The BlackHand

September

The Blackhand initiates have been doing well on their contracts. Thus far the Watchers have been diligent about their work. In our current state contracts are plentiful and done well.

It has been long since the appointing of the Assassins and Black Hands personal assassins. Many initiates that day who graduated after proving their loyalty and love of death, their loyalty to us, and loyalty to the Void itself.

Not long ago I took one of the few contracts I still have time for. It would've been my Silencers job but he's no longer with us.

My contract died well. His security not so well. He died from a clean neck wound whilst they suffered gunshots to the head. Fun but messy. I need to be more clean.

A Silencer has been very helpful lately. She's commendable for good work.

That Silencer has been very loyal since her appointing. Its an honor to have her.

My contract today died well. As per the client's request it was done with a tomahawk. There was quite a bit of blood.

I listened to the complaints of the Blackhand clients and associates. It appears some names need to be filled out to reinstill the fear back into them. To interrupt a meeting with our organization. To inform us that we're not good assassins or that we're somehow useless in our cause. It makes mine and my assassins blood boil to hear it.

Many of the Assassins grow restless. They will get their fill of murder soon.

Some initiates ask too many questions. But I'm happy to answer whatever they need to know.

I'm happy that our Family grows. Everyday someone needs someone new dead. Drumming up business isnt hard. Ensuring they remember us is.

A crew dared to make an attempt on my life? It appears they need to learn. They couldn't control a recruit whom when I appeared to carry out the meeting attacked me with a hammer. I crushed his throat with my hands in front of his commander's for this transgression.

Lately the Sanctuaries have been having fun with their off time. I sometimes miss having time off. But our work is nearly never done.

A new crew needs people dead? They posture themselves as though they could do it themselves but why would they need us? They may become contracts one day and I can only hope they die well.

A crew leader accused me of being "too creepy" should he die for this? Probably.

Another vile thing attacked my people at a meeting. Sliding my knife against her throat was so very fun.

The other day a Silencer was kind enough to offer a killing spree with me when I have time.

When I think back to my time before the Blackhand I only consider it aimless wandering. It's good to have purpose again.

The other day an ex Blackhand assassin was murdered by a Silencer. She enjoyed it quite a bit.

It appears I've started a war. Not for me no. But assassinations have tantalizing consequences.

Spent a day visiting new crews. The one who called the Blackhand useless died well. Walked through a gunfight and slit his throat without anyone else interfering.

I quite miss killing as I pleased. But with more assassins it means more work can be completed.

Is it not ironic how the Blackhand is called pathetic and cowardly? We're the ones who do the killing, the seeing, the saying, the listening. Yet we're the cowards?

I quite miss the Brothers and Sisters we've lost along the way. Their passion for murder was amazing and they were so dedicated to the Blackhand I cant help but want to send out assassins doubly fast just to ensure more die in their names.