Mafia’s Loved One

Chapter 1 - Blade

It was a cold winter’s night in Alaska, in the big U S of A. Blade was following her bounty, finally being able to finish her mission. Dresses in her white winter attire, having her lucky knife that she got from her parents and her winter bow and arrow or sniper rifle. She had to do everything to blend in with her surroundings. Everything was going to plan, after following the bounty for weeks on end and now following him for hours on this awful mountain. I’m cold, hungry and started to get annoyed at how slowly this man walks. It looks like he has been drinking because he is very unstable when he walks, but I don’t care because he’s about to die anyway. It might be cold hearted of me, but that’s just who I became to be.

After what felt like an eternity, we had arrived at his cabin. I must say he did a pretty good job at hiding his cabin. It’s a beautiful small white cabin with big windows and, since it was like January, the snow helped keep the cabin well hidden from anyone who would walk by. Apparently, he is clever in one place.

Finding the perfect moment to enter his house to execute my bounty was faster than expected. He had done his business in his room while I hid in the corner of his living room, but only after having explored it a bit. He entered the living room, with a beverage in hand, and turned on the television. I took this as the moment to make my presence known. Oh, and the look on his face made my day. I could nearly smell the fear of him. It was cute when he tried to fight back, but to no avail. Slicing his throat was very satisfying.

While he enters his cabin and starts doing his daily life things. I find myself a good tree, with the perfect view of his cabin so I can get the best shot. Climbing the tree wasn’t hard, but it wasn’t easy either. The snow didn’t help my grip, yet I did make it to the top and I’m sitting here relaxing. As I was sitting in the tree overlooking everything, when I started to hear noises. It was as if someone was trying poorly to sneak up on their prey. This is starting to really annoy me. I mean, how can someone be this bad at their job? I first use my binoculars to find people disturbing my peace. I saw a group of ten men, all following this tall man. Looks to be 6’4, maybe 6’5, dark haired, tan skin, and has a very arrogant look on his face. So for now let’s call him Mr. Arrogant. Now, since they disturbed my peace, let’s go have some fun. Should I use my lovely star blade, my bow and arrow or my sniper rifle?

Today I’m choosing my bow and arrow. I mean this is a very boring night anyway. I shot my arrow right between Mr. arrogant legs and the look on his face was absolutely priceless. I almost started laughing hysterically, this was absolutely hilarious. They were looking around, trying to see who it could have been, but they should understand that this is my territory and they should f**k off somewhere else.

Suddenly, I started hearing a group of other men nearing my, well now our, location. So now there is one group with Mr. Arrogant and the other group look to have 8 men, their leader looks to be 6’1, light brown hair, a bit more fair skin. He is stupid to be here, so let’s call him Mr. Stupid. To be fair, both groups are very stupid to think that they will be getting my bounty. I should probably tell them that I killed the guy a long time ago. I was just sitting there enjoying the peace and quiet for once.

Anyhow, team arrogant and team stupid have now seen each other, and they have started a stare off. Like their trying to see who is more macho. It’s actually more entertaining. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of this macho bullshit, one of Mr. Stupid’s men finally take the first shot and all hell breaks loose. It was very entertaining to watch, actually better than any comedy show or action movie. Annoyingly enough, towards the end, I had to intervene because somebody tried to touch Mr. Arrogant. So I took my starblade and threw it at the bad guy sneaking up on my guy. It went straight to his head, an instant kill. I’m pretty proud of that one. Mr. Arrogant went on to fight and got shot one too many times for my liking. He should be dead yet here he is, still alive, very fascinating. After climbing down the tree again to go save his ass and, well, I wanted some fun as well. It was easy to sneak up on all of them. There was the element of surprise. I only killed Mr. Stupid's men and the other group of men seemed to notice that and leave me alone. He was lying on the ground bleeding out, so I moved him to sit up against a tree while he was unconscious. As he was sitting there, I studied his face a little bit. He had a very good facial structure, and looked to be about 28 years old. Just as I pulled my hand away from his face, he woke up, I pulled my emotionless face back on or, as my father always said, it’s my “killer face”. I have been mastering this face since I was a child and it works like a charm every time. He looked weirdly at me, like I wasn’t real, he must really be just as stupid as he is arrogant. He just kept looking at me while I walked away. How mysterious he is.