The Nightmare Division | By : RoterSand44 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 945 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A scream resonated through the corridors of the cathedral. The click-click of high heels hitting the concrete was music to the hunter's ears. He pursued the young woman with renewed fervor upon hearing her terrified screams. She took a sudden left and nearly lost her footing. The hunter bowed low and took a swipe at her with the knife, dealing a deep cut to her ankle. She tripped again and fell to the ground, and this time she could not get back up. A sadistic smile crept over the hunter’s face as he pulled back his hood. A jagged scar ran across the man's pockmarked face. His sick smile displayed his yellowed and twisted teeth. He advanced on the girl, her green eyes filling with dread. He kneeled down next to her, grabbing her hair, causing her to scream in pain. "Little girl..." breathed the hunter, his rancid breath washing over her. "Why did you run from me? You know you didn't have a chance of escape."
The woman scowled at her attacker. She knew her chance of coming out of this alive was zero to none. This was clear to her when she first decided to take this mission. She sighed inwardly, thinking of her father, mother, and young son she would soon be leaving behind. Still, she had to do this, it was a necessary sacrifice that could save many lives.
"I knew. Trust me, I'm not as naive as you might think. But, I'm afraid that you've wasted your time." She stared the hunter dead in his eyes, giving him a smirking smile as she did so. "Killing me won't get you the Lyzine Virus. T.N.D. already has it in their possession."
The hunter scowled at her, before delivering a hard, stinging slap across her face. He hurled curses at her and began kick her stomach and face. She screamed and coughed up blood. She desperately tried to pull herself away from the man, trying to scoot away from him. The hunter quickly grabbed her leg, pulling her back towards him. With her free leg she began to release a few kicks of her own, her heel firing into his eye.
The hunter screamed and grabbed his throbbing eye, his grip loosened and the woman quickly scooted away managing to finally get on her feet. Unfortunately, the hunter recovered quickly enough to tackle her to the ground. He then continued his assault against her with even harder kicks and the occasional punch. The more she screamed the more she received the brunt of the hunter's rage. After a few more kicks, he calmed himself and kneeled back down beside her."Miserable little bitch...but I'm not concerned. Centurion won't be deterred by this minor setback. Our organization grows stronger by the day, and pretty soon we'll be a force to be reckoned with. As for you...well I may not have succeeded in my mission..."
The man pulled a gun from the back of his pants and jammed it into the woman's mouth, knocking out several of her remaining teeth. Her eyes widen with realization of what was to happen next. Blood trickled down her face from the a deep gash in above her eye.
"But at least I'll have consolation of your blowing the brains out of that pretty little head of yours." said the hunter as he pulled the trigger.
The bang of the gun and the sound of metal ripping through bone startled a flock of birds, sending them flying off in a startled frenzy. With the deed done, he pulled a cell phone from the pocket of his leather jacket. The hunter dialed a number and put it to his ear.
"Did you get the virus, Hunter?" asked a gravely voice on the other line.
"No. When I got here, she had already passed it off to T.N.D."
"So, you've failed? And 'she'?" replied the voice.
"I-I'm sorry, Sir. But w-what could I do?! You should've sent Gatherer on this mission! This is HIS specialty. And yes, the virus was being held by a woman." stammered Hunter.
"Are YOU telling ME what to do Hunter? Have you forgotten your place?"
"N-no sir! I-I spoke out of turn...forgive me Sir."
"So what did you do with the girl?"
"I took care of her, Sir."
"This turned out quite fortunate for us. Killing the girl will surely draw a response from our enemies. Tell me, what was the girl's name?"
"Nele Lindemann, Sir."
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