Ratatatata!Zip! Poof!Gunshots rang in the air as my team and I engaged in a firefight against the Tharros militia troops. Someone must have leaked out information as it seems these guys were waiting for us, and we walked right into an ambush.“I fucken knew this will happen! Never trust the Vorgath government! Bunch of saboteurs!” Risky cursed as he swooped down beside me to dodge a bullet. I had a hunch something like this will turn up, but I didn't expect it to reach such an extent. These Tharros militia group actually brought a battalion to deal with just seven people.. Who the hell comes with three hundred soldiers to deal with seven ex soldiers!“Father! Shall we retreat!?” Erik's voice sounded via the airpod we use.“Negative! Proceed as planned. I will draw their fire, Starlet you do the same, the rest of you plant those bombs in the places we've marked.” I said and moved towards a few soldiers who were busy with setting up for the mortar attack.“I will start by taking out t

I walked into the half-dark neon light room.There was a long table with three seats on each side. The room was so dark that I couldn't even see myself, let alone the other occupants.“BOSS!!” The dark room echoed with the voices of my killer-wolves elite assassins.I created the Killer-Wolves after my Hunt in England, it was formerly called Wardogs Organization, I handpicked and trained the members myself. We've been through countless suicide missions together and they fear nothing and no one. After the Bornu state mission, we upped our game with the millions we were paid with. Now we're amongst the top tier mercenary guilds.“Be seated.” I said as I took the seat which looked more like a throne than an ordinary chair.“I'm sure you all have heard of what happened.” I said, and they all kept mute, waiting for me to continue.“I don't desire pity. I simply want the location and photos of my prey. This hunt is mine and so are the preys.” I said while oozing out darkness magic.“Boss, w

-““Forty policemen were found dead, witnesses say they saw a man dressed in black spandex with two black swords, riding a black power bike. The police suspects this man to be the assassin, and a very skilled one at that. The corpses of the forty police officers were in a grotesque state that it shouldn't be shown to the public. They were butchered like animals. The target of this assassin seems to be a college professor, Mr Emmanuel Olewike. The Commissioner of Police has sworn to find this assassin who calls himself Black Heart.””-I turned off the TV, tossed the remote on the couch and left the room for the bathroom. Hollow Reaper had already gotten me info on the next target. Another college professor, Mr Stanley Kubrick. I don't plan on creating a scene, I'll just kill him in his office.As I turned on the shower, I thought back to the day of my wedding, I could have sworn things were finally going to be perfect for me, only for Fate to fuck it all up for me.*Ring*I heard the do

The four of us had just walked into the station when a police officer came to meet us. I was wearing a black facemask which covered half my face from the nose down to my jaw, and so was Hollow Reaper.“Can I help you Sirs?” the officer enquired unsuspiciously.“Yes officer. My friend here is deaf and dumb. He was robbed on his way home from work. We're here to see the chief to make a personal complaint.” Risky said as he palmed 1,000 notes on the officer's hand. The officer felt the notes and noticed it was a good sum. He grinned.“Right this way gentlemen.” He acted like a valet and guided us towards the chief's office.“Sir. There are three gentlemen who wish to speak with you in private.” The officer said as he poked his head into the office.“Okay. Let them in if they're really important.” his voice boomed from inside the office. The officer nodded and opened the door wide enough for us to go in. Then he saluted the chief and left.“Take a seat and tell me how I may be of help to

Every villain has that moment when they lose themselves in the bloodlust and vengefulness. They unknowingly become monsters. It may have all started as a simple revenge, but then it drifted off-road along the way, then comes the massive slaughter. Sure every villain lose themselves, but not me. The madness is clear as crystal. Right from the moment I stepped foot on the path of vengeance, I already had plans to unleash the demon wolf that's been suppressed in me. But to do that, I need the souls of a thousand humans who died by my vengeful hands. Cruel, right? But the funny thing is I don't feel pity for these hypocrites, especially these crooks who claim to be apostles of justice, and most of all, the nine preys and my mate who betrayed me. I could feel rage rising within me, I could feel my breath becoming hotter than lava, I could see the darkness seeping through my body, I could literally see the darkness creeping out and weaving around like tiny snakes.“Humanity doesn't deserve