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This is proudly built and will be continued by the one the only Squall Leonhart

This story is in memory of Anubis16. This is a story from his eyes.

The streets were busy among the city of Moscow where many head to for the purpose of recovery from his hits against ollyc.
He could remember what events have happened for this fate to have happen to him.

---2 DAYS AGO FROM HIS DEATH---

The sun rised slowly into the sky while the light spread across the streets of Los Vegas, the streets had people wandering around from night to day.
"Ring! Ring!" The blace phone rang on the able beside the small bed that he lied upon.
He grumble upon hearing the annoying noise as the phone continue to ring beside his sleeping body.
The boring white ceiling of the room appeared infront of him, he stares at the ceiling silently while listening to the phone ringing next to him.
The ringing stops suddenly next to him causing his light brown eyes to move to the corner of his eye to look at the old black phone, he wonder why he puts up with sleeping in low rated hotels.
The rooms were dusty with dirt in the hard places to reach like behind the fridges, the dirt aren't really a problem until in some rooms where the mice gather and begin to live in those areas.
He knew that he been doing this so that he couldn't be found easily by other hitmen.
"Ring! Ring!" The phone was ringing once again, slowly he placed his hand upon the phone before raising it up to his left ear.
His light brown eyes open slightly wider upon hearing the voice, he was fully awake now while he listens.
"Hello old friend."
He quickly knew who he was speaking to, he quickly reply into the phone. "Messageboy, it been too long..."
"I have called for your help, Anubis will you help me take out someone?"
He throught silently about the offer from Messageboy, He was lost when he first became a hitmen but then Messageboy came along and help him survive in the work of killers.
"I will help you."
"We will be attacking ollyc, there is a chance that the elites will defend him."
"Well he might be a eliete but i will still help you."
"Thank you, I will meet you at kabul and also we are going to be alone in this hit."
"You mean it not a hit ordered by gardens?"
"Nope, we going to attack ollyc because of personnal reasons."
"Alright if you think it ok to do so."
The phone went silent for some seconds before the beeping replaced the silence, he placed the phone back onto the table before standing up off of the bed.
Within minutes he had brought his equipment from the local weapon store, slowly he walked into the airport with a berreta hidden in his jacket.
He walks in the line closer to the metal detector, gently he rolled a metal ball on the ground through the metal detector.
The alarms goes off while they check the person that was stepping through to have found nothing, he did this many times until they shutdown the metal detector.
One of the guards pulled out a small metal detector device before they start to search each one with the device, he walked up to the guard before he waved the device over him.
The small device passes over the handgun in his jacket because of the wrapping he place around the weapon to hide it from the small device, the small readings from the device couldn't reveal the weapon yet the big metal detector could if they didn't shut it down.
He sat down in coach while he relaxed in the room of luxary, he might sleep in low class places but when he travels it was always the coach section slowly he sip his champage while waiting for his flight to end.

---A HOUR LATER---

Slowly he moved off of the place before heading out towards the exit easily due to the bad training of the guards of kabul, a taxi pulled up to him before the back door opens to reveal Messageboy inside.
Once getting into the taxi it pulled out of the parking area out into the main roads, Messageboy had two items wrapped in christmas wrappings.
Messageboy: "I got us two barretts from father christmas."
He understood what he meant while the taxi pulled up to a park, Messageboy and Anubis16 got out of the taxi with their weapons still in the christmas wrappings.

---AFTER THE HIT ON OLLYC---

He was surprised that the person they did a hit on survived, He was sleeping in the third start hotel until the shot was heard.
He jumped out of the bed before rushing into the next block of rooms to see Messageboy shot and killed, signs of a battle showed that Messageboy fought back.
He quickly picked up Messageboy's barrett before running out of the room, he spent the next couple of hours searching for ollyc's where abouts.
He chased ollyc around to many different places which he spent most of his money so he could avenge Messageboy and another reason.
Sine being in the hitman business he had always killed the ones he set out to kill, none of the ones he killed ever put up a good fight until now when ollyc withstand both him and Messageboy.

---TWO DAYS---

Two days have gone pass since the death of Messageboy since that day still now he had attacked ollyc on his own for eight times, the battles between the two have ended in a failure for both sides.
He was walking on the streets of Moscow slowly looking for a place to stay, he just got off of the place from his last hit on ollyc.
Quickly a gunshot was heard near him then another as he drive behind a small cement stairs, He could only get peeks from behind the stairs as the gun fire continues.
He could make out two of the four shooters that he could see, Darkness and Tools was firing their barretts at him while the other two did the same.
He didn't know who the other two was but knew they were elites, he wonder what was to do as all he had on him was a combat knife.
Footsteps was heard near him as he hears them, he quickly looks behind him to see rastakil with a barrett, quickly he pushed off of the ground while holding his combat knife in his right hand quickly he ran past rastakil while taking a strike at him.
It was silent now as the gun shots of the other four stops, slowly he turn around while his light brown eyes slowly starts to see the barrett inches away from his face.
Then at that time when he knew that his life will end there he knew that it was rastakil that killed Messageboy.
"Bam!" The trigger was pulled while the bullet slams into the forehead of anubis16 quickly killing him but yet he was happy with the life he had being on hitman.

I wrote this for Anubis16, my dear friend i will miss you.
Anubis16 gave me major information about hits and weapons and etc i just added more details and made it into a story for his rip.

Following a request I'm posting an advertisment for a new clan that is being built at this moment.

A new clan being started looking for recruits from strong older players to the newest of beginners requiring Hitmen/women, Hackers and Smugglers

This clan will be a group of mercenaries (NOT RELATED TO THE MERCS IN ANY WAY) hiring out it's people to other clans for wages to team members and will be the best of the best if able to start well.

The leader is a 100%er and is liked and respected by quite a few other players (allegedly) ranks will be given and wages depending on rank. Also a knowledge of a certain object to be discussed later would be prefered but not required.

This clan will be looking to recruit 12 people to start with and may increase it's size to 30 if deemed to be in the best interest of the clan.

Once clan has had enough successful applicants we will announce our selves and explain our prices to everyone we shall work for both clans and any individuals.

Strict rules in this clan and must be followed at all times

1/ No newb killing unless valid reason. (spamming, attacking people or offencive pics but only after warning the newb)

2/No killing for items, Li and karma.

3/All contracts with clients must be fullfilled no matter what the cost.

4/Any acts which bring disrepute upon us will be dealt with immediatly

5/No members should be a part of any other clan

by Squall Leonhart

Latest news will be posted on this page

Squall and Jak the hitmen married couple are now dead,

but their love lives on.

Clan Merc’s is born Part 1

The sun rises into the sky above the awakening village of Hobart, the villagers walking out of their homes to the unexpected terror that is to arrive to their peaceful village from over the hill beyond their village….

Seconds later the sounds of hooves and footsteps could be heard all in the village while the sight of an army of horsemen could be seen from all as they storm in from the hill above, charging anyone who got in their way.

The villagers scream in fright and pain while the horses rampage upon them crushing their weak bodies under their hooves.

Not all the villagers were sent to this fate some flee to the other side of the village trying to escape from the army that have invaded their peaceful village.

The army didn’t stop their charge as they swept upon the town with deadly force crumbling the villagers into lifeless forms of broken bones.

The rest of the villagers that survive went towards the other side of the village quickly they flee pass a figure wearing a black dragon scale cloak around his chest covering everything of his body from the neck down.

One of the villagers gripped the figure cloak to support himself while he breathes deeply before shouting to him. "Run get out of here an army is invading the village!!" The villager looks slowly up at the figures light blue eyes which were empty without a hint of feelings; the villager quickly rushes off away from the figure.

The horsemen storm down the streets of the village the hooves kicking up dust and dirt while heading closer and closer to the figure not showing hint of stopping.

The horses was just upon the figure when all of a sudden an arrow spins quickly into the air ripping the wind apart while it strikes into the neck of the horse ripping apart it skin allowing the arrow head to slice open the horse’s air pipe before it raises itself high in the air throwing it’s rider off of it’s back then falling to the ground dead and silent. The figure still hasn’t moved while the other horses suddenly stop in their track while the riders stay meters away from the figure on their horse, the horseless rider stands up drawing his sword facing the figure.

Whistles could be heard again for a second before three arrows could be seen one striking hard into the vein of the horseless rider, the arrow head slicing open his skin easily at his neck then forcing itself into his throat before he too drops to the ground lifeless.

The other two arrows strike into the ground before the rest of horses piercing the hard ground with it tough metal forcing the rest of the horses to step backwards from fright of the nearby attack.

The figure still remains the same when they first saw him showing no evidence that he did any of that, the first rider charge at the figure quickly threatening to trample the figure three more arrows was fired at the rider.

The rider grip his shield belt raising it up to defend himself while quickly the arrows metal heads slam against the shield then bounces off towards the ground while still charging not stopping now only inches away from the figure.

The figure quickly spread open his arms opening his black dragon scale cloak revealing his body now showing chest and upper leg plate armour on while a long yet thin sword hanging on his back in a leather holster.

The man leans forward while his hand slowly slides up behind him gripping his hand around the handle of his light long sword made of silver base with gold tip and titanium length.

The man pulls the handle of the sword outwards allowing the smooth blade to slide out of the leather holster quickly to in front of the man quickly he steps to the side sliding his foot to the left then pulling his body with his foot allowing himself to be out of the way of the charging horse.

The rider could only see the man move to the side before he could feel his horse buckle under him forcing him to fall forward onto the ground without knowing what happen.

The other riders could see what had happen as the man step to the side then kick his foot off of the ground forcing his body into a quick spin away from the horse bringing his long thin sword with his body forcing the smooth blade easily into the thick bones of the horse’s knees slicing it in half easily because of the sharpness of the blade.

The horse fell to the ground easily without the help of it’s legs while the rider is forced to the ground in pain, he begin to stand up slowly then turn around slowly before seeing the last thing he would ever see again…..

The blade of the sword contacts with the rider’s neck, his flesh slice open then his air pipe before the sword completely past through his neck forcing his head to roll off of his body onto the ground before his body quickly follows.

The man slowly turns to force the other riders aiming his blade towards the ground while drips of blood could be seen dripping from the golden tip of the sword upon the ground creating a small pool of fresh blood.

The man would turn his side towards the rest of the riders while he looks to one of the houses roofs towards something slowly the other riders turn to look at the same roof to see another person standing on the roof with a yew long bow with golden tips and magic string.

After that moment the riders knew their fate as quickly in minutes there was none left alive in the village and no evidence of the two people of being there except for the dead bodies that laid in the streets of the village and the small pool of blood…..

By Lightmerc0

Clan Merc’s is born Part 2

Slowly the sky begin to darken upon the world while the sun lowers towards the mountains, filling the sky with a deep red colour like blood dripping from the sky upon the snowy mountains.

The sounds of creatures and nature could be heard in the forest that lies at the foot of the mountains appearing as an sheet of darkness upon the land these was common among the land.

The sounds of hooves could be heard within the forest quickly pushing against the ground while the horses dashes through the forest with their riders in panic.

Racing through the forest dodging each oak tree quickly with speed and agility were three riders, who belong in the army of thousands that was slaughtered in the village.

The sounds of their shouts of terror and fright could be heard all through of the forest while a figure seem to be following them from the trees moving from one to another quickly as if a tiger following it’s prey.

While the horses trample through the forest, the figure seem to flash through the forest behind the horses.

"AHH!" was heard shouted in the forest before one of the riders slide dwon the side of his horse upon the ground with a thud!

The dead rider laid face first on the forest floor, a unique large triangle shape shield was buried deep into the back of the rider causing his spine to crack and break.

The body quickly becomes covered by the darkness for mere seconds before the body is revealed again except the shield that was once buried in the body of the rider is now gone just leaving a deep wound from where the shield had ripped into.

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