Jax_BlacksorrowTo be inevitable.Joined: February 14, 2012Status: OfflinePosts: 1453Rep:
Click, click.... BOOM! Fri Apr 27, 2012 11:03:00 AM#247347Perm Link
"Ok, send the evac." Ian whispered into his earpiece. He sat ontop of a building's roof in which he had to plant an item... an item that would change the course of the world we know today. He sat on the ledge of the building as he watched the sunset that was straight across from him. From behind him towards the south he was able to hear the choppers propellers, he ignored to turn around though, watching the sunset as it went down. The chopper went infront of him, one of the pilots screamed, " Get on!" Ian hopped on as the chopper flew away. " Wheres the brief case? " Ian asked as a man hidden in cloth sat infront of him. The man waved his hand for his servant to show it. Ian went to reach for it as the servant smacked his hand. The man in cloth told him, "Before you aquire your brief case I wish to tell you something." Ian simply nodded and waited for the man to speak. The man in cloth took a deep breath before saying, " You have been a nice asset to our company. This is your last mission and we greatly regret it. Good luck on your journeys ahead." Ian nodded as the servant handed over the brief case. He clicked it open to see the money... It was all there. Ian smirked as he closed it, " Glad doing buisness with you." The man nodded. The man yet again waved his and the servant brought out another case. He opened it to show a covered platter. The man grabbed it and showed a big meal that he had placed with the servant before hand. As the man ate Ian looked outside of the chopper, he could see a reflection of something in one of the choppers mirrors. He recongized it and yelled, " Get down!" A military missle hit the choppers rotor causing it to spin out of control. Ian then reached into his jacket and pulled out a hidden M9. He went to shoot the man hidden in cloth as his servant went to shoot Ian. He shot three bullets, one hitting the mans head as the other two hit his chest.
To remove oneself from the equation. To know that as long as my eyes are black; I'll never lose.