Chapter 1

The Streets was silent, the Air Stunk of Death and Despair, It was too perfect. A lone figure Stands among the Bodies of what appeared to be Soldiers, the Figure Held twin Shotguns, Black mist dancing around his feet, and a laugh So dark that it Held No remorse to any who stood in his Path. The Figure walked towards a government building, the guards held their weaponry preparing to defend the door with their Lives. "Halt or we'll shoot!" One of the guards yelled out to the figure.

His Hands Were shaking By the sight of the Figure, all his instincts told him to Run, Get out and survive...But all he felt was a cold Sting, then warmth before realizing what had happened he was on the floor bleeding; his eyes looked towards his partner who was slumped into a motionless corpse, his face torn clean off; the figure Walked past the guards paying them no mind. The Guard looked up at the heartless Murderer; he sees a mask of metal in a form of a Skull; then a white light then Darkness.

The Figure walked through the halls of the building. the Guards already Dead on his arrival, he looks around at the Bullet holes and Carnage around him, only a chuckle slips out of his Dark voice. "Commander, we secured the building and eliminated all Hostiles." A man, heavily armed to the teeth, came up to the figure and saluted him. The figure looked at the Soldier momentarily.

"What about the Target?" He asked coldly, Unfeeling and with malice. The Soldier Looked towards the large Doors then back to the figure. "The Target is behind the door, awaiting your arrival, Sir." The Figure nods slowly then walks past the Soldier and Opens the Door, inside was a sight he expected to see. the Room was damaged by gunfire and explosives, some of the furniture had been overturned and used as cover before being Minced to pieces by the bullets and explosives, there were bodies of heavily Armed Soldiers on the ground, some of them twitched moaning in writhing Pain, some Were Motionless no sign of life in them, And lastly some of the Soldiers were torn apart by the Explosives. It filled the figure with so much glee to see how well his men worked, He glanced to the side and Seen his Men holding an apparent official at gunpoint, they seemed to have Beaten and Bruised him enough, the Blood on his suit looked fresh, on the ground were Some teeth, the figure shook his head at the soldiers.

"You people are sloppy, But Effective enough...I want you three to go around and Gather any survivors and Put them on their knees...you two Hold him up.. I want to chat with him." The soldiers Turned to the Dark figure and saluted before heading to do their orders, the two soldiers that remained grabbed the Arms of the official roughly and pulled him up, one of the soldiers grabbed his Hair and pulled on it, so his bloody face can be face to face with the dark Figure.

In an accent he spoke to the Dark figure with fear in his eyes. "W-what Do you want with me..." the figured Moved his face closer. His bone material mask covered by a hood came in view of the Bloody Official, his large black trench coat covered in some splotches of Blood, his metal clawed hands run against the Face of the official before swiftly scratching off his cheek, blood stains against the claws as he chuckled coldly. "What I want?... hehe...You have Nothing I want...But My Employer however... He wants you to hand over all your control of this town and all your Money goes to our Organization." His Voice made the Official shake in fear, the Ghostly voice was something to fear, and the official shook his head and said. "I-I-I cannot do that! You Terrorists Will Not have this town for your gain, I won't surrender it!" His voice faltered by his Bravado.

He expected the Soldiers to let him go and continue to beat him...However the figure only Laughed Darkly, his hands holds his mask as he cackled maniacally...then Retorted the official. "Hehe...You are a foolish leader to deny us this town." the official Shook heavily "I...I will Gladly Die then give you this town to you."

The Figure chuckled more as if he wanted him to say this. "Ah...Well... if you're so willing to Die...I would Love to honor your Wish...However...I cannot kill you...as it's not my mission, But..." He looked over his left shoulder and smiled under his mask at the injured Soldiers on their knees, some spitting up Blood and vomit, and a few shaking in fear.

"I will do the Honor to your men..." he said to the official. He Pulled out his Shotguns out of his coat and walked over to the first Soldier on the right. He looked down at the Defender his Eyes were wrapped with crude Bandages unaware of the Man standing next to him, he felt a cold barrel against his head, and he shakes in place. "Since you declined your surrender... He dies First." The Figure Said bluntly to the official, The Soldier Looked to where the voice was and before he can utter a sound a blast consumed the man's head. His body jolts backwards from the blast and slumps like a bag of potatoes; this forced the soldiers nearby the corpse to scream in bloody Murder; while the other soldiers looked on in horror as their Comrade was Butchered in-front of their very eyes.

The Figure looked at the official, his voice growing Dark. "Will you now reconsider your decision?" The official looked at the Man in pure Horror and kept silent and closed his eyes in shame. "Hmph...Pity...You two... keep his Eyes open... I want him to Witness this.." the soldiers that held the official Nodded and placed their hands on his eye lids and forced them open, The official tries to close his eyes but the men kept a good hold on him.

The figure chuckled. "Since you did not change your Decision...They die next." With a quick motion he points his Shotgun at another soldier and blasted his head clean off; his body jolts back slightly then falls forward the bloody from where his head used to be spurts out. The figure pointed his Shotgun to the next soldier and blasted his chest open, the Soldier's Chest was exposed and a cringing noise is heard, before they knew it, his heart slips out of his chest and Dangles from the artery, the soldier chokes and soon falls back trying his hardest to stay alive... Unable to keep his breath, the soldier's eyes rolled back and fell forward lifelessly.

The Figure looked towards the official with an eerie sound of joy in his dark voice. "That was Fun to do...Here's the Deal... each time you decline your surrender... I will double my kills... And once I killed your Soldiers... I will go after the town and its people... You have a choice to stop this...Surrender... and no one else needs to die...Not yet anyways..." The official Looked in pure Horror and Disgust as the Figure Mercilessly butchers his men... He sighs and finally succumbs. "Alright...Please Don't kills them...I...I surrender the Town to you...and your organization..."

The figure Sighs himself... "Pity...I was hoping to kill more...But My Mission is done." He looked over to one of the soldiers "Take the prisoners and lock them up, and one of you call HQ and tell them we took the town... send the troop's in." the Soldiers nodded and grabbed the prisoners and took them away. He looked over to the official and made a snide comment. "Thank you for your..."Cooperation"...You betrayed your people and gave their lives to ours... But don't look Discouraged... You're just saved your people from being my targets...that's a "win" for you." the official looked at the figure and looked down in shame. "Take him away." the soldiers roughly took the prisoner away, leaving the figure alone, he took out a communicator from his pocket and began to call his superior.

"The Mission is a success." The voice on the other end chuckled. "Good... any casualties?" The figure looked around. "None that seemed Important." the Voice chuckled once more. Good... Return back to base... You earned your Pay...Reaper..." Reaper Chuckled darkly. "Thank you. I'm heading back now… Reaper signing off." Reaper Clicked the Communicator off and placed it back in Coat; He looked out in the Dark lifeless City and smirked under his mask. "This is the beginning of the End." Reaper drops his Weapons and dark Mists Envelop him disappearing as the Sun Rises.