The Day The Moon Turned Black

Chapter 3

I hope you enjoy chapter three. Chapter 4 coming soon - Colours

Magnatites. Oh no. Now this is dangerous. Sneaking across the border, which is patrolled at all times, getting past their own set of spies and carrying out four assassinations without being caught. Piece of cake (I hope you got the sarcasm). I stared at him, the man I had trusted and followed blindly to help our people, was basically sending me to my own death. Nice. Definitely feeling the love.

“These people are from the training agency. Hugo Fluencez, he was the best fighter in Europe and one of the best spies.” He said, pointing to the picture of the man on the left, the one with the fading brown hair and the long scar running down his face. Probably a medal from one of his missions. He looked rather dangerous, but I wouldn’t forget that face or that scar.

“Caroni Jacks” He proclaimed, pointing to the picture under Hugo. He only looked young to be honest. Sweet even, with big round blue eyes. He looked….well harmless. How was he a threat? He must have done something pretty important for Jake wanting him gone. I guess this just proves the point that you can't judge a book by its cover.

“Don’t be fooled CJ. He's deadly with a toothpick” he told me. As if I was going to be fooled. If he needs assassinating, then he's deadly or useful in some way or another.  “Jacks in an expert at counter surveillance. Difficult to find, follow and kill” He added. A challenge then. But what Jacks won't realise, is that so am I.

“Lucifer Kane” He stated, tapping his pen at the man on the next page. He was attractive to say the least, dark hair, strong blue eyes. He had the word mysterious written all over himself. Did we really have to assassinate him? Couldn’t we just hold him prisoner, where I can interrogate him, for as long as it takes, just two of us, in that room…… Jake cleared his throat, snapping me out of my daydream. Spoilt sport.

“He's been trying to invent more dangerous weapons. That can’t happen. Word says he's close to achieving it. The Magnatites can’t have that advantage over us, or they will bring. Us .Down.” He explained, punctuating each word, like it didn’t get the importance of what this meant for us, well I was just a number in his eyes. I nodded in response, taking in every detail and committing them to memory. I couldn’t just come back if I forgot something this time and notes weren’t an option.

“Finally Jackson Cole” He said, his voice was softer. Who was he? I looked at the picture. Oh no. Now I'm definitely not coming back home. Not when he wants me to kill the leader of the Magnatites. Jake looked at me, to see how I was handling this. I'll kill the others first, and then that way, if I fail, I removed the others.

“Cole?” I asked. My face was emotionless, I was calm and collected on the outside. Inside, I was freaking out a little. I had only been training for a year after all. Jake gave me a taste of my own medicine. He nodded. I sighed deeply, this man was far too stubborn and testing sometimes.

“Yes Cole” he replied. An answer at last, even if it was a pathetic one.

“Why” I stated, not asked, that way, he would have to answer me or he was just being rude. I twitched my eyebrows up and gave him a glance of a cocky smirk. Check. Mate.

“Without their leader, the Magnatites will fall, which is just what we want” He said. He wanted the Magnatites to lose out. I ca     see where his plan is heading, but what do we do with the other survivors. We can't just leave them to die. I certainly won't let that happen, or Jake will be one assassin down.

“Then what?” I questioned, a sceptical look on my face. He better give me the right answer or this was not happening. I'll take out the others but I'll leave Jackson. I will not let people die. Not like that, after everything they have already been through. Not happening.