Thread: Assassins: Division E

Blue Bay City, known as one of the most advanced cities found in the Western Continent. This city is the source for much fame such as being a place for businesses to go and develop, the same can be said about technology and art, as thus this city has come to be known as the City of Success.

Outside of the coasts of Blue Bay, standing above the water is a tall skyscraper, surrounded by multiple smaller buildings all overlooking a small pathway. The building is connected to the city through a long bridge.

This building is the headquarters for the Gemini Organization, an organization that has been growing quickly and has become well known for taking care of damages caused during wars as well as sheltering those that have been hurt by these battles.

At least that’s the company’s cover, for this company is also the home to one of the biggest Assassin Guilds in the Underground, known for housing some of the best of the best killers in the world.

Inside of the highest room of the skyscraper sat the boss of this Company/Guild, Richard Norton an innovative man that has made his way up in the business world and the one responsible for Gemin’s success. This man stands at 6’2 in height, with short combed back spiky hair and a pair of black colored eyes. He was wearing a black tailored suit that defined his sophisticated and studied demeanor.

He looked down at the papers that had been set up around him, a bored sigh escaping his lips as he flipped through them. His face changed when he heard the sound his door opening, causing him to immediately raise his head as he saw a woman walk in, she putting her blond hair aside so that it wouldn’t cover her eyes, while wearing a black suit coupled with a similarly colored skirt.

“Oh, Marianne, I’m sure you came with good news,” Richard smiled towards his receptionist, his grin spreading across his face.

“Why yes sir,” the woman nodded her head; her tone sounding as serious as possible. “I have come here because we have gathered the members that will form part of Division E, I have brought them here to see you as well.”

“Oh, that’s good to know,” Richard stated simply before standing up from his desk. “Because the Underground has just sent me a new request, a whooping 10000 at that,” he nodded his head simply while crossing his arms. “Anyways, let them in please,” he said while signaling for Marianne to open the door for the Assassins.
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The "young gun" assassin Destiny Miles strode casually into the room. She wore tight blue jeans that made their way all the way down to her ankles, her top was covered by a two-tone shirt which was had a white torso and long, black sleeves. Her long blonde hair hung down and behind her, she had bangs which hung barely into her face. Destiny's signature headphones were black with crimson red accents and hung loosely on her neck. The finish on her headphones gleamed in the lights as she strode in. The girl stood off to the side in the large room where she would meet her future boss, her flute was clipped onto her hip via a chain link.

Myka sighed softly, looking around.
She whistled, looking up at security cameras that followed her.
Myka scratched the back of her neck, flicking a little at a small scar.
Her bright blue eyes panned around lazily.

Vaughn forced himself through the door, a slow but powerful stride carrying him to the office. He laughed, the deeply grating roll of a chuckle being directed towards no one. "Kids, no less."

His back cracked as he straightened his posture, mindful to spit out the gristle of charred meat he had been chewing on from an earlier meal. He pushed his foot to the floor, grinding the blackened meat. His malevolent tome gave what was almost a perverse shudder, its pages rippling at his belt. Some ritual had just been completed, Vaughn's eyes filling with a ghastly sheen as a result.

Bridget Cross walked down the hall. Fenrir was in it's sealed form, in it's holster on her thigh. Her waist length blood red hair hung perfectly, as she made her way to Mr. Norton's office.

I wonder what Mr. Norton wants with me? Bridget thought to herself. I'm still new at this whole assassin thing, and it's not like I'm all that strong. Hell, I'm probably one of the youngest, if not the youngest member of the Assassins guild. I wonder if it has anything to do with how long I've spent with the Assassins Guild.

Making it to his office, Bridget knocked on the door, and awaited a response.

Shun looked at the rest of the Assassins that were going through along with him, his eyes scanning each one of them curiously as he pocketed his hands and looked up ahead, his face staying as serious as always. He had been asked to join Division E only a few days before, and while he didn't know if he would get along with his new group he also didn't care as long as he got a chance to fight. With that Shun stood in line with the rest of his comrades, the seemingly 19 year old getting his hands out of his pockets and turning to Richard and Marianne.

Richard nodded his head in approval as he scanned the group that stood in front of him with pride, he had indeed gathered competent Assassins, or at least they seemed competent. "Well, now that you're here I guess I should tell you, you along with three others that haven't gotten here yet will be part of Division E, the newest division of our Gemini organization," he announced proudly as he opened his arms wide. "So I hope you get to know each other because you'll be working together....most of the time," he pointed out before walking around the table so he stood directly in front of the group.

"And with that you have gotten your first mission from the Underground. 1000000 for killing the head of the police department of this very city, it seems our benefactor has been having some trouble in dealing with the police so they need us to give it a push," Richard nodded his head and leaned against his head. "As you are a new division they'll only give us a 100000 in case the mission fails, but I trust that it won't and you'll show them how wrong they are."

Destiny laughed softly,
"Ain't no rest for the wicked I guess" she mumbled to herself.
She smirked and looked to her new "friends".

"What proof do we need?" Michelakos looked to be at least put out a little by the idea he might have to prove his own skills. He knew the reputation of Scorpio could easily precede him.

Still, working with others was definitely something new to the experienced assassin, maybe it wasn't his ability in question. There were what looked to be a lot of... shooters around from what he had heard of his new accomplices. Still for now, he could push the idea out of his mind. A million, even a hundred thousand should those around him blow the mission, was a lot of money after all and his quietness could be bought for that much.

"You'll see in due time," Richard nodded his head simply to the group. "Anyways, I will pass you info on the location of the target, very soon, meanwhile Marianne will escort you to your place of operations," he explained while wagging his index finger. "Oh by the way, remember the rule of Gemini, we only kill our targets, and you can only kill a civilian if you believe your life is in jeopardy."

"Yes sir, Mr. Norton sir!" Bridget nodded, agreeing to her orders without question. "Other then the target, I'll do my best to make sure no innocent bystander gets caught in the cross fire!"

Despite the firmness in her voice, it was clear that she was nervous about this mission. It was going to be the first one where she wouldn't be heavily supervised.

Vaughn's teeth were grinding silently, eyes narrowed and thoughtful. "What shall I do with his corpse? String the parts about the building, as an example? Or am I to keep it? I have need for reagents."

Vaughn's resolution carried in the gravity of his voice, his calm eyes flicking to the smaller assassins in the room.

"Yes what should we do with the body?" Shun asked as well as he clutched onto one of the knives strapped to his waist before letting go so as to give Richard and idea.

"Once you kill him you just need to make sure he's dead," Richard pointed out while crossing his arms.

Destiny's eyes shot to Vaughn "Kind of vulgar don't you think?" She said with a firmness in her voice; however, her voice didn't come off to be aggressive. "Last I checked, this was a clean business" Her voice was cool and calm as always. The young assassin parted the hair out of her eyes with one of her hands as to get a better look at the group.

Vaughn gives a quick snort. "If the murder of an innocent man were clean, our job wouldn't be necessary." He then averts his eyes to Richard, speaking brusquely. "You can keep the money, should you leave the body to me. I need the heart; I need the sinew."

"Heyheyheyhey!" A man said, his lab coat swishing as he entered the room. He had under his arm a brown paper bag, containing something roughly the size and shape of a watermelon. In his other hand, he held a chainsaw. He had a bit of blood on his collar.

"I'm gonna need some parts too." Demid said to Vaughn. "Haven't you heard? Sharing is caring." He turned to Bridget. "Nervous?" He said to her. "Don't worry, even if you fail, Vaughn and I can make sure you're still useful." He chuckled.