DARK SHADOW

Dark Shadow sat quietly in a hidden dark corner inside a shady-looking bar nursing his drink while all around him noise and chaos reigned. There was a fighting ring below and people were screaming for the choice of their winner.

He had a black hood over his head that kept him hidden from prying eyes and the deadly aura emanating from him made sure no one approached him, but people hardly noticed him because of how hidden he sat.

The lack of awareness from the people in the bar didn't mean that Dark Shadow was unaware of everything happening around him. He sat with his back to the wall, and a clear view to the door, that afforded him the knowledge of who enters or leaves the bar a perfect position for anyone who lives with the constant threat to his life.  

His lithe frame is primed and alert ready to react at any sign of danger.

Once he was done with his drink he stood from the table dropped a couple of bills on it and headed down the iron stairs that will take him to the floor below.

The ground floor was teeming with people who are watching the fight or having a drink or doing some other thing but they were all like a buzz of fly to the silent dark handsome man making his way towards the door neither looking right or left, his handsome features still hidden under his black hood.

As he was making his way to the door he felt someone hit him hard on the shoulder knocking off his hoody from his head.

The last thing Dark Shadow tolerates is having his face open in the public, he prides himself on maintaining his identity a secret and he does that by constantly being under the protection of his hoody outside the walls of his home and now an imbecile just knocked off the hoody without having the decency to apologize.

Dark Shadow quickly put on his hoody and trailed the idiot like a snake till he caught up with him on a crowded dance floor. He silently crept up on the guy, dodging the sweaty bodies and flapping limbs of the people dancing.

The guy was a tall huge guy with glaring blonde hair that acts like a beacon light broadcasting his position so he wasn't hard to spot among the crowd.

Once he was upon his prey Dark Shadow flipped his wrist and his wrist dagger appeared in his hand within a twinkle of an eye, he moved his wrist forward and stabbed the guy to his side, and withdrew as quickly as he had done before anyone knew what was happening. 

The prey unaware of the danger lurking around continued to dance till he felt a piercing pain to his side that froze everything in him including the movement of the people around him. His eyes grew wide as his hand went to his side and then he hit the floor like a sack.

Before anyone could figure what the hell was happening Dark Shadow was already on his way to the door.

He had just passed through the door when a peicerving scream was heard from the inside echoing loudly to the street. A few seconds later stampeding foots were heard as people ran out to the street screaming in fear and trying to escape what they thought was a threat to their life.

Out on the street, Dark Shadow walked calmly with his gaze down, not at all bothered that he just took a man's life, with his hoody falling over his face obscuring him from the eyes of passersby and cameras hanging at strategic places in the street.

His sensitive ears picked up the sound of a bike heading his way and stepped to the side to let it through. A split second after his action, something wheeze passed him and hit the bike guy at the center of his chest sending him and his bike crashing to the ground. The guy was dead before he hit the ground. 

Frightened screams filled the street as people began to run for their lives, while some were on their phones making a quick call to the emergency services.

Dark Shadow immediately looked in the direction his gut told him the bullet came from. In one of the tall buildings, his instinct told him someone has a gun pointed at him so he reacted quickly on his feet, choosing to get off the street where he was a sitting duck.

He ran very close to the building walls where he knew it wouldn't be easy for whoever was shooting at him to get a lock on.

As he was running he felt something vibrate in his jacket. The sound was one he was familiar with. A dark smirk curved his lips. So he was in a hunt and his opponent a sniper judging from the long-range of the shooting.

He ran as fast as he can, his blood pumping with adrenaline trying to get to the killer before he makes his escape. He has an idea of the building where the bullet came from.

" Fuck! " Sniper cursed when he missed and then repositioned his scope to pick out his target again. Through his scope, he felt his target look in his direction and felt a chill run through his body, even though the guy he was hunting was very far from him to make out his eyes but the deadly aura he perceived through his scope sent a warning signals to his body.

In his hurry, he hadn't pause to read up on who he was paired off with, but the man on the street seemed not an ordinary assassin to him so he is going to tread carefully.

Before he could really get a lock-on on his target the guy was already on the move and the mass of people patrolling the street, along with the buildings was making it difficult for him to get a hit.

He followed his target with his scope hoping for an opportunity to pick him off but the guy was smart running under the shade of the building where he was sure he couldn't pick him out.

Sniper cursed again when he realized that the guy wasn't making an escape but rather coming for him. He needed to leave, not knowing much about his opponent was a risk and he can't afford to face him if he doesn't know what to expect.

He quickly dismantled his gun with a deftness that shows how conversant and constant he was with the weapon.

Weapon packed and safe in its bag he lifted it and headed for the door, his silencer in hand and of its safety hook.

Inside the room, he saw the old lady whimpering where he had her tied up and did shush with his gun to his lips scaring the woman further and making her cry harder against the duct tape on her mouth.

Dark Shadow sprinted faster with a focused intensity not willing to let the shooter escape his clutches. No one takes a shot at him and lives to tell about it.

When he got to the building he felt was the right one, he slipped in when one of the residents came out. He took the stairs cause he didn't have time for the lift.

He had just rounded the fifth step when he felt something narrowly miss his head to hit the wall behind him. He looked up to see his query on the stairs above him getting ready to shoot so he quickly bent down to get off the way of the bullets that came raining in his direction.

Leaving the old woman's house Sniper hurried his way to the stairs, intending to leave before the guy gets here but just as he rounded the third steps he saw his target coming up in the opposite direction and he reacted quickly with several shots from his gun which missed the target impeding themselves in the walls behind him.

He fired another without aiming as he made his way back in the direction he came from.

As he ran up the stairs with his sniper bag in tow he heard the heavy footsteps of the other guy as he gave chase. He turned around and fired more shots at him.

Dark Shadow took a flip from the side of the stairs, hanging off by his right hand to escape another round of shots fired at him and when the bullets stopped coming he flipped back up and continued his pursuit.

They followed this repetitive pattern where the guy fires at him and he dodges it till they got to the roof of the building where they faced off each other.

Sniper burst out through the outer door leading to the roof and whirled around to wait for his pursuant to come running through the door with his gun stretched out in front of him ready.

Once the guy form filled the door his fingers released slowly from the trigger waiting until the guy was fully in front of him to remove his finger completely, but instead of a bullet being discharged all he heard was a click. He just ran out of bullets.

" Fuck, " he cursed silently discarding the gun to the floor while he took his time dropping the long black bag carefully to the floor. The gun inside was his precious baby and he didn't want any harm coming to it.

Dark Shadow smiled darkly when he heard the click sound of his opponent's gun. His hardened gaze pierced through his opponent like two-point lasers as he advanced closer. His steps are that of a predator hunting his prey.

" A killer that kills his target from a distance is a coward and just scared to look his victim in the eyes as the life drains out of them, " he taunted the guy in front of him with a mocking grin that grew when he saw the angry scowl that darkened his opponent's forehead.

Sniper bristled at the words thrown at him by the guy standing confidently in his front like he holds all the cards.

He knew the guy was trying to mess with his head but he couldn't help the rage that filled his system. In high school, his peers had seen him as a coward because he will always stand there and take all their bullying without doing anything to save himself or fight back so he was known as the Coward. Joining the military was his way of proving them and himself wrong and being called a coward again after everything he has done to escape the hideous nickname didn't seat well with him.

He growled silently in his chest and charged after his opponent.

A wicked smirk curved Dark Shadow's lips to the side as he waited for the guy to reach him. He moved left and right dodging the blows thrown at him before retaliating with a flat palm blow to the guy's chest sending him few meters away from him.

Sniper fist tightened by his side as he glared at his opponent. He wanted badly to knock off the smug smile on his face. He went again this time determined not to let the guy get the better side of him.

The duo changed blows and kicks moving differently to escape each other's kicks.

Sniper bent backward to escape the flying kick coming at his head and when he strengthened up he caught his opponent's lip with his fist.

A smug smirk graced his lips when he saw a taint of blood show at the guy's lower lip.

Dark Shadow's eyes grew darker and deadly at the ache in his lips, he lifted his finger to wipe at his lips and looked up to give his opponent a menacing look.

He used his tongue to lick at his lips before running at the guy and the fight started again. This time Dark Shadow wasn't on the defense and went at the guy with a fierceness of a tiger.

Sniper did his best to keep his opponent at bay but the several blows to his ribs and face meant that he wasn't faring well but he also got off a few blows at his opponent giving his swollen cheeks in addition to split lips.

He pushed the guy off him and retreated to a corner to regroup. His ribs hurt like fucking mad, almost blinding him with the pain, but he blinked the pain back and focused back on his opponent who he saw now has a knife on his hand with a deadly glint in his eyes.

Dark Shadow felt that they have danced enough and decided to end things once and for all and as quickly as possible.

He went at the guy swiping the small dagger in his hand at him but the guy kept invading his movement until one of his swipes caught him by his shoulder, but he didn't stop and went for his jugular.

Sniper jumped away from the knife aiming for his neck, wincing from the pain of the cut he received on his shoulder.

His breath fell in fast pant while sweat dripped off his face and blood dripped down his arms. He needed to disarm the other guy he thought as he went at him.

He sent his foot flying which caught him squarely on the chest before he could get out of the way sending him crashing to the floor and the knife flying off his hand.

He quickly ran to the knife and kicked it away before his opponent could get to it.

Dark Shadow winced when his back collided with the wall of the roof, the wind knocked out of him, and before he could get over that he felt a blunt pain as the guy boots landed hard on his chest.

He allowed several kicks to land on him before rolling to his side. He sat up then turned to catch the foot coming at him and twisted it roughly.

Sniper quickly moved his body in the direction of his leg to avoid it being dislocated which freed his leg from his opponent's grip. He looked around for something he could use as a weapon and his eyes caught his gun lying few feet away from him and then charged at it, picking it up in his hand he wielded as a club against his opponent.

Dark Shadow moved his body around hiding from the gun being swung at him but he wasn't fast enough and the butt of the gun caught him on the side of his forehead.

He didn't react to the blunt pain on his head, instead, he caught his opponent hand before he could take another swing at him and confiscated the gun from his hand. He kicked him hard on his lower belly very close to his prick which caused him to bend in discomfort. He delivered another blow with his bent knee to his jaw which sent him to the floor as a crack sound was hard.

Sniper fell to the ground with his mouth filled with blood as some of his teeth flew from his hand, before he could swim through the pain blinding him, the other guy was on him like a hungry lion.

He tried to fight back not letting the guy pin him to the floor. They both scrambled around on the floor until Dark Shadow flipped around him to his back and applied a strong chokehold to his neck cutting off his airflow. No one has ever escaped his chokehold.