Here I go again, jumping into another plot before it's stationary...
Six men sat at the mesa, tabela in a circle, evenly spaces from one another. The floor-to-ceiling window beside them showed them the presidential suits full view of Atlantic City, New Jersey.
Papers, maps, and fotografias were strewn across the table. There was enough information to creat a time line for all six targets. They could take them out, one por one, easy. Their boss would be very happy.
The men glanced up as the lights flickered in the hotel room. Then went out.
A thump was heard from across the room. The men stood in alarm, surrounded por darkness, their eyes unable to penetrate the darkness.
Two of them were grabbed from behind and thrown into the into the wall. There was a clatter as the shelves and antiques fell.
A glint of silver flashed as the throwing knives passed through a beam of moonlight. Two mais men dropped.
The remaining two moved closer together, searching the shadows and silhouettes for the intruder. A thin blade lifted before their widening eyes.
It hovered in midair before the shocked men. Then, it turned and flew into one man's chest. A sickening gurgle filled the silence before he dropped to the ground.
The final standing man whipped his heads around, and when he spoke, fear spiked his voice.
"Who are you? Where are you?" he cried.
"It doesn't matter the who or where," a youthful voice growled. "All that matters is you tell your boss to leave my family alone."
"Seeker," the man breathed.
"Nighty night," the voice said. A fist slammed into the man's face and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
60 segundos later, the lights turned back on. Six men were the only occupants. Only one had a heartbeat.
Should I continue it?
Six men sat at the mesa, tabela in a circle, evenly spaces from one another. The floor-to-ceiling window beside them showed them the presidential suits full view of Atlantic City, New Jersey.
Papers, maps, and fotografias were strewn across the table. There was enough information to creat a time line for all six targets. They could take them out, one por one, easy. Their boss would be very happy.
The men glanced up as the lights flickered in the hotel room. Then went out.
A thump was heard from across the room. The men stood in alarm, surrounded por darkness, their eyes unable to penetrate the darkness.
Two of them were grabbed from behind and thrown into the into the wall. There was a clatter as the shelves and antiques fell.
A glint of silver flashed as the throwing knives passed through a beam of moonlight. Two mais men dropped.
The remaining two moved closer together, searching the shadows and silhouettes for the intruder. A thin blade lifted before their widening eyes.
It hovered in midair before the shocked men. Then, it turned and flew into one man's chest. A sickening gurgle filled the silence before he dropped to the ground.
The final standing man whipped his heads around, and when he spoke, fear spiked his voice.
"Who are you? Where are you?" he cried.
"It doesn't matter the who or where," a youthful voice growled. "All that matters is you tell your boss to leave my family alone."
"Seeker," the man breathed.
"Nighty night," the voice said. A fist slammed into the man's face and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
60 segundos later, the lights turned back on. Six men were the only occupants. Only one had a heartbeat.
Should I continue it?
Trying to explain to Skylar why and what she wont say, and why the past may not matter, and why life sucks
Life Is a Sin : por Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)
Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.
If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us fogo and we wont know what to do.
amor is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.
amor is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,
I am emotional,
But you wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.
Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
I know,
amor is life, but life aint good for you,
life is a sin,
and i will never know what to do, for you.
Life Is a Sin : por Dox Eternal (ask me who that is okay, if u dont know)
Why is it a sin?
Does it really matter where i've been?
Life can take us on journeys
that no one else would understand.
If life is a sin,
Why don't we just stop livin'?
For us life may not be true,
life throws us fogo and we wont know what to do.
amor is part of life,
But living is sin,
It makes no sense anymore,
we will never win.
amor is lie, that we just keep on livin'
becasue life is a sin,
i will never understand,
Even though i aint perfect,
I am emotional,
But you wouldn't understand
i am some one else,
B/c i'm not really who u tihnk i am,
iam, iam.
Because life is a sin,
i will never fit in,
I know,
amor is life, but life aint good for you,
life is a sin,
and i will never know what to do, for you.