Attack
921 Words
Rhea's POV :
"Good afternoon ma'am,what can I get you today?", a young woman with curly black hair says to me while looking down at her notebook. "Coffee please, black with no sugar",I sat while I observe the place and the people. This town is 4 km away from the outlands and is the perfect place to lay low for now until evening. The town consists of many different super naturals that were either outcasts or chose to walk their own path. It is fairly large with around 965 people and a huge landscape. The perfect place for Rogue werewolves to live.
"Enjoy your coffee ma'am ", the waitress says as she places the cup in front of me. I quickly thank her and go back to observing the place, so far I have been able to spot many rogue werewolves roaming around town further confirming that they are camping nearby.
I go back to sipping my coffee when all of a sudden I hear a commotion at the door. I look up to see two guys talking with some other guys and it seems like a serious conversation. I notice that all of them are gorgeous, but one of them stands out more.
He is taller than most of the guys, probably 6ft, and has wavy blonde hair with green eyes. His got the body of a god and has the smoothest skin I've ever seen. By looking at him I already know who he is, what he is, he's a wolf. Even more reason why I don't like that species, they are too arrogant and power hungry that they just feel the need to assert their dominance on everyone, and they also get to have looks of fashion models.
As I look at them I realize that they entered the Cafe and are now headed towards the table opposite to mine. I look away and focus on the scenery outside but I catch one of the guys staring at me. I choose to ignore it and continue enjoying the view when I suddenly hear some movement and see that someone is sitting at my table. I look up to see that it's the guy with blonde hair from earlier. Hmm weird.
For a moment he just stares at me and it's slowly starting to piss me off. When he notices the change in my facial expression he does something that further pisses me off, he smirks. "Hi, I'm Andrew." He says while still having that stupid smirk on his face. Like I care what his name is. "What are you doing at my table?"I say in a bored tone."Well I'm chatting with you as that is pretty obvious, and I have to add, the view from over here is breathtaking."
He keeps going on and on about the place and the view like some reporter while I am fuming inside.The last thing I need right now is to have some meaningless conversation with the enemy. "What do you want??" I snap at him. He looks a little puzzled qt my outburst but he quickly composed himself."Judging from your looks and your scent you're not from around here, are you?" I don't have time for this. "You're right, I'm just passing by and if you'd excuse me, I have to be on my way." I quickly get up and pass by him before he says anything else and leave.
I hop on my bike and head to the small cottage I rented out near the woods which lead to the dry lake. When I get there I take a quick shower and change into my mission suit. I check the time to see that it's nearly 10 pm leaving me with only thirty minutes to get ready. I take two pistols and strap them on my waist, while securing two silver knives on the side of my kombat boots. I spray on some masking spray to hide my scent and I wear a black mask to finish it off.
After I'm done,I look at myself in the mirror and mentally prepare myself for what's to come. Tonight will be life changing in many ways for me. I get to avenge my kingdom and my mother after all these years. Not to mention that this is my last mission and afterwards I'll be free. When the clock strikes 11pm I take it as my que to leave. I run through the woods for a good fifteen minutes without breaking a sweat and stop when I see some fire in a distance. I notice that not so many people are around this area.
I decide to get closer to where the fire is coming from and hide behind a tree to observe the scene. There are only about 10 men here, which leads me to thinking they must be the patrol guards. I guess they are not expecting to be ambushed for them to have a small number of patrol guards. 'well this will be fun' I think to myself.
I take out my two pistols and put on the silencers on both of them. I point the guns on my first two targets who are sitting by the camp fire happily chatting while drinking some beer. quite sad that it has to end like this, but at least they'll die with smile on their faces. I simultaneously pull the trigger on both pistols and almost instantly both guards drop dead on the grass, and that is when all hell broke loose.
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