Chapter 8 - Peaceful Lust

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Horror's POV

I was packing my bags to leave for my new contract. I heard New York was a big ass place and made it extremely difficult to find targets. Luckily, we have the best person to help us find Lust, Alice.

Me: Alice, can you find all the information on the New Yorker who goes by the name Lust?

AI: {Of course, Horror. It will take a minute.}

I waited for the AI to finish searching for answers.

AI: {Lust has two jobs. During the day, he is a fashion model and at night, he works at a strip club called 'The Garden'. Tomorrow, he is going to be modeling for a fashion runway. I suggest you kill him during the day. There will be less people at a runway than a strip club.}

Me: Don't worry Alice. I'm not like Ink. He can't be caught because killing isn't legal in other countries. However, the field that I work in, it is.

AI: {Alright. Would you like to know the time of the fashion show?}

Me: No, that's alright. I'll just go to 'The Garden'. Thank you for your assistance.

AI: {You're welcome, Horror.}

I grabbed my gun bag and headed towards the jet. I've never been to New York before so I had to take another form of transportation.

Nightmare: Hey Horror! Are you willing to take Cross with you so you can show him the ropes?

'Wha-What?! Like hell I'll take that Spanish cunt with me!'

Me: Fuck no! Have someone else do it.

Before Nightmare could say anything, I quickly got onto the plane and closed the door.

Me: Alice. Start the jet and start a course for New York.

AI: {Okay.}

I took a beer from the bar and sat down for the jet to take off.

(Time Skip)

The jet had landed on top of the club building. I took my gun bag and found a nearby sky light for me to aim at my target. I spun around because I forgot my head piece. The head piece helps me with aiming and it also has Alice in it. The head piece has a small transparent screen that is directly in front of my eye.

I laid on my stomach and took out my sniper rifle.

Me: Alice, find my target.

Suddenly, a circle appeared on the screen. The circle focused on a pole dancer. I put my finger on the trigger. I quickly took it off because I finally got a good look at the dancer.

He had purple heart eye lights and was shirtless, exposing his soul. Why was I so mesmerized by his body and movements?

AI: {Are you going to shoot?}

Me: No.

I put my gun back into the bag and into the jet.

I teleported inside the club. Club music was blasting out of the speakers. I sat down on a chair and stared at Lust. A chick came over to give me a lap dance but I politely declined her.

A woman came over to Lust and replaced him in his spot.

'Must be his break'

I followed him in the shadows. I slid behind security onto back stage and saw him in a dressing room.

He saw me in the mirror when I walked in. He gasped and turned around, backing against the table. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the card with his name of it. He saw it and soon, his eyes showed major amounts of fear.

Me: Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you. But I'm going to have to take you with me. I can't have you telling anyone about us. It would just make our jobs harder.

I walked closer to him and grabbed his hand. Before he could say anything, I put a chloroform cloth over his mouth. He struggled and then lost consciousness. I picked him up bridle style and teleported to the jet.

AI: {I see you have brought a guest with you. Would you like me to bring out a bed?}

Me: Yes please.

Two chairs in the seating area became a bed. I laid him on it and tucked him in.

I sat down in another chair and leaned backed.

Me: Alice, let's go home.

I started feeling tired. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. With this person in my presence, this is....






the most peaceful I've felt in years

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