The man looked back behind him. The alleyway behind him. It remained empty and motion less. He could have sworn he heard something. With a sigh he continued walking forward hoping he was right and no one was there. With every step he took it continued fallowing him. It made sure not to make another noise. For if it did it would definitely get caught. If it got caught then it would not complete its mission. It refused to fail. If it fails it knew what would happen. Finally the man felt someone sneak up behind him. Quickly he spun around. No one was there.
"W-who's there?" He asked looking around. His green eyes filled with a bit of fear as he looked,ed around. A black loath cat ran out of the alleyway as the crate above it fell. The man let lose a shake breath. No one was there. This was all in his head.
"No it's not." A voice whispered behind him. As he went to spin around a large silver metal blade went threw his chest. The thing was was from the back of him so he couldn't see who was attacking him. So he reached around his shoulder to grab something. Nothing was there. What ever it was the creature killing him was either shorter than him or was phantom like in a way.
Then the sword was removed causing the man's dying body to fall to the ground. As he began gasping for air praying to live he saw a large par of black boots. The large metal sword that went through his chest seemed to disappear as a button was clicked. A creature with the black boots walked up to him. It crouched down near his face. He jumped seeing the white mask covered in a bit of blood on it's face. It wasn't a normal mask though. It was a women's mask that was made to cover the front of someone's face, not the back. The mask showed a pair of large purple eye looking at him. As the creature looked at him it, dug out a napkin or something to clean it's mask of with.
"It's a shame really. If you payed your debts this wouldn't have happened now would it, Jeffery?" The creature asked with what he could only assume was a monstrous grin under it's mask. The created reached down and grabbed something from his front shirt pocket. Then Jeffery was swallowed by darkness as he took his finale breath.
With a sigh it left. It was done it's mission for sure now. As it continued making it's way to it's next stop it saw a blind man walking around the town in front of one of the biggest mob's dangerous men. Everything seemed normal until the man bumped into the mob leader. Then the men started digging out their weapons. Meanwhile the blind man went to leave but, was stopped by a man grabbing his shoulder. So it ran over and grabbed the blind man's hand.
"There you are. Your wife has been looking for you everywhere. Are these gentlemen giving you trouble, master?" It stated looking at the men. The men ran off. They knew a Geisha when they saw one. As they left she let go of the man's hand.
"Thanks." The blind man smiled.
"Don't mention it. Sir." The Geisha sighed looking at him.
"My name's Kanan. Kanan Jarrus." The brunette man stated.
"Nice to meet ya. I'm Morgana." She stated from behind the mask. Then her wrist watch began beeping so she knew it was time to go home.
"Well gotta go. Bye sir." Morgana yelled running away praying to god she didn't get any of Jeffery's blood on that blind man.
"Well, bye then." Kanan smiled walking away.
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Heart of an assassin {complete ✔️}
FanfictionThe Geishas of death are the most feared assassins in to many planets to count. Yet, we're going to focus on the only one to have over 56 kills and live. Well and how she joined the Rebellion. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...