui**

Yui: Umm, why are you giving me this?

Kaz: The rifle, in case anything happens, the laptop, so you can give me some support.

Yui: But I thought I was going with you...

Kaz: Remember I told the guard that you were gonna go lay down? It would look wierd if your nap lasted 5 minutes.

**Yui looks at him, then looks at Dragon, who is smiling like a kid who has found a new toy. She sighs.**

Kaz: Be back later.

**Kaz exits the room**

Dragon: What would you like, beautiful, a glass of Chardonay? Or maybe you like the sweeter taste of a glass of Bailey's.

Yui: Uhhh...I don't want to drink anything, yet.

Dragon: Oh, no, I insist, you must be tired from the journey, honey, allow me to recomfort you.

Yui: [SIZE="1"]This is gonna be a long night...[/SIZE]



Name: Liu Quan
Gender: Male
Age: 31, 30 according to Chinese dates (Born 17 February 1977)
Nationality: Chinese
Description: Sports a stylish, fu manchu like mustache, close cropped hair, circular black rimmed glasses, has a very large dragon tattoo on his back, almost always wears white. Smooth talking and straight faced, he emits an air of calmness, and of seduction.
Background: Liu Quan is one of the most verteran members on the current Twelve Divine's roster. Since young age, he demonstrated an exceptional ability at negotiating, and at getting along with people. He might be described as a socialite and a playboy, although he dedicates at assasinating, a job he does quite well by his extensive knowledge of poisons and his creativity in making deaths look accidental. He has the codename "Dragon", which like other members of the team is derived from the twelve divine animals from the chinese calendar. His current teammate is Rooster.

OOC: Ok you shoot her, thanks! I think I'll just do a shoot and run.

*Xana is on a top of a building*

Xana: I seeee you!

* Three men walk by*

Xana: Right I can't kill, I'll just use knockout darts.

* Xana aim and fired hitting the three men with knockout darts

Men: Ung!

* They all fall down knocked out*

Xana : Hmmm there seem to be quite a few goons around here. Maybe I should get some help....

?????: your not going anywhere!

*Xana turns around, there are a bunch of goons blocking the exit*

Goons: Fire!

*Xana jumps up and fires some gas pellets amid the confusion she escapes but more men are chasing her*

Goons: Get her.

Xana: I'm outta here!

*Xana activates her cloaking and escapes from the airport*

Xana [on the phone]: Jasper, this is Xana I tried but there are to many people around there. I'm going to resume my patrol for other hitmen untill further notice. I think I'm gonig to need their help.

*Xana rides her motor bike to where Joe's partner was killed*

Xana: And no it's time to find the sucmbag who did this, and that other hitman. I hope he isn't keen to pop a cap in my skull.

OOC: Dsytopia thats your window.

D.D) WHAT?! there was an encounter and the snipers failed?!
*60 men arrive*
Charles, take the hounds, and 4 viles of Yoop*, follow the intruder, and kill them.

Charles) yes sir.

*starts to load up a truck, and give dogs a scent from the sand the intruders foot touched.*

Charles) Gotch'a, LET'S MOVE!
*move out*
*aircraft is being loaded*

D.D) Good, no more distractions.

*Yoop is the liquid Doctor Dread has made, which can turn and living creature into a living war machine for a period of time directly related on how much is drank. Results vary on how much is consumed, and the outcome can be devastating

After arriving at his hotel near the target building he saw that there were guardsmen around the lobby entrance, his partner was walking faster then him trying to show who was more skilled. Joe shook his head and walked on. Once in his room he set his things down and went for the window, Already he saw the target building, a mile away, he realised why it needed bullet-proof glass with so many spots to kill around it. "The man says to wait for a call telling us if we kill em today or tommorow alright?" his partner said, "Ok, I was just looking for the building." All evening he examined the building until there was a call, he looked over and saw his partner put the phone to his ear. Moments later he saw him throw the phone down and scream "GET THE FOCKIN 'ELL DOWN", swiftly Joe jumped behind one of the beds while he heard the glass shatter and what sounded like a bone cracking with a melon smashing along with it. "Shit" he said, he already knew his partner had his brains blown out. He looked up and saw bits and pieces of what used to be his partner hanging and dripping off the ceiling. Immediately he realised there was going to be another shot that was meant for him, quickly he bolted for the door grabbing his gun along the way. Suddenly what felt like a boulder smashing him from the side threw him into the bathroom. He wasnt dead, the bullet merely missed him by an inch, there was a giant hole where there used to be a door. After moving to the other side of the bathroom he saw half of what used to be a room-cleaner splattered across the floor outside the room, still with his gun in hand he sprinted out the door and made for the stairs. In the hallway he saw men in suits looking for someone. Already Joe knew they were trying to kill him, he fired two rounds. Both dropped dead as Joe ran by their bodies. People opened their doors to see what the commotion was and began screaming. "GET OUT OF THE WAY, GET OUT OF THE DAMN WAY" Joe screamed. After smashing the door to the stairs down he dove over the rail skipping 3 floors and landed on his feet, absorbing the fall into the ground he quickly got up and slid down the rail until he reached the bottom. Once out of the lobby entrance he saw his replacement in a car waiting for him. "GET IN, NOW!!!" he said, without hesitation he dove through the car window and landed in a seat. In front of the car he could see giant pieces of the road fly everywhere as bullets missed their targets. "This guys a bad shot, he got lucky with my partner though" said Joe, trying to lighten up the already irreversible state of panic. He could hear others yelling over the drivers radio, things like "WHAT THE **** IS HAPPENING" or "I DONT SEE HIM, I DONT HAVE A SHOT". Then, soon after the radio went quiet a familiar voice sounded over, "Hey, you killed em yet?", "No" said the driver. Joe's eyes widened. He suddenly realised it, it was a set up, the assassination was really for the assassins themselves. He had been suspecting it for the past couple months now but this proved it. The driver already had a gun pointed at Joe before he could notice, "Sorry pal, your too dangerous to be kept around"




Joe saw the man began to squeeze the trigger, suddenly it seemed as though time slowed down and the man was squeezing the trigger even slower, quickly, Joe snatched the gun away from the driver and shot him in his shoulder. "AGH, YOU ****ING ASSHOLE!!!" the driver screamed, "What the ****ing hell is this about? Tell me or I shoot your knee." The car slowed to a halt in an alley, "I, I...." immediatley the driver pulled out a knife and slashed Joe's wrist, screaming in pain he stumbled out of the car and tripped over. A puddle of blood quickly grew around him. He saw the driver get out holding his wound too, Joe aimed the pistol and fired, all he heard was a click. "****", Joe dropped the gun and tried to pull out his own weapon, the other man kicked him in the elbow and Joe's gun went flying into a pile of garbage in the alley. Both the men put their fists up ready to pummel each other, the driver lunged first, missing barely. Joe countered with an attempt to break his arm, the other man swooped around and kicked him behind his knee. Joe fell to one knee as the man readied a heavy punch, as he threw his arm Joe reacted and grabbed it, using his weight to help throw him over himself. Landing on his back the man saw Joe's foot smash into his face, then again, and again. Until his vision blurred and the man was knocked out. Joe limped away and got his gun, walking back to the mans body he shot his motionless body in the head, he shot 4 more times until there was only a neck red stain where once was a head. He reloaded and limped away until he stumbled over, quickly passing out soon after.




Many people gathered around the now limp body of Joe Rathik, an ambulance rushed to him and he was taken to the hospital. Afterwards he awoke to someone interested in meeting Joe.**

OOC: This is where I might like to intertwine with either Big bang or Dragon.

Quote from Sunder Forge

D.D) WHAT?! there was an encounter and the snipers failed?!
*60 men arrive*
Charles, take the hounds, and 4 viles of Yoop*, follow the intruder, and kill them.

Charles) yes sir.

*starts to load up a truck, and give dogs a scent from the sand the intruders foot touched.*

Charles) Gotch'a, LET'S MOVE!
*move out*
*aircraft is being loaded*

D.D) Good, no more distractions.

*Yoop is the liquid Doctor Dread has made, which can turn and living creature into a living war machine for a period of time directly related on how much is drank. Results vary on how much is consumed, and the outcome can be devastating

OOC: Eh, yeah, turn it down. It's not really being a hitman if you wage war with a 60 man team and have invincibility serum. That would be powergaming.

**Kaz exits the building, and sees Xana's motorbike.**

Kaz: Hmm, awkward. And I'd bet my ass she's a hired assassin.

Yui: *Radioed* Lemme do a thermal scan on your area.

**Yui presses a button on the laptop**

Yui: Huh, odd, it seems to be that there's an energy irradiating around her.

Kaz: Shield prephaps?

Yui: It's probably not worth finding out, go find a place to crash near the nest.

**Kaz walks to an alley, he finds a Vespa, which he attempts to hotwire**

Yui: What are you doing?

Kaz: Old school stuff. What are you doing?

Yui: Forcibly getting drunk, and somehow falling for this "friend" of yours.

Kaz: Wow, that's not the answer I wanted to hear.

**He hotwires the bike, and speeds off**


OOC: Also, Dystopia, it's not needed to post your past post in there, just post whatever you add.