Chapter 1:
Deep in the snowy forest, laid a young assassin, hiding in the trees as he waited for his target, snow fell heavy around him, covering the ground in a thick white blanket. "Are you sure the truck is heading this way? I can't see shit." Ezra mumbled, trying to keep the snow off his shoulders, despite the heating pads in his suit, the cold easily pierced through it with ease. "Oh stop complaining, we have been through way worse." A female voice echoed through his earpiece. "Just tell me how much longer, Echo." He stated, Echo was the clans best tech ninja, also his best friend since childhood.
"They should be coming through your location as we speak." Just as the words spoke through his earpiece he could spot faint headlights heading towards him, "Here goes nothing." Ezra spoke, he stood straight, feeling the wind push against him before leaping off the branch. He landed into a roll on the back of the truck, "Shit.' He cursed as he continued to slide towards the back, he quickly pulled a blade out and plunged it into the metal, his body jerking to a stop with his legs dangling off the end. "You know, this is a stealth mission." Echo commented in his ear which caused him to roll his eyes as he scrambled onto the truck, he tapped his heels together, turning his boots on which allowed him to stick to the metal of the trailer. "You try jumping onto a moving semi and see how quiet you can be." Ezra replied as he drew a circle into the metal, the center falling through.
He slipped through the hole, landing inside quietly, "So what exactly are we looking for?" He spoke, pulling out a small flashlight from his pouch, flicking it on. "I don't know, all your dad said was that it was important to the war." Echo responded which caused Ezra to huff. This war has been going on for centuries, a massive secret war between his clan and the clans of the mystical world. He was trained and drilled that the magical beings are an abomination to this world and that his clan works in the shadows to protect the human race. His dad is the leader of the clan, Ezra has only been brought up by his father and the clan since he has lost his mother to the casters which are spell welders that murdered her when he was young, since then he has been trained to kill anything to bring peace to the land.
He looked around the trailer, it seemed empty for the most part until his flashlight landed on a massive cage with a blanket over it in the front of the trailer. "Um Echo, did dad say anything about this intel being a person?" Ezra asked as he slowly made his way towards the cage, "No, nothing in the mission files states anything about it being a person, why what did you find?" She asked, curiosity filled her tone.
"I have a feeling I'm about to find out." Ezra spoke before reaching out and gripping the blanket, with one swift motion he pulled it off the cage and shined his light into it. He froze when he spotted the sleeping figure, it was a female, her hair blonde, dirt and cuts covered her arms and face. Her cloths ragged which means she has been in capture for months.
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The Story of a Ghost
БоевикEzra, a young trained assassin in a world full of magic and mystics will soon find out that his clan has been hiding a dark secret that will change not only him but his view on his world, will he rise to the challenge or will the ghosts of his clans...
