What Do You Even Name An Art Book? (Art Book #2)

Bristle The Assassin

So I finished that oneshot about Bristle. He doesn't have a name at this point in his story. That was a bit annoying to write but oh well.

A few things you know about Bristle before you read. He has metal hindlegs, a metal tail, and one metal wing. He has four eyes, the two main ones are just like normal eyes, but the two small ones can sense heat. Two of his eyes are bionic, one normal and one heat sensing. He has to push the button on the device on his neck in order to talk. I think that's it.

Enjoy :)

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There were only three guards.

Only three.

He would've laughed if he could.

This would be too easy.

He shifted his feet as quietly as he could as he moved a bit closer. He was careful not to brush against the bushes he was concealed in. The noises of the night around him concealed the minute noises he was making.

He focused his bionic eye on each guard in turn as he calculated their weaknesses. He'd go for the rust colored female first. She was the smallest and he noticed that she had a bandaged hind leg. That would slow her down. After dispatching her he would turn on the large blue-gray male. He seemed the most asleep and likely to be disoriented when he attacked. He'd take on the green female last. She'd be the one he kept alive. He always kept one alive.

He turned his attention on the small building the dragons were guarding. He zoomed in with his bionic heat seeking eye and scanned the building. One hear signature was detected. He smiled. Good. His target was there just like the intel said.

He crouched lower. His robotic hind legs whirred softly as they bent as he prepared to spring. He coiled his metal tail with another whirring noise and unfurled his wings, one flesh and the other metal and canvas, just slightly. He narrowed his eyes and pounced.

His target didn't even hear him.

He landed on top of her with a muffled thump. In one fluid motion he had grabbed her neck and snout with his front talons and pinned her with his hind talons, metal claws digging into her back. With a twist and a crack she was dead, no chance to cry out.

The blue-gray dragon heard the noise and turned in time to see him leap as his tail unveiled with a loud whir. The guard's eyes widened before his tail collided with his neck with a loud crack. He slumped over, dead like the first.

With one fluid motion he leapt over the body and pinned the green female to the forest floor, his wings holding hers down and his back talons on her stomach and tail. The two previous kills had happened so fast that she hadn't even had time to react.

She opened her mouth as if to scream, but he placed his talons on her neck, claws over her jugular, and shook his head very slowly. Her green eyes widened with fear and reflected the red light from his two left bionic eyes. She wisely closed her mouth.

He slowly reached up with his free talons towards the device on his throat. The dragon beneath him flinched and he couldn't help but smirk. He pressed a button on the device and a monotone voice came from the speaker, "I am going to let you go. Run and do not sound the alarm or I will kill you. Tell them the mute assassin has been here."

The dragon's eyes widened even more if possible and she began trembling. He smirked again. He was well known.

"Do you understand?" the monotone voice continued. When the guard didn't reply right away he pressed his talons a little harder on her throat. She gasped and nodded lightly to avoid being cut by his claws.

He bared his black teeth in a grin. "Good."

He let her up and she fled into the bushes as fast as she could. He watched her flee and than turned towards the door of the building. He stepped over the bodies of the guards and reached the door. He tried the handle but found it was locked. At least they weren't completely stupid.

He turned and kicked the door with his metal hind talons. The door shattered.

He stepped over the splinters of wood into the room. The red light from his eyes lit up the room to reveal a couple empty boxes and a wooden table.

He frowned and scanned the room with his bionic heat sensing eye. He found the heat signature behind a door to the left of him.

He curled tail with a while and tented his wings, preparing for combat. He flung the door open and prepared to attack, but to his surprise he found the room mostly empty. The only object in the room was a weird device on the ground in front of him.

It was giving off a heat signature.

He opened his mouth in a soundless road of rage and flung the device into the wall. It shattered into a million pieces and the heat signature vanished.

He stormed out of the building in a rage, destroying the table and boxes in the process. He leapt into the air angrily and pumped his wings to get above the trees.

As he flew away he felt dread. His boss would not be pleased.

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So yeah, it felt longer as I was writing it. What do you think of my assassin boy?