Change Succubus(Sequel To Succubus' Fun)

Chapter IV(Client)

"I have the target in my sights, shall I pursue or just kill right now?"

It was good to know that she had one last job before she was expected to meet her client. All things considered it should have been excellent to have a final killing. One downside, she had been sent with the joker amongst the Numbers, Four.

"...anyway how was your latest mission?"
His constant buzzing in her ear had become bothering the minute he'd opened his mouth. If she didn't know better she would have assumed that she'd been in this line of business longer than he had. "Four, could we perhaps discuss this later? For now stay behind me and follow this guy."

Their target for today - yes a kill in broad daylight it was - was some gang leader. He was well known amongst the underbelly of the city, known for all crimes and charged for none, though there was always sufficient evidence to put him in jail for eons. Due to his crimes and his craftiness to escape imprisonment, he was known as the Shadown Snake. He had recently been involved in the murdering of countless Christian families as well as being under the impression that murdering these families for "sacred rituals" was a worthy cause to boast about.

Psychotic.

"Right, right." His face contracted and he was all business. When like his, it was obvious why he had become the fourth number at the age of twenty nine. His stormy eyes were hypnotic.

For a full hour they watched silently as the leader drove around in a beaten up, rusted, yellow Mini Cooper around five different neighbourhood watch areas, all the while checking behind him each time he got out of his car.

"What do you think he's doing?" Five's voice was so silent that Four almost thought she hadn't spoken. "I'm not sure..." His hesitant answer had her questioning if he really knew nothing. "But I believe we're about to find out. Screw the rules, we're killing him now."

Five smiled coyly to herself at his usual lack of patience. Five threw aside her coat and unfurled her wings before she extended her hand to Four. "At this point you might as well cut a few holes for your wings Five." Four responded as he instead went behind her and grabbed her waist. "Perhaps." Instantly -what seemed instantly to a non-flier - Four and Five were standing atop the glass roof and looking down at the lone target. It seemed off putting to see him by himself, from their files they'd been told he was always circled by a group of members from his gang.

"I believe he is waiting for someone. Perhaps a buyer or a fellow satanist."
"No just you bitches." They turned to face opposite directions, seeing that they were surrounded by men and boys armed with pistols.
The glass beneath their feet shattered and they fell to the floor and looked up at the members guns pointed at them. Shadow Snake stepped out of the shadows, quite amusingly, and looked at the two assassins. "From what I've gathered, you two already know who I am, didn't your mother ever teach you it's rude not to introduce yourself. One might question your upbringing."

He seemed almost giddy to see them here, though here was where he appeared to have the advantage. Four stood up, slowly, looking at the serpent dealer before him. "Perhaps we weren't raised accordingly." His mocking words seemed to make their target's grin grow twice its size. Five had helped herself to her feet and looked with unknown rage at the Snake. His clothes had a few blood stains on it from previous killings, he didn't appear to know of the invention called the washing machine as all his clothes had hints of blood on them.

His serpent eyes looked at her and her steel eyes looked with absolutely no emotion at him. She seems to be the exquisite creature. Very luscious. His forked tongue darted out to lick at his chapped lips. "Do you want to know an interesting tale?"
Snake made a move to the door and opened it for his followers to come in and circle the intruders. "My nickname didn't just come from my unpunished crimes. No of course not. You see, it was a rather normal day, when I came upon an unusual stall. I'd been by that area countless times and it was obvious that she was new. I'd walked in with the intention of telling her to get lost." He paused momentarily to sit down on a chair that had been brought in for him. He closed his eyes as he thought fondly of how he'd come to be as he was.