'It had all gone wrong her client and her team were dead ,and she was running for her life'.
21 year old Sakura Temple, second in command of a formidable team assassins and renowned war-zone medic had been sent on what seemed to be a simple bodyguard mission with her team. but it had been a trap,
They had been out skilled and out man'ed, she was the only one to make it out alive, but only just.
She kept ruining despite her raged berating and her katana and back-pack bouncing painfully against her spine as she jumped from tree to tree, which was made considerably harder in the pitch black, winter nights of Russia.
Her bone white mask was cracked revelling one green eye.
Her dark pink heir, which had long descended from its black wig, was blood stained and mated .
BANG
A built skimmed her check making her loose her footing and fall to the canopy below. Fatigue getting the better of here, she dragged herself into a crouching position trying to level her raged breathing. 'this is bad I need to get out NOW'.
She set of in a run only to stopped as she was standing on the edge of a cliff ''shit'' she was trapped.
She looked down at the 5000ft drop; it would have been quite impressive if it wasn't for the circumstances she found it in.
She tern round slowly eyes scanning the forest for the invisible killers it concealed
Crack
The sudden noise seemed to echo around the clearing .
People seemed to materialise out of the air around her.
one .two. five. eight. twenty
She was surrounded!
The pinket forced her bruised and bleeding body into a fighting stance. One hand resting on the sword on her back, the other on the gun at her hip ,as a man dressed in black approached out of the mass of black hoods and shadowed faces.
He was tall and muscled and clad completely in shadows, with black hair and matching eyes. His sallow skin seemed sickly in the light cast down from the moon. He didn't say anything but his eyes shone in a mocking amusement as he approached rising his arm slowly, gun in hand, as if waiting for a reaction, ''haw...disappointing, I expected more of a challenge,.'' He drawled, face cracking into a lopsided grin." haw boring".
But his grin slipped into a scowl as he heard the feminine voice that escaped from his white masked opponent. ''oh ye, well sorry to disappoint'' now her flickering eyes looked up to meet his oxen orbs,
Her jade eyes were just as steely but her body language oozed a confidence as she loosened her stance, stuck her raised hand in her pockt, giving herself the air of an over cocky teenager ''well.. Its nice meting you all but I gota go , you know haw it is. Places to go ,things to steal, people to annoy." one hand flicked in front of her face in a two fingered salute "ja '' and with that she jumped, leaving a clawed of gray smoke behind herself.
a curse rang out over head along with a hail of bullets as she plummeted to the bottom.Spinning, turning, flying, falling
'Well this is it' she closed her eyes whiting for the impact...but it never came. instead there was a bright light filling her closed lids
She felt a sudden unbearable pressure, like the sensation of being forced thru icy water at high speed. Then a sudden feeling of witlessness before her knees crumpled under the materialization of a cold forest floor. 'Agh What happened' she though groggily as she role onto her back. Opening her eyes, she cloud see a green canopy, like the forest she was in, but it was day!
A figure moved over her .it was male but it was blond instead of black .the details where blurs .the figure crouched over her prone form. she cold sensed the sharpened steal amid at her but it didn't seem threatening . a gloved hand reached for what was left of her mask.
''hay n..no.. .'' was all she could muster before her head rolled everything tern black .
'It had all gone wrong her client and her team were dead ,and she was running for her life'.
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