The Assassin (In Need of an Editor) I walked into the garage, A gun was holstered on my side hidden by the jacket I was wearing. It's was a tricky business, an assassin for the Royals. Make one wrong move your dead no excuse just your blood spilled on the ground. I looked around the garage looking for good hiding places, I cursed, Nothing looked promising each had a weakness. I looked at my watch, thirty minutes and counting. I find the elevators where the target was supposed to come out with guards surrounding him. The target was a very rich man who cheated the royals a few years back. He told the government where one of the main drug warehouse was ,and where the leader of the royals lived. The government paid him ,and the leader was put on death row. The royals lost tons of money and had to go into hiding. Now, they wanted me to get revenge for them. I throw my bag on the ground ,and grab a silenced rifle and sinks into the corner. I watched the elevator few people walked out ,and got into their car. I watched as my clock beeped the elevator opened, then all hell broke loose. Two black vans sped in front of the elevator , shielding any kind of shot going through. Men in black suits jumped out and looked straight at me guns raised. I was stunned ,but quickly recovered and ran gun shots echoed through the garage. I threw the rifle to the ground ,and searing pain goes through me. I've been shot I hear yelling and footfalls behind me I was on the second level blood runs down my back. I see another van blocking the ramp down to the first floor. I run towards the opening between the floor and the ceiling and jumped. I land on the road under me I hear a crunch my legs are broken ,and everything goes black. ******* "We've lost Blake ," I say looking at the monitor. "What do you mean "we lost him?" The Royal slams his fist on the table. "I'm saying he's either captured or dead I told you It was to risky.," The Royal glares at the girl .,"Rachel, keep scanning for him we need him back....alive.." The Royal walks out of the room slamming the door behind him. I wince as the door slams and keeps scanning. This assassination was to risky Jackson knew The Royals were after him ,and he would have set up traps and guards on him twenty-four seven. The Royals were smart ,but they get hotheaded especially when someone cheats them. I knew it was a bad idea ,but who would listen to me ,a computer analyst. I get up and run my hands through my hair ,and gets a cup of coffee. I get back to work he's dead or captured either one is bad. ****** The Royals gather at the Royal Mansion and sits at a circular round table. Servants busily walk around the house doing their regular duties scared for their life. I sit on the right side of the table the two richest sits on the heads of the table. One seat was empty and all the royals were mad about why that seat was empty ,but no one wanted to talk about it. It was a main concern ,so it was bound to be brought up whether the royals liked it or not. Only half of the royals arrived early the others coming. I look out the window and scans the wall guards patrolling constantly. I was the son of Zach the leader of the royals. Who looked extremely ticked he just came back from the Rachel, the computer analyst. I stare at him for to long ,and he notices .,"Jonathan, would you like to say something to me or are you going to keep staring at me for no reason.," He glares at me and turns to a girl next to him and starts to talk to a woman beside him. My mother, Jessica she revolutionized the clothing industry making billions my father quickly fell in love. She never liked me called me a pain in the butt the only time I got a smile from her is when I made my first million. My job was music, I owned a music studio which had made millions I was smart, signing labels with the right people ,or just plain killing the manager. The rest of the Royals walked in each of them older and richer then me. They thought the way I made money was pathetic and not very risky. They never would say that in front of my dad that was at least some type of fatherly love. At last, Juliet walked in she had puffy eyes crying I couldn't blame her. Her "boyfriend" was dead or captured. She sat down her head down no one frowned at all the Royals felt for her this was a serious blow to the Royals. I watched as my dad got up and began to speak. .,"We gather here today to talk about a emergency that's might cripple our empire.," A few royals glance at Juliet and the empty chair and frown. .,"Yes, our best assassin has been taken by Jackson the man who stole millions of our money ,and killed my father we need to find Blake and get him back.," All of the Royals nod. I sit back and relax I never cared for Blake he killed a few managers for me. I never liked him to sneaky and spooky for me I was surprised when he started dating. I tune my dad out and wait for the meeting to end.
I wake up in a dark room a cold breathe of air goes through the room giving me chills. I feel a bandage around my arm where the bullet hit they must have pulled it out. My hands are chained to the wall their very loose. My legs have casts on them I curse myself for doing such an idiot move. I move my legs and pain goes through my body. Thank goodness they aren't broken I was wrong. I curse myself for being so arrogant about my skills.....reckless and failure those are the things that got me here and I'm going to get killed for it. I look at the camera in the top left corner of the ceiling, they're watching me....I stare at the camera. They must have given me painkillers because the wound isn't hurting that much. I breath hard. I'm not going to die here, I'm not going to die here. I repeat it over and over. It's settles in my mind I will get out and I will kill Jackson. Not for the Royals, No, For revenge.The door opens. ****** The meeting last for about two painful hours. They talk and talk about money, killing, and Jackson. I walk out of the house and gets in the Porsche and drives down the road. The guards wave me out. I arrive at the studio which towers over New York. I was proud of what I did even though my parents hated me for it. I walk into the building which is busy as always I walk into my office and sits at my desk. I look down at the papers then I feel something being pushed on my head. A gun I freeze .."Who are you?.," The man laughs .,"You don't need to know that the only thing you need to know is that your coming with me Mr. Royal .." He hits me in the back of my head.
******* A man walked down a road, it was pouring rain and it was freezing cold. It was late at night, the man liked the night, the darkness of night reminded him of himself. A car was parked on the other side of the street with an impatient driver looking at his phone. The man wore a suit that hid a small pistol inside that no one could notice. The man smiled as he walked into the alley, rain bounced off his umbrella. Another man walked down the alley to meet the other, he was frowning. The man in the suit was Jonah Jackson, the man who gave the Royals a run for their money. The other was an accomplice, a very shady one who works for no one and his loyalty means crap, this other man's name was Snake, no one knew his real name. They looked at each other and began to talk, the flurry of rain eliminating any possibility of anyone listening in on the conversation. The talk lasted 30 minutes, Jackson handed a bag to Snake and they departed. "The Royals will fall.." Jonah said as he got back into the car and drove off into the dark night.