Grey was a misfit and the black sheep of his family. While he was raised to be a prim and proper male he was a rebel. He acted out against his family instead of wanting to be a politician, he became a rocker, instead of going to a prestigious school...
I lay down in the snow underneath my cover as I watch over my house with my rifle.
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(This is her rifle which is a .338 Lapua)
I watch as a bunch of black SUVs roll up to my house and men move into my home. "This is for Fiona." I growl and click the detonator. I watch as my house explodes in a vibrant ball of flames, and anyone close to it was injured or killed by shrapnel. I fire a round into a man's head and watch it explode, re-chambering I fire a round into another's chest before quickly relocating. I sprint through the treeline before diving into the snow bed. I set back up and pick my next target.
"Fucking pathetic poachers." I growl and fire a round into the man's chest. "Those rich bastards can't pay you enough for this." I growl and fire another round killing another. As I go to reposition the poachers begin to fire blindly into the woods. I duck down as bullets fly wildly over my head, my ears twitch at the sound of snow crunching, I roll onto my back, and fire my last round into the man's face. I get up while reloading only for a round to tear through my arm. "Fuck!" I yell and drop my rifle as I sprint further into the woods.
"She can't get away! The client doesn't care if it's damaged!" A man yells and bullets begin to hit near my legs. As I break lines of sight I make a beeline to my house to get a vehicle. I break through the treeline only for a round to tear into my leg.
"Shit!" I yell as I hit the ground roughly. I force myself to sit against a piece of debris, and look up at the poacher.
"You've caused a lot of trouble Missy. But the client doesn't mind if you're hurt. Sorry about your friend by the way." He says as he walks up towards me and I begin to laugh. "What's funny?" He asks as I pull out my sidearm.
"Your client can go fuck themselves." I say as I put the gun to my head.
"Stop!" He yells and jumps at me as I pull the trigger. I smile as the last thing I see is his pathetic face.
-Small Poacher POV-
"You dumb fucking bitch!" I yell at the corpse as I stare at her lifeless corpse. "Now there's only one Shadow Wolf alive, and I have no idea who or where it is." I huff and call my employer. "Hey...the target is dead." I say and she hums.
"You want to get paid right?" She asks neutrally.
"Yes Ma'am." I say and I can hear a claw tapping on the phone.
"Then you better not kill this last one. Because if you do..." She says lowly before hanging up.
"Shit." I say and go back to assess the damages.
-Katarina POV-
I sigh out of boredom as I tap my dagger against my leg. "You're not even listening to me!" The girl yells and I roll my eyes.
