Quackity POV
"If you don't let me go, my agency will come find me" he snaps at this woman who is leading an interrogation on him.
"Your agency will come find you huh?" she asks in a sly purr, "so you're valuable to them?"
"I'm their top sniper and believe me they will send everyone they can to get me back, you're done for" Quackity keeps his expression cold.
"Well I guess we will see how much your agency cares about you" the lady says, she then turns on her heel and leaves the room. Quackity stays there, his heart is going very fast.
Luzu will come for me even if no one else does...
He glances out of this new room where he is being questioned. He can see a big training center from down below. The first thing he's seen of this place outside of his room prison cell.
There's a few people down below, one of them looks up and waves. Quackity can see the white streak from here.
Really now, being friendly you kidnapper.
He glares down at the assassin who waved, the man then picks back up his practice gun. Quackity turns away uninterested in his existence.
Soon some very strong looking men come to the room grabbing him and leading him back to his confinement room. This one at least tries to look like a normal recruits room. Quackity has been sleeping here for a few days now.
He's unsure if he should just cooperate, join in and work for them for a while before running away whenever he can.
As long as he doesn't have to work with someone else.
Wilbur POV
He stays in the training center for a while, practicing aim and strength, he feels like he is getting much better and is almost to the end.
Then once he is a full assassin he will go on many missions, get way better utilities and get tons more money.
He turns and leaves the round tall walled training center which looks like some indoor sort of arena. He walks back twords his room, brushing his hair up with his hand, it's a habit.
He looks forward to learning more about the short assassin, the one who had unintentionally saved him. He isn't sure when he will get to talk to him again.
Quackity... that was his name. Such an interesting choice for an assassin. Quackity... quack... duck.
He pauses for a moment registering the yellow wings.
Ah he's like a duck, that's why he chose that code name.
He wonders how well the shorter male can fly. As he's wondering he almost smacks into the wall not watching where he's going.
Oh shit.
He looks around making sure no one saw that before he turns and keeps walking down the residential hallways.
He sits on his bed wondering when he will get the chance to talk to the shorter male again.
Quackity POV
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Assasin Au - Tnt Duo
Romantik"Ah shit, I missed the real target." Wilbur works for an agency that kills people, particularly rich people. But while on a mission when he almost dies, he is saved by someone with a very accurate shot. He meets another assasin from a different age...
