"Your job is to kill ******* ****** and ****." a old man said to the mercenary in front of him
"Run that by me again." the young mercenary asked.
"These two women! They humiliated me in front of everyone!" the man showed the mercenary a photo. "if...
Ambrose had just gotten of a call with a potential client, he was assigned to kill a woman named Projekt Melody. Ambrose found her name to be weird but his sister was named Kson and he had a good friend named ***** so it wasn't that off the wall.
After a background check he hadn't really found out why his client wanted Melody dead but he did find some semi useful information.
1. She was a rookie p*rn actress who uses a 3d model
2. She was apparently a futuristic A.I
3. She is a very cultured individual
4. She was rather hot... she checked all his boxes
But even then a job is a job all he had to do is kill the woman of his dreams nothing much. . . . . . . . . . Ambrose: God why did I chose to be a mercenary?
God: I don't know dude Lunar just wanted it that way
Ambrose: who? Wait God?
God: uhhh I don't know what your talking about
God fades away
Ambrose: ....ok then?
Ambrose then tracked Melody until he found her location.
The best way to do this job was to just kill Melody in her sleep.
But for some reason Ambrose didn't want to do that... he wanted to talk to her. Why? Why did he want to talk to a target?
So instead of killing her then he decided to rent the apartment next to hers. He would get close to her and when she least expected it ambrose would strike like the viper he is.
Lay and wait was his game for this kill.
Their first interaction was rather weird, mainly because he wasn't expecting her to be so touchy.
Ambrose: Hello Miss I am your new neighbor~
Ambrose held his hand out for a hand shake but Melody didn't take it. Instead she started feeling up his arms.
Ambrose: uhh~ *blush* what are you doing~
Melody: ah my name is Melody what's your handsome~? And I'm feeling you up.
Ambrose: ah my name is uhh Osman yeah...
Melody face became a deadpan
Melody: that is totally not your name...
Ambrose sighed
Ambrose: my real name is Ambrose, Osman is just my middle name.
Melody: mh mh, now why are you walking around dressed like that.
Ambrose looked down at his outfit, he had to admit it was rather weird.
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