The Assassin : Storm (Book 2.)

Chapter 2

Music: Let the world burn- Chris Grey
I think this suits Storm for everyone.

Fingers wrap around the head, slowly lifts it to eye view, " You know, Storm. I think your humor has been..whats the word...ridiculous. I mean, come on, a head joke?"

Storm tsk, "I think its the most comical sick twisted humor that replaces all the fuck shit that goes in my head."

Soaps smirks, biting his lips trying not to bust out laughing in this serious situation, Gaz doing the same thing. Charlie and Price held an amusement glance at Storm, along with eyeing the man. Ghost held a proud smirk behind his mask. Laswell, on the hand, had a disappointing mother expression, that scared both Price and Storm. Though the unserious and most questionable humor, they all were happy gleeful and blissful. Storm gave them all glance and nod, to which they kept their word. However, the huge question is -

"Storm, it so good to see you. But what fuck are you doing here, that was so obvious a trap?" Charlie grimaces them, while the man gives him a pointed look.

"Especially, when how we going to get out of here?" Soap continues to doubt the assassin.

"They both got a point you. I think I'm starting to see why you grown attract to them, question Mrs. Laswell. But, overall, its finally fantastic to see you come back home." The man tosses the head to the side, landing far away, "But what you going to do, Storm. You are surrounded and we have hostages that you fond over."

Storm eyes the man back, "A wise man once said 'There will be a day where you have to make a choice with enemies, all around you. You must make the right decision for your best-even you most trusted of allies- best interests. This is what it takes to be a ultimate assassin.' Doesn't those words sound familiar to you?"

The man lips thinned, "Using my words against me, I see, bold move."

"You know what I don't understand? That same man standing infront of me, isn't the same man, you've changed. You starting to become the person you swore you never be. What happened to the wise, patient, honorable, and discipline? All I see is mask, showing nothing but a sick twisted man that all wants power. That all sounds familiar down memory street, and you know exactly how that turn out to be nothing but a distant lost memory." Storm spoke firm and standing on those words.

All six that sitting there going back and forth more confused than ever, wishing they get answers or something close to it. The man held a cold stare, "You bringing up the past? Trying to talk yourself out of this?" He brings up the hand, and begans to walk away, "Seize Storm."

The assassin surrounded Storm, start to move in, all six of the group start to panic. "I wouldn't do that if I was you."

The man stops slightly turns, "What you going to do? It's over, Storm, you're surround and capture your loves one."

Storm held up a device that held a timer of five mintutes, "Well, I can speed up this timer and we can see what happens." The man eyebrows rose, with a smirk. " You didn't think I would come in here with A-through fucking-Z plans? With this I can kill every single one of us through so many fucked up ways."

"Like what?" A assassin spoke beside Storm.

"Well, I don't know, for starters, release poisonous gas through the air system in this facility, that so fatal you bleed from your eyes, mouth, and nose. Spray foric acid out of the water system, melts you to the bone. Set of a huge electronic field with will explode you from inside out. Or who know go with old fashion classic way of blowing us up into million pieces." Storm causally spoke reading out a step by step instruction.

All six of the group turns to Storm with burlged out eyes, doesn't know what to think about it."Storm, what the fuck?" Soap and Charlie questions the same time.