The Serpent Strikes its Prey

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Hello my comrades just a quick note here, From now on italic paragraphs are characters monologuing themselves or their thoughts. Hopefully this is gonna be one of the last major changes I'm going to implement into my writing. Oi, I'm still new to this and learning to improve my stuff so deal with it.

Also remember when I said small chapters for a while? SIKE, SCREW MY SANITY AND SLEEPING, GONNA HAVE TO WRITE SOME THICC CHAPTERS TO PLEASE THE PLAN I HAVE FOR THIS FANFIC BECAUSE SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK.

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Adam Taurus POV

With our new temporary ally I should be able to spread my influence to more of our population. Hmmm, maybe Atlas. The high ego'd humans in that territory harass faunas the most with their condescending nature. Should give us a few more to our numbers before it's our cue.

In a dark and eerie room surrounded by metal walls sat a red-haired figure over his desk. The only light in the room was a small candle on the wooden desk he was writing on and the light from it only revealed his torso and stopped before it could show his bare face. After some alone time writing, a slightly frantic but forcibly controlled nock rang at the door near the side of the room.

Guard: Sir, you have two visitors from the bowler hat gang! They request a meeting.

A scowl appeared on Adam's face, guessing the smug and over confident human he disliked a lot was behind the door.

Adam: Let them inside.

He said in a loud enough voice for the guard to hear him as he attached his signature mask to his face.

After the faint sound of jangling keys and a metal lock moving were heard, the door swung open and a tall and smaller figure walked inside the room. The person in front had a tapping sound of a cane with him as he walked and the smaller female figure behind him followed him with the click-clacking sound of high heel boots.

He and his lackeys are gonna be a problem one day. Better to learn about his weaknesses now so we can eliminate him from the picture later on.

Adam: Roman Torchwick in the flesh, what the hell do you want.

Roman: Is that any way to speak to your acquaintance, comrade? Remember your rank little bull, unless you want my boss Cinder, to show you red that's too much for you to handle then you should stay in line.

Said Roman smugly as his partner in crime behind him leaned her back against the wall thinking to herself.

This man thinks of us like cattle, if only he knew our plan to double-cross them once we destroy the four kingdoms.

Adam: Noted, What orders have Cinder passed to me because you lack the skills to do it yourself.

Roman: I don't have time to bicker with little you since I have business elsewhere so I'll give you the general details. You have been handed an assassination mission to eliminate a pesky target that's been a nuisance to my bosses plans. We don't know what his face looks like because he wears a helmet but his appearance is quite unique. He's a very tall figure at about more than six feet and his helmet has one long horizontal line cut into it acting as a visor. Most importantly his entire outfit is black with white stripes.

Both Roman and Adam may not have noticed but the woman leaning against the wall perked up her head in attention to Romans description. 

Roman: The target supposedly goes by the name Tachanka and right now he's located to be at a hospital in Vale healing his injuries. We can expect you to get something as simple as this done, right?

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