The night was unusually cold, or at least that's the way I remember it. Then, I saw what would come to be the first enemy to go down, the things that could get them an easy death was: getting separated, and going into the dark.
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Althought, this guy had to go to the bathroom, so I can't really blame him. Oh, and just to make it clear, I could've ended them all in a blink of an eye, because this night in particular, my bloodthirst/rage had gone off the roof. I wanted to take the most pleasure and enjoyment possible during my mission, therefore, I killed them one by one till there was only one left. The first guy to go down, I took him by surprise from behind and covered his mouth to muffle any cry for help. Then, I grabbed his whole head with my claws, still covering his mouth, and with the other I slit his throat and savagely stabbed him repeatedly in the stomach. The blood bursted out with each hit, and eventually formed a little dark red happy puddle.
One down, four to go.
The next two clients of the 5-man squad were talking nonsense while sitting in a log. Then, the squad leader, told them to stop talking and be alert. The squad leader was a serious and tough looking guy. He was tall with a murderous expression in his face, and during the time that I observed them he always kept a cigarette lit in his mouth. After giving the two soldiers the order to remain silent and to stay alert, he asked (who I had decided would be the fourth client of the squad) where the first client was and told the fourth to search for the first client and left the camp afterwards, heading for the beach in the dark night with only his cigarette to light his way. The Leader was also somewhat a strange man, he often did things that would seem random to other people, for example: going to the beach at the middle of the night, going for a walk in the wild forest without anything to lead him back to camp, etc. The interesting thing about him was his line of thought, which I noticed to be quite troublesome later on, yet that's really what made him an interesting enemy.
Now, with the Leader gone and the fourth client going around in circles in the dark like a fool, only two squad members were at camp.
Only two at camp, for now. . .
This time I got the remarkable idea of climbing up a tree and performing a takedown from above. Whenever either one of them stood up was the signal to engage on the target. They were both alert this time. Attently looking for any sign of movement, yet they kept moving in the opposite direction of the other one's position. I saw the one on the left walking very slowly towards the tree I was in, while also getting slowly further from his commrade. Then, he stopped walking and was just scanning with his eyes the dark sea of vegetation that lied in front of him, with his gun resting in his hands.
When he was going to turn back to camp I scraped the wood of the trunk of the tree I was on, so it would make a sound and I could lure him to my position and neutralize him. Then, when he was almost right below me, I grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him all the way up to the tree and bit his neck until it cracked. The other one was obviously going to wonder where his teammate was, and eventually would go search for him. Client number 3, was still on guard and had not even the slightest suspicion that his commrade was just murdered by one of the island's most fearsome devils, and even less that he was next. Instead of going over to client number 3, I went to the jungle to search for client number 4, because apart from the fact that he was such an easy kill I could have killed him with a fart, I wanted to make client number 3's death spookier and exciting. I localized client number 4 almost immediately and I stalked him for awhile. This guy didn't and couldn't put up any resistance, he was just walking in a straight line and had no sense of sight, because of the darkness the night brought, to the point where he didn't even pose a threat. He tripped on a branch while I came down from my tree without any worry of getting harmed and walked towards him as I lifted my right arm and when I was already close enough he had gotten up and turned around in a same motion and I then swiped my right arm from right to left and his head jumped off his body and fell to the floor.
