Oh it seems I have to go the long way. I have to find someone so that means I need to 'consult' my sources. Well my new 'boss' had sent me out on a mission to find someone then gain information about there boss from them. So thats why I had to go the long way. You see having built up such a reputation means you start getting to know a lot of people, different faces different names, all irrelivant all nul until you get to what they can provide for you. I'm called many names resourceful being one of them. I met this one guy who was very good at obtaining information on peoples whereabouts, his name I care not to remember but I set off to the local boozer his 'home from home' as he says.
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You know I hate walking, always so slow and boring but flying, now that was the way to travel. I landed just infront of the door, opened it and walked in. He was slimey little cockroach really feeding off little bit of filth then selling them out, a fat greasy clump of muck that clung onto you draining you away till you disappeared while he got fatter and richer.
I strolled over to the center of the room giving the room a quick scan, he was tucked away in the corner draining another poor sole of all he had. Turning around I melted the doors shut, I did that to all the exits. Nobody noticed me or people just ignored me, another freak to add to the collection, so I walked up to the bartender and punched straight through his chest, ripping my arm out he fell like a rock to the floor.
"This is when you start to scream and run, you will try and exit but sadly I took care of that. So, effectively you're all trapped." I said with a slight chuckle.
"This is going to be sooo fun!"
Then the panic hit, everone got up and bolted for the doors. They were just lining up for it, how 'human'. The first one I snapped his head back basically ripping his head off his spine. The next I ripped there arm off and beat them to death with it. They just kept on running to the doors this was easy. Finally only the cockroach was left, cowering in the corner, I walked forth and pulled out a chair sitting infront of him.
"Now, I need to ask you a question." I said as politely as possible.
"How much?" he said
"How much for what?"
"How much for the infomation?" he said
"Deary me, we are not here to play games."
"I will die before I give you any information for free!" he said.
"Oh no! You got it all wrong, you'll die after you've given me that information." Wow he really thought he had more will power than there is pain to feel, hah not a chance.
"I'll break you long before you die."
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Science Fiction"So lets start again shall we, where are they?" ripping the tendon out of his arm blood splattered across the room. Hey I'm not what you would call a normal person, being constantly regected by everone you ask for help from really does something to...
