1 Why am I Here Again?

In a post-apocalyptic world where disease is rampant and money is scarce. You live in a place where no man would want to live unless you lived better than before the bombs dropped. Now me, Atlas , I used to be a hitman but after most of my squadron of mercenaries with me were killed in the pit we call hell. But before we get to that I was a hitman before and after the bombs dropped, doing deeds to the highest bidder. After my squadron almost completely fell apart after all of them almost or even dying they left me with hope and good fortune on what I'd be doing next. Now in those coming years, I became a drunk, a heavy gambler, I even became one of the biggest drug cartels called the Ghosts, but I was going nowhere within myself because I had no one to keep myself in check and no one to care for me when something bad happened. I was all to myself in a kingdom full of despair, a kingdom full of nothing except my pawns.

But now it is the beginning of a new Reich, where only the 1% get to live normally in the newly rebuilt Washington D.C like the bombs never dropped. It's a place where everyone wants to live but simply can't afford living there from just the pure living costs. It'd be millions to live there but we're straying away from the point but I was asked to help assassinate someone there but I strangely recognized the person but I'm not sure. He asked for a drink at the local pub, and I accepted his offer so I could learn my new companion. After we got there we got some drinks, then we started talking about the job. He was very smart with how he played his words by saying "look I got asked this same question by my buyer, but this guy is your enemy too so I just figured you help me I help you."... He truly thought that someone like me would heed to his calls and luckily for him I did. I always thought that I had no other use because I let my closest friends die or was really close to doing so but he made it so I did have some use in this shattered world that we call home. I told him "I will help you but I don't want payment, you can keep it to yourself because you look like you need it. I can help you get any intel you would ever need, just tell me when you call your shot." He replied "Thank you, I really need your help… friend." Then he vanished to be seen again.

I was left in shambles of confusion, why did he say "friend" that makes me so confused. Something that gets me is I don't know why but it really seems like I do recognize him but I haven't gotten too much sleep for the last week so my eyes might be playing tricks on me. But then again it is a small world now so who knows but I guess tomorrow I will be able to find out more. I hope today won't be as surprising as last night because that really came out of nowhere. But who knows, I like some surprises. Come on me I need to really get intel on my target or at least be able to give it to my "friend" . I send my most loyal trackers and some armor men because why the hell not. From what my companion told me, he lives in the middle blocks of D.C so it's going to make it so much harder but I'll make the best of it. Some more stuff he told me about his house is that it looks like a house version of the Lincoln Memorial with a lot of pillars and the house white as ivory, he's also a business man so he goes to work late and gets home early, there isn't too much protection but yet again you do have to get through the border to get into D.C. I just hope we have our plan set and I hope he can handle me because fighting with me can get a bit tense.

When I got home it was pretty late but I get a call from someone unknown but I had a guess on who it was, but I pick up the phone and I was wrong it was my target asking for peace and he didn't want to anger me because he saw me checking out D.C and he thought I was looking for him to end him then and there and I told him no and I was just checking the place out because I've never seen it before, he sighed in relief and I hung up. But me being who I am hungry for what to do next I called my companion to see the next steps, the phone rang a little and he appeared behind me asking "What do you need Atlas." I reply "I was just wondering when are we going to completely scout the enemy and maybe, maybe kill him because we both need to get this done from your deadline approaching quickly." He nods his head in agreement but it was hard to notice with his cloak on, which I should get my old cloak from years ago that I've kept in pristine condition. But he ends up replying "48 hours from now is where he lays on his deathbed you have my word."

The next day is upon us now and we still don't know too much about our target so I got some of my people to scout out the target, which makes me glad that my people blend in very well. When they came back they said in unison "This will be easy, clean, and untraceable… especially for you boss." But I figured if I should wear my cloak how it is or should I make a replica and dye it because they will know if I wear one because one of my great ancestors was a legendary assassin and his cloak was passed down for generations, it made me an icon even before what happened years ago. It's all that's left from my family and everyone knows that so I guess that's my only option then but I will still wear a cloak for respect and honor to my family, and just saying even though people wearing a cloak means that they are an assassin but no it doesn't a lot of people wear cloaks in this world because one they are super comfortable, two keeps you out of the sun, and three you want to be covered because there still is quite a bit of radiation even though we've adapted to it. But it's always good to keep yourself covered.

Damn we've pretty much wasted this day because I'm talking to myself AGAIN! I hate having this split personality telling me that people are reading about me makes me feel like movies that break the fourth wall you know, see I did it again. But I need to focus because there's 24 hours left before I must do my duty for the greater good of this world. This is because he's done some things to people that if he had any morales and I mean any he'd want to kill himself because the things he's done I'm a little scared of. Only a few people can muster that even a little and he does it like it's nothing, and he's scared of me of all people he should be more scared of my companion because I can see the glare in his eyes and it looked like vengeance when he was talking about it so no wonder he was really thankful when I accepted his offer because he has something against him and I think I know why. But that's a story for another time I have to practice my legendary techniques and my sword play because my sniper game is strong but the other two not so much because I never really needed too because I could get away with being lazy from having many followers but this time it's just me and my friend this time around. I will be able to prove myself, to hopefully what's left of my family will find out that I'm not what they think I am, that I'm can fulfill the legacy my ancestors have left me… that they have left me this one moment to prove them I am strong and I'm willing to get the job done. 

As I was practicing my techniques with my hidden blade left hand, and my "millenia'' old katana that's been passed down through generations. Now I'm motivated because now I can truly help people that are on need and they don't have to live in fear anymore, knowing that they don't have to look over their shoulder wherever they go because of him… maybe people could finally be happy, so I'd happily die for that…  if it comes to it. My parents told me when I was young that "A true warrior is never afraid of death, they fear that their death was meaningless." which means that they didn't want to die in vain or not having a good impact. I have that same fear as well because of my family. But anyways back to the point where we were about to get our target but, first things first we need to get my friend and we're ready to get this over with. I'm being completely honest this has been a drag but in order to take out someone of pure evil, I'd be completely willing to take that long treacherous journey because now that I've realized that I need to be more grateful for what I have and earn what I want to achieve. And with that I'm starting now… [6 hours later]... "UUUHHH!!! We're finally here." friend"hey calm it down we still have to sneak into the place." "uhhh, you're right… okay so what's the game plan." "So what we're going to do is we go into his bedroom window because one he isn't there and two if he isn't there then there won't be guards there so we get him take him out then we put him somewhere, then we finish the job and make him pay for what he's done." " Sounds good to me Friend."