A Star With No Light

Prologue

'13th of March, 2018'
'22:30pm'
'Shibuya, Japan'

Third Person's P.O.V.

"Dude, I'm on a rooftop. Would you mind helping me to find out where the target is located?" A mysterious man asked his friend while pressing his right index finger on the earpiece.

"Hold on a sec', I'm still transferring the connection from my laptop through the drone that you are carrying right now." His friend replied through the earpiece. "Just hurry up, we're running out of time." The man demanded impatiently.

"Relax, my friend. We still have some time. Just wait for about 3 minutes." His friend assured. "By the way, you should be prepared by now." He added.

"Tch, whatever, nerd." The man hissed teasingly. He then starts preparing the BARRETT M82a1 a.k.a. 50 Calibre sniper rifle and he wore his frightening skull mask, which has messy blonde hair, blood-red eyes, and a mischievous smile on his mouth. He knelt his right knee and placed his sniper rifle on the edge of the rooftop. Then his friend informed him.

"Transferring done, dispatch my drone so that I could begin searching the target." His friend ordered him to dispatch the drone and it began to fly away. The drone is a 'Bug Type'. It's a petite size that you cannot detect so easily and you don't even notice that it was right there all along. It has similarities to a chopper, although this is the smallest one. The best part is that it has a night vision mode on it.

After a few minutes of waiting. "I found the target, he's in the park with his whore with some of his guards are guarding the area about 3 blocks away from you." His friend marked the target's location and informed him. The man pressed his right index finger on the earpiece after he received the information.

"Affirmative." He affirmed and he then let go of the earpiece to reload the sniper rifle and turned off the safety mode, he grabbed the handgrip and he regulates his posture for a more comfortable posture as possible. He swiftly aims to the target's location. He inhaled and exhaled so that he could feel calmer.

"I'm sorry." the man mumbled to himself and placed his index finger on the trigger. He pulled it and the thunderous echo came through and the bullet itself went straight through the target's head.