Slither

Chapter 1: The Successful Mission

Steady......

Slitherton's mind was focused on this shot. It could give him a whole lot of money for the gang, he just needs to do it just right. Deep breath in.... out.... relax...

BAM!

He pulled the trigger and looked up from his sniper. Perfect shot, right in the heart. In 2 seconds, the victim was down. Blood was all around the place, all over her white dress. He was on the top story of a nearby building. The screams of everyone around, and then he heard the words he wanted to hear.

"HER HEART ISNT BEATING!"

"Heh....excellent." The victim was Olivia Smith. Rich girl, known around town. Well her family has done some things to the gang's, or mafia's, boss. Slitherton was hired for a good amount of money for himself to simply kill her. It was just a simple shot. The boss didn't wanna kill the family, he wanted to emotionally scar the family. He pressed a button on his sniper, and it instantly shaped into a pen. A working pen too, that was a smart device from the electronic expert, Royio. Now that the victim was down...

Time to play the part.

Almost all of the city was invited, so it is easy. He went to one of the rooms. The majority of the building he was on was vacant, and no one figured out how exactly she has died yet. He quickly did everything he needed to do.

Wig.

Freckles.

Fake glasses.

Remove gloves.

Bend voice.

Change clothes.

Bam, new person. Slitherton adjusted all of the clothing and ran outside to start his acting.

"W-WHAT HAPPENED!?" He shouted. Slitherton obviously knew, of course, he killed her. He just needs to play the part of a random guy. This certain disguises name is Elliot, but every now and again he'll change it up a bit and have to go a different name with it.

Elliot is his disguise where he bends his voice to be higher with a stutter. Completely opposite of his when it's a deep, gruff, and intimidating tone. He was the best hitman, after all, might as well intimidate the gang to know not to mess with him, especially since he can fire just about every gun.

"SHE GOT SHOT!!" One of her friends shouted.

"Where did it come from?" Yelled another random man.

"OLIVIIAAAA!!" He looks to the side. Ah yes, her best friend. Slitherton was told a lot about Olivia for this certain mission. Seeing the sadness in the people who were the closest to the victims can be satisfying for him.

"Okay everyone, we don't know if the shooter has plans to kill anyone else so run away!!" Slitherton yelled out. Simple, get them away, run away with them back to the base, mission success.

Everyone listened, as it seemed good ol' "Elliot" here is right with the fact the shooter might have more than one target. Slitherton ran off with them, but with no one specifically, as he went to the darkest alley.

He took off the wig and all the other stuff.

His normal self. Tall, gruff, obviously strong, thick, and long dark purple hair, his scar, of course, he felt way better being himself.

"SLITHERTON! Copy slitherton!"

He sighed and tapped the earbud in his ear.

"Yes sir?"

"Mission success?"

He chuckled over the microphone. "Oh of course sir. It was eluded, the perfect crime. No one caught on to my disguise and everyone is out the area." He was adjusting his suit while talking.