I make no apologies for this. I offer no explanation. I am simply stating a fact.
I am a killer, and they call me Silent Blade.
You may have heard of me.
I will not deny that I have killed good men and women. Police officers. Longbow. Heroes. They crossed my pathor I was hired to kill themand then they died.
I have killed villains, too. Men and women who had something I wantedor who wanted something I had. Sometimes I have been hired to kill them by their victims or the family of their victims.
I am an equal opportunity killer.
However, I am also a woman.
I say this so you will understand why I was hunting down the so-called hero Argent Argos.
I had been hired by someoneI will not say who as my discretion is bought with my blade when I am hired to perform a taskto break into Argent Argos base to steal an item he had acquired from my client. I had not been paid to kill himsimply to take back what he himself had taken. So I made certain Argos was gone before I made my move.
Had I known what I would find, he never would have left his base alive.
One of the womenbarely more than a childhad told me what Argos had done to herdone to all of them. She had begged me to stop him, to make sure that he would never hurt anyone else ever again. She had used her last breath to ask me to do this thing
And looking upon her broken body, it had not been difficult at all for me to agree.
I made an anonymous call to the authorities to make sure that he would not be able to return to his base or receive assistance from any other hero, and then I began the hunt.
It did not take long to find him.
Fittingly enough, I found him in a graveyard.
People are not buried in Paragon City any more. With the Skulls, Banished Pantheon, and Vahzilok about, it is rare that anyone who is buried here will remain so for long. It is not a safe place to be, and it was obvious that my prey was truly desperate.
No matter.
A graveyard full of monsters would not stay my hand this night.
Lesser assassins may use magic or technology to disguise their presence before they dispatch their target. I do not.
I am just that good.
Argos only saw me coming because I let him.
Argent Argos was a blaster. The amulet he wore about his throat gave him the power to fire bolts of white force capable of breaking stone as easily as bones. In theory, this meant that anything he saw coming would be dead as soon as he saw it.
In theory.
I let him see me because I wanted him to see his death coming.
Ill kill you! he raved at me as he shattered a tombstone that I had just ducked behind.
Like you killed all those girls, Argos? I leaped out of the shadows, diving between his legs, driving a dagger into the back of one of his knees.
Argos screamed a profanity and fired wildly.
Of course I wasnt there.
They had it coming! You all do! Stuck up witches! Always turning me downyou cant do that now! Not now! Im a hero! A hero!
Again the leap, this time a swing of my blade hamstrung his other leg.
No, youre just a very little man.
If this had been businessif it had not been personalthen what happened next would not have happened. I would have killed him as soon as I found him. He never would have seen me coming.
But the slaughtered women in his basemy own ragedemanded more than a quiet kill, a Silent Blade, to end his miserable life.
I wanted him to suffer.
And because of that he nearly killed me.
To be fair, it was more bad luck on my part than skill on his that allowed an energy-clad fist to strike me in the side. If he had been just a man, it would have done no more than earned me a slight bruise, but Argos was a blaster.
The force of the blow smashed me into a tombstone. I heard something crackit might have been the stone; it might have been my ribs. At the moment, I wasnt sure. Stunned, my sword fell from my limp fingers.
Got you, witch! With a grunt, Argos yanked my dagger from his leg, pulling himself towards me with one hand while the other held my blade. Ill skin you alive, witch! Ill make you beg for your life before Im done with you !
Not going to happen! I struggled to move, but found that I couldnt. The sheer force of his blow had stunned me. I could speak, I could see him coming, but I could barely movenot enough to move, not enough to defend myself
Argos raised the daggerand then grunted in pain as someone kicked the blade from his hand.
And then I forced myself to move.
My weakened hand found just enough strength to grab my sword once more. I slashedweaklyclumsily--
But it was enough.
Argos made a gurgling sound and twitched his way into oblivion.
But the effort took far more out of me than I could spare. The night was growing darker, colder, and I could feel myself fading with it
I fought hard not to pass out, knowing that if I did the odds were very good that I would either wake up in a jail cellor not at all
But there are some fights even I cannot win
The last thing I saw was a pale hand reaching for me
I am a killer.
I make no apologies for this. I offer no explanation. I am simply stating a fact.
I am a killer, and they call me Silent Blade.
You may have heard of me.
I will not deny that I have killed good men and women. Police officers. Longbow. Heroes. They crossed my pathor I was hired to kill themand then they died.
I have killed villains, too. Men and women who had something I wantedor who wanted something I had. Sometimes I have been hired to kill them by their victims or the family of their victims.
I am an equal opportunity killer.
However, I am also a woman.
I say this so you will understand why I was hunting down the so-called hero Argent Argos.
I had been hired by someoneI will not say who as my discretion is bought with my blade when I am hired to perform a taskto break into Argent Argos base to steal an item he had acquired from my client. I had not been paid to kill himsimply to take back what he himself had taken. So I made certain Argos was gone before I made my move.
Had I known what I would find, he never would have left his base alive.
One of the womenbarely more than a childhad told me what Argos had done to herdone to all of them. She had begged me to stop him, to make sure that he would never hurt anyone else ever again. She had used her last breath to ask me to do this thing
And looking upon her broken body, it had not been difficult at all for me to agree.
I made an anonymous call to the authorities to make sure that he would not be able to return to his base or receive assistance from any other hero, and then I began the hunt.
It did not take long to find him.
Fittingly enough, I found him in a graveyard.
People are not buried in Paragon City any more. With the Skulls, Banished Pantheon, and Vahzilok about, it is rare that anyone who is buried here will remain so for long. It is not a safe place to be, and it was obvious that my prey was truly desperate.
No matter.
A graveyard full of monsters would not stay my hand this night.
Lesser assassins may use magic or technology to disguise their presence before they dispatch their target. I do not.
I am just that good.
Argos only saw me coming because I let him.
Argent Argos was a blaster. The amulet he wore about his throat gave him the power to fire bolts of white force capable of breaking stone as easily as bones. In theory, this meant that anything he saw coming would be dead as soon as he saw it.
In theory.
I let him see me because I wanted him to see his death coming.
Ill kill you! he raved at me as he shattered a tombstone that I had just ducked behind.
Like you killed all those girls, Argos? I leaped out of the shadows, diving between his legs, driving a dagger into the back of one of his knees.
Argos screamed a profanity and fired wildly.
Of course I wasnt there.
They had it coming! You all do! Stuck up witches! Always turning me downyou cant do that now! Not now! Im a hero! A hero!
Again the leap, this time a swing of my blade hamstrung his other leg.
No, youre just a very little man.
If this had been businessif it had not been personalthen what happened next would not have happened. I would have killed him as soon as I found him. He never would have seen me coming.
But the slaughtered women in his basemy own ragedemanded more than a quiet kill, a Silent Blade, to end his miserable life.
I wanted him to suffer.
And because of that he nearly killed me.
To be fair, it was more bad luck on my part than skill on his that allowed an energy-clad fist to strike me in the side. If he had been just a man, it would have done no more than earned me a slight bruise, but Argos was a blaster.
The force of the blow smashed me into a tombstone. I heard something crackit might have been the stone; it might have been my ribs. At the moment, I wasnt sure. Stunned, my sword fell from my limp fingers.
Got you, witch! With a grunt, Argos yanked my dagger from his leg, pulling himself towards me with one hand while the other held my blade. Ill skin you alive, witch! Ill make you beg for your life before Im done with you !
Not going to happen! I struggled to move, but found that I couldnt. The sheer force of his blow had stunned me. I could speak, I could see him coming, but I could barely movenot enough to move, not enough to defend myself
Argos raised the daggerand then grunted in pain as someone kicked the blade from his hand.
And then I forced myself to move.
My weakened hand found just enough strength to grab my sword once more. I slashedweaklyclumsily--
But it was enough.
Argos made a gurgling sound and twitched his way into oblivion.
But the effort took far more out of me than I could spare. The night was growing darker, colder, and I could feel myself fading with it
I fought hard not to pass out, knowing that if I did the odds were very good that I would either wake up in a jail cellor not at all
But there are some fights even I cannot win
The last thing I saw was a pale hand reaching for me
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