silvertongue217
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New york city
City of a million souls filled with just as many sob stories as there were successes. A city that had a million stories and while some were good and some were bad they all paled in comparison to the one I have for you today. A story of love romance and deadly sexy assassin ninjas a story of the dark under belly of crime yet the type of story that stands as old as time.
A story of love
Or maybe just sex you can never tell with those two……
Where was I?
The bank was silent the high class society type going to get their children from expensive schools and daycares, instead of getting their hard earned cash. The bank teller was counting the money his delicate fingers dancing over the stacks of bills as he hummed to himself pleased with the days take. He moved handing it over to the stone face black suited guard at the edge of the vault waiting with a gleaming silver cart. He nodded and took the money placing it neatly on a large stack of bills already arranged and ready to be taken down stairs.
The bank manager turned freezing as he caught sight of some thing large and yellow just outside.
“What the hell?” The bank manager murmured looking over at the security guard.
Suddenly a school buss barreled through the door sending the splintering the revolving glass door and turning it into a crumpled ball of steel and broken glass. The buss screeched to a stop its back pointed to the vault door and the dumbstruck manager and gaurd. Before they could react the back door opened, men in black Ninja suits pouring out like ants and pushing clips into their tommy guns, in one coordinated move the Ninja’s began laying down covering fire taking out the banks lax security easily. They nodded pleased to them selves before jumping off of the bus and making their way to the large vault doors. They moved quickly and confidently all but rushing to get to the large prize nestled in front of them.
Little did they know who was waiting for them
He appeared out of the shadows a large smile on his face that could have belonged to the Cheshire cat or the devil himself. He took a long drag of the clove cigarette dancing in his mouth before jumping down from his position above. He landed lightly behind the ninja’s pausing to take another drag before making his move.
The first Ninja fell easily, the blade plunging through his back and out of his chest easily enough. He fell the minute the blade was pulled out crumpling to the floor with glassy eyes. The other Ninja’s reacted quickly turning and leveling their guns as fast as they could. Not fast enough however the blade was already moving slicing the nearest ones arms off and eliminating the problem. The gun came out next, the silver revolver all but appearing in his hands as he fired three shots off from his hip.
Three rounds, four dead bodies. It was over before it could begin their blood staining the white marble floor with crimson pools. The smell of the dead mingled with the smell of gunfire. The man regarded the dead bodies for a second his nostrils flaring slightly as he basked in the smell of his victory. The man was pale unnaturally so with sharp features that looked cut from marble, his hair was long and as pale as he was his hair was just as dark an endless black that seemed to never end, He towered over the dead looking immaculate in his simple gray suit, it was his eyes however that stood the most out a deep red that made them look like pools of blood.
Damian licked his lips cocking his head to the side as he regarded the ninja’s.
“I suppose I should have kept one alive” He said dryly his Australian accent coming out.
The vampire thought about it for a few seconds before shrugging as if it didn’t matter to him (which it did not). He calmly knelt down in front of one of the assailants using his suit to wipe the blood off of his Katana before returning it to the sheath on his back. His revolver disappeared as well returning to the holster inside of his suit before he began walking briskly towards the vault doors.
“Come on out mates” He called out cupping his hands together for effect “ The sooner you fine gentleman get the delivery going the sooner I can be out of the subpar threads and back to my humble abode I believe I have a young woman waiting nude…… or perhaps three”
City of a million souls filled with just as many sob stories as there were successes. A city that had a million stories and while some were good and some were bad they all paled in comparison to the one I have for you today. A story of love romance and deadly sexy assassin ninjas a story of the dark under belly of crime yet the type of story that stands as old as time.
A story of love
Or maybe just sex you can never tell with those two……
Where was I?
The bank was silent the high class society type going to get their children from expensive schools and daycares, instead of getting their hard earned cash. The bank teller was counting the money his delicate fingers dancing over the stacks of bills as he hummed to himself pleased with the days take. He moved handing it over to the stone face black suited guard at the edge of the vault waiting with a gleaming silver cart. He nodded and took the money placing it neatly on a large stack of bills already arranged and ready to be taken down stairs.
The bank manager turned freezing as he caught sight of some thing large and yellow just outside.
“What the hell?” The bank manager murmured looking over at the security guard.
Suddenly a school buss barreled through the door sending the splintering the revolving glass door and turning it into a crumpled ball of steel and broken glass. The buss screeched to a stop its back pointed to the vault door and the dumbstruck manager and gaurd. Before they could react the back door opened, men in black Ninja suits pouring out like ants and pushing clips into their tommy guns, in one coordinated move the Ninja’s began laying down covering fire taking out the banks lax security easily. They nodded pleased to them selves before jumping off of the bus and making their way to the large vault doors. They moved quickly and confidently all but rushing to get to the large prize nestled in front of them.
Little did they know who was waiting for them
He appeared out of the shadows a large smile on his face that could have belonged to the Cheshire cat or the devil himself. He took a long drag of the clove cigarette dancing in his mouth before jumping down from his position above. He landed lightly behind the ninja’s pausing to take another drag before making his move.
The first Ninja fell easily, the blade plunging through his back and out of his chest easily enough. He fell the minute the blade was pulled out crumpling to the floor with glassy eyes. The other Ninja’s reacted quickly turning and leveling their guns as fast as they could. Not fast enough however the blade was already moving slicing the nearest ones arms off and eliminating the problem. The gun came out next, the silver revolver all but appearing in his hands as he fired three shots off from his hip.
Three rounds, four dead bodies. It was over before it could begin their blood staining the white marble floor with crimson pools. The smell of the dead mingled with the smell of gunfire. The man regarded the dead bodies for a second his nostrils flaring slightly as he basked in the smell of his victory. The man was pale unnaturally so with sharp features that looked cut from marble, his hair was long and as pale as he was his hair was just as dark an endless black that seemed to never end, He towered over the dead looking immaculate in his simple gray suit, it was his eyes however that stood the most out a deep red that made them look like pools of blood.
Damian licked his lips cocking his head to the side as he regarded the ninja’s.
“I suppose I should have kept one alive” He said dryly his Australian accent coming out.
The vampire thought about it for a few seconds before shrugging as if it didn’t matter to him (which it did not). He calmly knelt down in front of one of the assailants using his suit to wipe the blood off of his Katana before returning it to the sheath on his back. His revolver disappeared as well returning to the holster inside of his suit before he began walking briskly towards the vault doors.
“Come on out mates” He called out cupping his hands together for effect “ The sooner you fine gentleman get the delivery going the sooner I can be out of the subpar threads and back to my humble abode I believe I have a young woman waiting nude…… or perhaps three”
