Chapter 9

"Hey, Do you know how dangerous this person is?"

A man in sihoullet asked as if they still doesn't know how I works.

"I heard that he was responsible for the kidnaping and killing of 50 children He's also known as modern hitler for his way of turtoring his victims." I answered while setting up. Choosing the best open-wide space for the game.

"Nice choice of place by the way. Your using your brain wisely this past few days huh?" I mocked while adjusting the Sniper Riffle to where the target will be at in any minute from now.

"What?! Are you saying I'm dumb?!" He exclaimed.

"You startled me!" I shouted when I nearly pulled the triggered due to his sudden appearance beside me.

"I told you to stay hidden unless I called you!" I pointed the dark side of the rooftop of the building.

"If you didn't say that I'm dumbass---"

"Did I say anything shit like that?"

"But that was your point!" He insisted.

I usually dislike almost everything especially a childish tantrums!

"Shut up Zack. 10 seconds..." I gaze at my watch and after to the lense of the Riffles. "The target will arrive."

"Psh. Are you really my friend?"

For fucking sake! He never knows when to stop.

"If you want me to be you enemy then so be it. Don't wait me to fucking lose my temper and change the target direction to your shithead."

"You always say it and I know you didn't mean it but it terrified me all the time." I heard him sighed. "The power you holds." He added while shaking his head.

"I'll mean it this time." I said.

"Yeah, sure Empress." He answered then walked towards from the railings where the Riffles was positioned.

He crossed his left leg to the right and his both hands spread to the railings.

"I want you to not adress me as an Empress when we're out of the vicinity." I told him. "And that's an order." I continued when he was about to talked. He just ended up pouting his lips.

Here is the the target. As I calculated, he'll arrive within 10 seconds. The target was a man in his late forty years of age. You'll think highly of him at first glance and you'll be deceived by his angel innocent face after. He looked like a man who could never kill a mosquito.

But inside that angelic- mask face was a bare face of a serial killer. A soul of pedophile who kidnapped children for his own pleasure and killed it after.

Second chances should be handed only to people who wants to change.

I revolved the Riffles exactly to the target's heart.

Not like the old times, my hands never felt any tremors in my body. I now feel at ease over time doing this game. Especially when the target is an evil.

Killing for me was an easy task as A,B,C. I could easily pull the trigger and made a way for the bullet inside his heart and shattered it into pieces, but...

"Should I do it?" Zack offered. Maybe he notice that I'm hesitant.

"Just give me the coordinate." I said and focus myself to the target.

I'm hesitant 'coz he's carrying a child and it was resting right exactly to his heart.

Fuck this old hag. My hands was itching to end his useless life knowing that the little child on his hand might become his next victim.

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"Target, man wearing fedora hat." He said while watching it through the telescope.

I fixed the angle real quick when he carry the child to his left hand. He's smile was genuinely...fake, I could say. I was disgusted at the sight when his right hand caressed the child's innocent legs.

"Dammit Faster, Zack." I said as I gritted my teeth.

"Distance, 600 meters." I tightly hold the pistol grip. My flaring eyes was carefully watching the target's every tiny moves.

"Wind from left to right, 2.3 miles per hour." After Zack gave me the coordinates, I was more than ready to finally end the life of this crazy mad pedophile man.

I adjust the suppressor for the last time to reduce the noise signature which reduces the possibility of detection. He was accompanied by four men in black. From the way they move, I know they're from a security agent.

"Ready to shoot." I announced.

"When your ready." Zack answered as he put his right hand into his pocket while the other was casually holding the telescope as if he'll be watching the universe to collide and the start to shine to brightens the night.

"Hail as hell welcome you asshole." I smirked.

I slowly Squeezed the trigger straight to the rear, I didn't blink until the weapon fires. And in a snap of a finger...

"Enemy has been slain!" Zack punches into the air when the target's rotten body dramatically fell on the ground. The child's also fell and it started crying, he maybe shocked and confused as to what was happening to his surrounding.

The security agents pulled their highly weapon guns, they spread and went alert. They are mindlessly aiming the guns anywhere. The people are running without knowing What's the reason and direction, they'll just running to save their lives to the unknown danger. The sounds of screams and cries radiate the whole place.

"I love it when a bullet ends someone's bullshit." A gave my cold stare from where we are standing to the palace in chaos below us.

"Cleared the place." I commanded before walking away.

"Psh. You only know how to clear a life." Zack said while putting the Sniper Riffle to its bag.

"That's what I'm trained for." I said.

Another game that was executed in a PAK. (Perfect All Kill)

I kick the door and went my way down. When I reached the 7th floor, I pulled the marker on my pocket and faced the wall.

I opened it using my mouth and wrote my signature.

G.A.M.E. OVER

-Hellcome Reaper.

Everytime After I'll finished the game, I'll leave my signature at the place where we did it. 'Coz it ain't no fun to not leave a traces of your works. And so that I could give a challenge to the police and detectives.

My phone rang when I reached the ground floor. It was an unregistered number so I'd just watched it after its done ringing.

I'm not a call person so when my my close frienemies would call I'll just hyped at my ringtone (which is Dope--BTS song) until it stopped. So what are the odds you'd think that I will answer the unknown caller?

The people was a bit at eased and calm now compared a while ago. I observed the surroundings and there's no signed of awareness that I'm the one who caused fear to the crowd.

I saw many police with a police dog surveilling every corner of the place. I'm confident that no one can beat Zack in disguising. He can become a dog or a trash bin look alike with no efforts have made.

And no one could do it like me in distinguishing whether that man is Zack or some random Beggar that was currently on the interrogation with the police.

Zack was wearing a dirty shirt and a variety of plastics that was assembled to be a short to complete his disguise. He put a fake beard and a weird curly wig.

I wonder where did he get his plausible beggar attire.

Suddenly my phone rang, it was a text message from the unknown caller.

Who the hell is this?

'Answer the phone Ellaine!' The message content.

It was Thalia. He and my father was tge only person who would dare to call me by that name. Did she change her number again for the nth time?

'What the fuck is the problem?' I replied. In no time, she replied quickly.

'Help Zack! From what I'm hearing to their convo of the police officer, he's telling Zack to remove his short!!'

I dialed her number 'Coz I'm freaking confused as to WHY.

"What?! Why?" I greeted. I didn't wait her to talk.

"That fucking retard monkey shove the bullet shell casing to his pocket!!!"

I facepalm after I've heard Zack's idiocy.

"I swear the reserve bullet on the riffle will be buried on his chest." Dammit! Zack the dumbass didn't think ahead of the situation again.

"Oh my God! Help him already!" She panickly commanded.

I turned my head to Zack and watch him resisting to his downfall.

"Help hi---"

"Why would I?" I cut her off.

"What?!"

"What?"

"Oh my God! Stop playing the Villain card! Save your dumbass friend!"

"But I'm enjoying the show, though." She paused for a moment before startinv to talk again to convince me to save Zack to his end.

"It was all fun until the police ripped ofd Zack's plastic short. Ya know, you could see---"

I ended the call to avoid more nonsense convo.

I started walking towards them when Zack started to panicked when the Police dog aggressively barked at him. It was all ready to ripped him off into pieces but unfortunately, the police held the leash tighter.

I was ten steps away when I did the act which can save Zack.

"If you're not hiding something take off your clothes!"

"Officer, this is a violation of my human rights! I maybe a beggar but I'm still human! I can live, I can fly, I can reach the rainbow in the sky!" He dramatically said.

I gawked when I noticed that his last sentence was a lyric from a song which title I don't remember.

"Excuse me Mr. Police officer." I greeted as I called their attention.

"Could you please spare me some moment with this beggar?" I said as I intensely glaring at Zack who's now looking at me with his puppy eyes. He's now more relieved.

"Excuse me Ms., but I'm now at the middle of investigation---"

"I don't care. What matters to me now is to get back my wallet he snatched from me."

"What?"

"What?" They exclaimed in chorus.

Zack's glared at me.

"You heard me."

Zack was startled when the police handcuffs him.

"Your now under arrest---"

"You can do whatever to him, just let me get my yhings to him on hand." I said and rummage Zack's pockets.

The police officer just stood there staring at us.

"Hey, lady Hwat are you doing?! I didn't steal anything!" Zack's said while avoiding every move of my hands.

"I know it's you!" I shouted. I went more closer to him. "Where'd you put the bullet shithead?"

"Left pocket." He answered.

"Run when I get the bullet." He nodded.

I acted like I'm searching for my wallet while Zack waa living his life like a shitty actor. He has no sense of acting on his nerve. He's like a robot throwing some lines.

When I finally get the bullet, he ran as I've planned.

"Hey come back here!" The police officer shouted and ran after Zack.

I wish Stupidity would never strikes Zack while running. Coz his life was on his hand the moment he run.

Well, if Zack will ended in jail. He's family can take over for that matters. It wasn't my problem anymore.

I played the bullet on my hand as I started walking when something caought my eyes.

I paused.

I stared straight and composed myself.

I saw a silhouette in my peripheral vision on my left. He was standing near at the exit door of the building I went out.

He hides when I turned to faced his direction. By the way he acted, it just confirmed my gut feeling that there's someone watching me the moment I went out of the building.

It was a guy based on his body built.

Who the hell is that person?

---To be continued...