Tag Archives: Assassin

Training Day

The Callidus way is not an easy one. Every year millions of gifted children are taken from their families by the Inquisition to be tested. I was one of those children, and despite the best efforts of the temple’s political … Continue reading

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Olvido

They gave me a new rifle two days ago, at the same time they gave me my new assignment. As usual, they told me nothing more than what I strictly needed to know. And honestly, they could very well have … Continue reading

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Assassins Sextet: Potential

Twenty years ago. ‘Well,’ he said in a damnably calm voice, ‘it’s not normal.’ The specialist wasn’t Hive-blood, Vicki could tell that much. He was too tanned, too fit, not scrawny enough to be low-level trash, not pale and flabby … Continue reading

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Assassins Sextet: In Malice

Somewhere between the abseiling slide from one building to the next, I become Security Detail Sergeant Marius Vasquez, black-haired, sallow-skinned, aged forty-two. Had any of his friends been on duty tonight, they would have been astounded to see his slightly … Continue reading

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Exitus Acta Probat

The outcome justifies the deed. I am the hunter. The stalker, the killer, parodies of any sinister contraption your mind may perceive me as. You see that is what I am, a contraption, some sort of device as you may … Continue reading

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Assassins Sextet: Rush

The Callidus shrine teaches the strategy of cunning. They instruct their young neophytes on the importance of stealth, of information, of stalking the prey and of the shield of trust. Become a friend, become an ally and hold the illusion … Continue reading

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Assassins Sextet: Nice and Subtle

‘Who are you?’ Nate’s gun wavered in his sweaty hand. He was not at home with violence, not visible violence, not the kind that was close up, close enough to see the blood, close enough to be anything like a … Continue reading

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Nemesis Dawn

The luminous dial of my chrono disturbs the inky blackness of the chamber; dawn is little more than ten minutes away. With a thought, the hatch in the floor clangs open, filling the bay with undiluted thunder. I stare into … Continue reading

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