short story: The Assasin by SharonRose

Hannah took a deep breath and composed herself. Her clear, hazel eyes looked idle but her mind was indeed busy. She was contemplating on her mission and she had no other thought but to successfully accomplish her mission tonight. Failure was nonexistent in her entire system. She was the epitome of victory in everything she does and tonight will just be another ordinary night in her action filled, assassin life.

She felt her heart excitedly pound faster inside her luscious chest as growing anticipation overwhelmed her. The hunger to kill her target was very powerful and she had no other choice but to suffice it. She can’t wait for her bare hands to touch her target’s Earthly flesh and suck the very life from it. She’ll surely leave him not just mere lifeless but spiritually battered as well. That she promised. 

She grinned evilly at the thought.

“Ready?”

Hannah glanced back at the pilot’s direction. She smiled at him, flashing a pearly set of white teeth. Her innocent face brightened. The pilot answered her sweet smile and she instantly knew that he’ll be at her mercy if she wanted to. But no, she did not want to do anything with her comrades. It was exactly not her cup of tea. Nothing satisfies her fancy more than seeing her victims die mercilessly at her ruthless ministrations.

“Five minutes and we’ll be at the insertion point.”

“I’m ready,” she answered without hesitation, showing no sign of any weakness. She raised her chin in a proud manner and stared directly into his deep, set, almond eyes.

“Good Girl!” The pilot grinned and then checked his instruments. 

Hannah knew that everything she needed for tonight’s mission was all securely attached at her body; a very sexy, feminine body and surely her unknowing target’s greatest nemesis. She was young but cunning and a genius at her chosen field of excellence. She had prepared a lot for her mission tonight and everything was planned as perfect as it should be.

The pilot gave his signal and she kneeled confidently on the pounding floor of Britain’s most powerful chopper, the Boeing AH-64 Apache. The AH-64 Apache is a four-blade, twin-engine attack helicopter with reverse-tricycle landing gear arrangement, and tandem cockpit for a crew of two. Her shady government was surely one of the most powerful forces in the world. In fact, her mission tonight was launched to maintain and protect that famous worldwide status.

She smirked as her target’s aged but gentle face framed in her mind. Mahmud Kareem, a war veteran and a senior adviser to the Palestinian government and now an advocate of peace negotiation between Gaza and Israel. He had achieved a milestone that no one had successfully did for over hundred years as he had just months away brokering for what seemed to be a lasting truce between two rival nations. It was unbelievable but sheer diplomacy proved to be the best working solution to stop the war and loss of lives in the world’s most dangerous place!

But of course, her superior government won’t allow that to happen. War between Israel and Palestine was the number one source of Britain’s humongous income for such a long time. The demand for weapons and other war paraphernalia will surely drop and will leave Britain’s already top notched economy dwindling into destruction.

Mahmud Kareem needed to be stopped on his tracks before he can set up a meeting with Israeli government representatives and to successfully sign a peace agreement. He must be disposed of, ASAP. She did not care about how noble Kareem was, or whether he was a family man, or Israeli-Palestinian politics or lasting peace, to hell with those! She only cared about her job, on how to accomplish her mission.

And she was out to kill, by hook or by crook!

She waited for the pilot’s final signal, rearranged her goggles and as soon as he made it, she gave him her signature salute and jumped off the chopper. She felt adrenaline rush consumed her entire being as her body floated in space, dark clouds prevented her from seeing the awesome view below.

Her parachute was now properly working and she calculated her destination target. She should land about a few meters away from the safe house where Mahmud Kareem was secretly hiding. Once again, her powerful government easily intercepted Palestinian intelligence report and successfully tracked Kareem’s safe hideout.

Safe, huh! She snorted. Those foolish Palestinians have no idea how frail their intelligence was! She laughed with sheer mockery.

It almost took forever before her parachute flew parallel with the wild, tall trees of the forest. Kareem’s safe house was located at a very strategic position; it was nestled on top of a high mountain. There was no easy access over the land and the only possible access was through air transportation. With a very strategic location and guarded with heavily armed bodyguards, Kareem seemed to be very safe at where he was. 

Until tonight.

Hannah adjusted her parachute as she speculated she would land at approximately five minutes. She can’t help but heave a sigh as she made a perfect landing. She let go of the parachute, remove her goggles and helmet and uncaringly threw them around. Her thick swathe of shiny blonde hair sparked in the darkness of the night. She had tied her mane in a ponytail which made her look years younger; a perfect portrait of very vulnerable teener.

She checked on her black cat suit, a costume helpful to make her blend with the darkness of the night like a chameleon. So that she can stealthily come close to her target without attracting any attention from Kareem’s armed security.

She knew it was a tough job for a woman. But she damned well knew that she was not an ordinary woman just like what everyone in her kind was. She was of a pure different breed; A very high caliber one. She was born to kill, was raised to kill and was living to kill.

With a focused mind, she ran into the forest, straight to her target. Fifty meters away from her stood the safe house where Kareem peacefully spends his night. She was sure that he had no idea what evil fate awaits him tonight. She will definitely give him his most surprising present!

Kareem’s safe house was a two-story sprawling mansion surrounded with what seems to be a fortress like gate. She stopped at the base of the very tall gate and looked upward. The tip of the fortress almost kissed the sky from where she was standing. She needed to climb that barrier before she can access the property.

Chicken! She thought and used her squinting eyes to scan the surrounding. She saw a very tall tree five meters away from the fortress where some of its branches sway inside the property. She did not wait any second, approached the big tree, touched something on her boots and a sharp metal appeared. Then she started climbing up the tall tree, her boots with sharp metal straps made her climb the tree in split seconds.

She stood on one of the branches of the tree and scanned the entire property. From where she was standing, she can vividly see everything. She felt superior in the high altitude. Her mind instantly processed the information and the scenario below.

Kareem’s safe house was a beautiful mansion amidst the forest. Its wide glass windows gave it a modern ambience. Though it seems vulnerable but Hannah knew that those glass windows are bulletproof breaking in seems impossible. But well, not for her. Her powerful government equipped her with high tech gadgets needed to effortlessly break inside the house.

She took something from her pocket that looks like a cell phone. But no, it was actually a mini laptop. She can cleverly use it to intercept the network information inside the safe house so she can have access to the cameras. The safe house has hidden cameras from all angles that automatically alarm when they capture an unknown image. A very secure security plan but not so secured at all.

Hannah pressed the power button and the gadget beeped to life. She had mastered the codes that she had to use in order to hack the safe house’s security network. With calculated speed, she entered the code. The computer processed it and after a few seconds, the entire camera display inside the house registered on the screen. She whistled triumphantly. Now she can study the interior of the house without anyone noticing her.

She checked on the ground floor first. There were a lot of men scattered in the living room, five of them were playing cards while the remaining four were playing chess. They seemed to have a good time. There are four men eating midnight snacks in the kitchen and approximately six men roving around the property.

There were more armed men on the second floor of the safe house. She calculated them one by one. There were a total of twenty five bodyguards randomly located around the area. The large number of armed men never gave her chills. She had been in a bigger mission before and she had accomplished it with flying colors. She had no reason to feel bothered at all.

Afterall, she was Hannah, the most notorious assassin of the British government. 

She smiled a greedy wolf smile ready to devour her prey!

Her eyes grew alert as she caught the old man’s figure, lying relaxed on the sofa as he watched a late night television show. Her target was in the den, alone, but was still heavily guarded. Ten meters away from him, a group of armed men were playing cards and laughing and having great time. It was dark in the den; the area was only lighted by the glare coming from the television set.

A few minutes from now and that old man is DEAD! Hannah tilted her head as if savoring her victory. She was getting impatient but no, she should take her time. She was always as calculated and composed even when she was in a very dire situation.

She entered another series of number on the laptop’s system and the network information inside the safe house suddenly broke down. She grinned devilishly. Now she can enter the property without those stupid hidden cameras! She only had to deal with Kareem’s armed men. And surely that’s not a hindrance at all!

She jumped off the tree. The distance between the tree and the ground was high enough to break her leg but to Hannah, it was never a problem. She had undergone very strict and rigorous military training which almost took her life away. But at the end, she rose victorious, conquered all of those challenges and became one of Britain’s greatest assassins. She had the skills of a master, a beauty of an innocent child and a mind of a murderer. For her, everything seemed possible and so easy to deliver. 

Her body swiftly flew in the air and she fell on the thick grass, unharmed like a kitten. She ran swiftly and hid herself in the bushes as patrolling men continue to take their posts. She had passed those gullible, pea brained creature whose big body never matched their diminutive brains without breaking a single sweat!

She managed to sneak at the back of the house where nobody was patrolling at all. She carefully peeped in the wide glass window to check the interior. From the looks of it, dirty clothes in the rack, washing machine and spin drier and some other utility stuff, she quickly analyzed that it was nothing fancy but the laundry room. 

She was on the perfect place, a great access point to break inside the safe house.

Easy, Hannah…

She combed her beautiful blonde locks with her fingers in a very relaxed stance. This is it! A few more minutes and she will be at her target. She can almost smell his aging scent!

Hannah dropped on her knee and unzipped her boots. Inside it was a gun-like gadget that resembled a .45 caliber pistol. She firmly held it on her hand and zipped her boots back. She then aimed the gadget at the bulletproofed glass window and pulled the trigger. A streak of red light emanated from the gadget, a laser beam known to cut the hardest mineral on Earth. 

The bulletproofed window won’t give way even after a grenade explosion. But with just a simple dart of the red laser beam, Kareem’s impermeable protection easily surrendered like a wounded soldier. She had successfully cut the window and created a hole enough to accommodate her slender figure. She slid into the house smoothly and swiftly like a panther.

She was inside the safe house at last, in the laundry room and a few more minutes, she’ll join Kareem in his private den and they’ll surely have fun together while she titillates him to death. She licked her lips with her sleek tongue and blew some air.

She was about to go out of the laundry room when she heard voices coming near her direction. She instantly hid herself in the laundry basket. She held her breath as the door knob rotated and the door opened.

“Man, you’ve got loads of dirty clothes today.” She heard a booming voice, undeniably male and laced with a strong Arab accent.

Two bearded tall men mindlessly entered the laundry room and threw dirty clothes on the big laundry basket. Hannah felt the clothes on her head, burying her face between the sheets. She can smell the strong stench of the unwashed fabric and she wanted to puke. Arab people are known to have strong body odor which maybe attributed to their food preferences as they like spicy food or it maybe genetics at all.

She suddenly hated them. A feeling of disgust boarded her senses as the strong stench irritated her nose and she promised she’ll have her revenge later. Surely, Kareem will reap her sweet revenge!

“Hey, you’ve got double actually.” Another Arabian voice answered, irritated and so pissed off.

The first man chuckled and hurriedly went out of the laundry room as the other follow him behind.

She released a sigh of relief when she was alone after a few minutes. Impatiently, she went out of the laundry basket and hurriedly left the laundry room. She was more than thankful to smell fresh air once again and not that dreadful Arab stench! 

She headed to the kitchen. She was walking in tiptoes as to avoid making any sound. She was about to approach the kitchen when a six footer bodyguard, with a pistol holstered at his waist, came in line of her sight. She immediately hid at the back of the door. She positioned herself, ready to strike her target once he comes close.

Hannah counted his every steps, her heartbeat followed a steady rhythm. She was very focused and ready for combat. The poor guy never noticed her and had no idea that his end was at bay. He passed the door. She was at his back. She smiled wickedly and in one swift movement, her right leg flew in the air, straight into the man’s vulnerable spot, his nape.

Stunned, he faltered a step. Her forceful attack almost sucked the air in his lungs, blinding his sight, creating ripples of stars in his now hazy vision. He gasped. He was such a big guy and he remained standing despite of his almost unconscious state.

She faced him squarely and rammed her roving eyes around his lithe figure. Her eyes stopped at his groin, lingered a little there and flickered back at his still closed eyes. Evil sparked in her brilliant eyes as she aimed to hit his weakest point. Her first strike was excellent but she needed to re-enforce it to make sure he’ll be at her mercy. 

She was not the type that lets her prey grab a chance to retaliate.

No, she was indeed a merciless predator!

She raised her leg, folded her knees and kicked him very hard on his groin. She knew he will endure great pain and he might shout in awesome frustration. With hasty movement she reached for his head and firmly covered his mouth with her hand. She was right on time. As soon as her hand covered his mouth, he tried to shout in extreme pain. But she had cunningly silenced him.

He tried to instinctively reach out for his aching groin, to check his already damaged asset, but she securely stopped him and held him in place. She knew he wanted to drop to his knees but she needed to cover his mouth.

“Hush baby hush…” She whispered on his ear. His muffled voice sounded like a very low plea and she giggled in delight. His body slumped and his weight rested on hers. She was supporting him now. His big body was like a log, limp and heavy. And she enjoyed how she had made this chauvinist, pig so helpless, so powerless before her.

His hand flexed and she instantly knew that he might have regained a little of his strength. In a quick movement, she entangled his hand around his body, preventing any of his planned escape and twisted his arm. His jaw dropped. Her hand was still covering his mouth with an iron grip, preventing him from making any audible noise and inflicting more pain to his already tweaked body. 

The last thing she wanted was for her victim to cry for help.

She can feel his faltering heartbeat with her face against his chest. She enjoyed listening to the sound of fear coming from his throat that she indulged herself for a few seconds. Such a huge prey but an easy one! She thought haughtily.

With her slender five foot six inches height, and his solid six foot three inches form, she appeared no match to his in a quick angle. But then, David did surmount Goliath, didn’t he?

And so she did as well. Like she always does in her mission, with such charm and finesse nobody can pull up but her. Only her.

She smiled amusedly.

She tilted her head and watched his shock face, blemished with pain and suffering. She pulled his arm tighter around his body, gave more pressure to her hand on his mouth. “Oh babe, you looked so adorable, so priceless!” She hissed.

He made a futile attempt to move, to open his eyes, yet he cannot progress further. Gripping pain continued to dominate his sanity and he was trying his very best to hold on to his dear life.

She heard hasty footsteps and murmurs approaching their direction and she instantly raked her surrounding for possible hiding place. Her sight landed on the spacious cupboard. Everything around Kareem’s safe house screamed luxury; from the antique, magnificent but modern-looking furniture to the grand chandeliers and yes, even cupboards are remarkably authentic!

The old man had such exquisite taste!

Her lips twisted a wry smile.

She dragged the bodyguard’s body toward the cupboard. She made sure that they were well hidden behind the cupboard and that nobody would notice. She loosened her grip and the bodyguard struggled to break free.

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