Chapter 1: The Greatest Assassin In The World
(One image representing the chapter is going to be posted in the comments by the Autor)
As we all know the cold war was a time where two superpowers showed their military might for an inevitable conflict that could happen sooner or later … but not in this chaotic world where during the first world war some soldiers with strange abilities emerged that later were called Quirks , skills that turned the common soldier into killing machines …these skills also ended the scarcity of resources in the Soviet Union which made it not to fall apart … at least for now … what made the United States and his allies resort to one last resort... Something that would put an end to this war
December 26, 1991, Location: Soviet Union, Kremlin Time: 3:40 am
Everything was silent after all it was just another silent day like all the others, along the streets surrounding the Kremlin some pedestrians presumably passed by to start their work all these unnoticed of what was happening inside the place…
Through the dark corridors of the Soviet command center walks a figure with its arms covered in bandages, this figure also carries a black Sniper but the weapon is covered by a completely black cape that goes from the head to the feet of the figure who walks with a small pistol in his right hand…
Some noises can be heard at the end of the corridor, it was at that moment that several soldiers appeared in the place, firing desperately...
One of the soldiers pointed at the figure and shouted "Блядь" all the soldiers nodded and advanced towards the figure..
Not caring too much about the soldiers or the shots that seemed to have no effect, the figure started firing accurate shots at the soldiers' heads.
One of the four soldiers pointed to one of the doors "Vы, придурки, риносите азуку "hearing this one of the soldiers ran down the hallway and luckily didn't take a fatal shot … seconds later the man came out of a door with a bazooka which he fired in the direction of the figure but it only deviated illuminating its face which was covered by a mask in the shape of a skull and its eyes shone like fire...
"You damn communists" said the figure as he killed yet another soldier who was begging for his life…
Seconds later the figure was in front of a gigantic door and behind him we can see a disconcerting amount of bodies that were burning thanks to a fire started by the explosion caused by the bazooka…
The figure put a hand inside his cape from which he took a C4 and stuck it on the door 'Finally … this job is finishing ' …
A few dozen meters away the figure pressed a button and almost instantly an explosion shook the structure of the entire place…
Several screams were heard around the place the door was completely destroyed and behind it was the leading class of the country, all the politicians responsible for the communist party…
The figure appeared where the old door was, putting fear in the hearts of the weak … right-handed of the place some ended up dying thanks to the explosion, others lost their limbs, walking around the place the man shot in the head each one who survived " You fucking communists…thanks to you millions died"
"пожалуйста не убивай mеня" One of the men screamed with several tears covering his face, the drool and blood pooled on the man's face showing a deplorable figure but the man just laughed "Hahaha … May god have mercy on my enemies … because I won't have" * Bang bang * the man concluded his sentence with two shots in the middle of the face of the man who fell dead on the hard floor of the place …
From behind the wreckage of the table that served for meetings, a man emerged who had his hands on fire and with gigantic ease a blast of flames covered the black figure who was walking towards the Soviet politician … "Hahaha" the man laughed with what he did since apparently he achieved what others have not done with the most advanced technology in his country…
But the man's happiness quickly ended as the same figure emerged from the flames, the nameless figure tied the man by the neck and raised him in the air, the Soviet leader kicked and struggled in all ways...
The black figure looked into the man's eyes as they were losing their light seconds later the man was dead *Tumm* the man's body fell hard to the ground "It looks like a mouse is missing ... get out of there or you'll die in the blink of an eye"
From behind a small furniture that decorated the room came out a blond man with blue eyes who trembled in front of the overwhelming presence of the black figure. "You are the… Black Death" the black figure just walked in front of the blond man and put the barrel of his pistol towards the man's heart "It seems your time is up Arthur… if you hadn't betrayed your country nothing would have happened "…
The blond man stared at the figure with a look of pure hatred "You're nothing but a cold-blooded killer … you don't have any values you're a fucking monster …"
"Be careful whit what you say, after all my finger can slip easily" the man's thick voice echoed through the mind of Arthur who feared for his life..."What are you going to do now that you've destroyed the union you shit … everything was going well"
"Hmmm ... so I assume the millions that died in the concentration camps of this country is 'going well'"
The man gulped and without thinking too much, in his left hand there was an ice stake and with it he tried to kill the Black Death without success as the man shot him in his right leg causing the man to fall backwards screaming in pain "Haaaaaa"
"Hahaha … I don't know which is funnier … you trying to kill me or the fact that you think you'll survive"
Arthur now with an uncontrolled rage tried to shoot several ice attacks at the man, but they all broke into small snowflakes when they came into contact with the Black Death's clothes…
"Haaa… you fucking monster…" Said the man as he stood trembling in pain "you you you…. You are a demon Black Death … no Allan Ad-"
*Bang bang bang Bang bang bang *
The black figure fired the entire weapon clip in the head of the man undoing the head in bits of brains that flowed down the ground "Do not say my name with that mouth ... you filthy pig"
3 hours later
*Vap vap vap*
The sounds of the helicopter's propellers filled the cabin of the vehicle that escaped from Soviet territory…
Inside the vehicle was an American agent and in a chair opposite to him was the greatest assassin in the world, a man so deadly that the department of defense estimated almost four thousand confirmed kills, a number achieved without the use of a Quirk, a number that no one ever imagined achieving.
The agent looked steadily at the assassin "The mission was a success as expected…"
Allan glared at the man and just held out his hand towards the agent "Where's my pay? " the young agent took a suitcase from under one of the vehicle's seats and showed its contents to the killer.
"Here's as combined ... Seventy million dollars"
"Hmmm"
"Is there a problem, sir?" asked the agent already sweating a little thanks to Allan's intimidating presence
"No… with this communism ended… I hope" said the man, rising from his seat…
"W-what are you doing?"
Allan now with a parachute on his back and the suitcase with his pay opened the helicopter door and looked one last time at the agent "Give my greetings to the president"
That said the man jumped through the door falling through the clouds causing the agent and the pilot to lose sight of the Black Death….
"Do you think it was wise to let him go?" asked the pilot as he clicked a few buttons and adjusted the altitude…
"I was just in charge of delivering a suitcase … and I would never put my life on the line for an order I didn't get"
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January 24, 2035, Location: United States of America, White House
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Several figures were around a table, but one was more prominent than the others, this figure is Alex Swiller the current president of the country and right now all these figures are watching a video that is being broadcast on a television to everyone in the room to see it
In this video we can see the destruction of the Kremlin that was recorded by a spy drone seconds later we can see a video of a figure opening a helicopter door and getting ready to jump, at that moment a man covered in medals and with a huge scar that went through his nose and his right eye pressed a button on a controller and the video stopped…
"President this is the last sighting of the Black Death and here is all the information we have on him" said the general throwing some documents in front of the president…
Alex slowly flipped through the documents as he looked at the people talking to each other "So his name is Allan Addams, he was born in 1970 and he's 65 now..."
The president looked the general in the eyes with a look of doubt "General this man may not even be fit for a mission of this caliber anymore"
The man laughed uncontrollably, the sound of laughter and the medals clashing with each other filled the place silencing the political class that was in the place...
"President in all sincerity the Black Death or more properly Allan Addams is someone that age does not affect "
"I don't understand"
The general put his hand under his chin as he thought "In a simpler way he is a monster made to kill… and only he will succeed in that job"
"Hmm… and why don't we call the-"
"No sir … that man is out of the question as he is one of those responsible for the mission"
Alex as president knows the gravity of this matter and as such he needs this matter resolved quickly and without witnesses… otherwise the sovereignty of the United States of America would be at risk as well as the elections in its favor… "And where is this man ?"
"According to our data he is living in the interior of Portugal in a small farm"
"Portugal … where is this?"
"Ahmm… In the Iberian Peninsula?"
"That was an answer or a question … stop playing with me General in the Iberian Peninsula there is only Spain"
"No, there is another country ... that many do not know, it's the perfect place to hide since not a single soul would ever look for the greatest assassin in the world in that place"
President Alex rose from his chair and looked out the large window that lit the room…
"I… whatever… send the CIA, FBI or INTERPOLE, I don't want to know, find this man and give him the job information"
The general now in front of the president made a military salute "Yes sir we will not fail… For the United States"
"For the United States "everyone in the room shouted unanimously and left the room leaving the president alone…
"I hope I'm not making a mistake in doing this" said the man as he looked to a corner of the room, from there came a man in a similar outfit to the one that Black Death uses, but unlike Black Death the figure's clothing is purely white...
"Don't worry… you have my protection…"
"I hope so … and I hope you keep your word"
The white figure just shrugged and disappeared into the shadows of the place, leaving Alex to admire the streets of his country through the window of the great room…
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February 4th 2035, Location: Portugal, ??? Ass of Judas? i think probably
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On a small farm we can see a man who drives a tractor and is preparing the land, he has a small cigarette in his mouth and a beer in his right hand…
The man's hair is white as snow and on his face we can see the effects of age and also some scars especially one that stands out for its size and for crossing the man's lips…
"Ahaaa", the man sighed as he drove his tractor across his land "It seems like it's late" said the man who was fiddling with his straw hat that protected the old man's head from the midday sun…
"I'm going to heat up yesterday's lunch … again "putting a little weight on the accelerator, the old man tractor approached steadily his house which was in the middle of the farm …
After some time the old man just crossed his vineyards and finally arrived in front of his house, but a black car was parked in front of his door ...
Getting off his tractor the old man entered his house and inside his kitchen were two men dressed in black suits…
"What are you bandits doing in my house?"
"I think there is a misunderstanding, we were sent here to deliver you a proposal"
"A proposal for what?"
"One last job as Black Death"
The old man momentarily stopped his movements, but decided to sit in one of the chairs that surrounded the small table that existed inside the place…
"I think… you guys are in the wrong house"
The two agents looked at each other and smiled in an evil way…
"We know who you are Allan Addams"
At a supernatural speed for a 65 year old man Allan was in front of the agent who spoke and lifted him in the air grabbing him by his clothes…
"You bastards what do you want from me"
The second agent had his gun pointed at Allan who decided to drop the agent from is grip...
"Ahmm … you have too much strength for an old man … or is it your Quirk?"
"…."
"Just to remind you that we know everything about you and your family if you decide to do something 'Careless' …"
The old man took another cigarette from a package and lit it while rubbing his fist lightly , the man 's blood boiled for lack of a good fight but now he could not kill these two agents ...
*Flap*
One of the agents took a document from inside his coat and threw it at Allan's chest, who didn't pay attention to the actions of these agents…
"What is this?"
"That's your job Mr Addams.."
The old man ran his eyes over the papers and a few seconds later the man crumpled the documents and threw them against a wall "Aaaaa… you crazy shit heads"
"…"
"You guys are crazy… I won't do this… never"
"Hahaha… I hope you remember your family"
"Shit..."
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To be continued…
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