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Assassin Nation ([personal profile] ngm_assassin) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2014-09-27 04:48 pm

The Hit(men) Just Keep Coming

It took a bit of scouting to find a rooftop with the right vantage point for the job he was employed for. One Marcelo Alencar da Silva had a big price on his head. Bullseye meant to collect on it. He had been contacted by Assassin Nation after one of the regular stable of killers failed.

The man dressed mostly in red wasn't the first one to have this moniker, but he planned on doing better than his predecessor. He set up his rifle on a rooftop a half mile away from the mark's penthouse apartment. Bullseye sniffed at the hot New York City air as he sighted the killzone. There were very soft metallic clinks beneath his flowing red overcoat.

He had strict instructions to leave the mark's wife unharmed. As she was a mutant, Bullseye figured distance would be the best buffer he could use when he blew da Silva's brains out. It gave him a chance to prepare at worst or the time to disappear at best.

He chambered his specially designed cartridge. Bullseye looked down his telescopic sight and waited. The happy newlywed should show up soon. The assassin had seen the mark's wife pass by the killzone not too long ago.
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[personal profile] pyroprincess 2014-10-19 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Those contracts are important, too. I know from when I was on the board. They were also valuable because they deflected attention from just how much dealing he does with the Russians. And you know how popular the Russians are these days."

Stephanie looked up at him, and she could feel her heart beating faster too. "You're going to be such an incredible father. One day." She let out a small nervous chuckle. "Not right now, I swear."
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[personal profile] vesper_verde 2014-10-19 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Those contracts were made because you were there, and we could trust you in our dealings." He grasped onto the business talk to keep the outright fear from having children close his throat off. The life he swore to live on his mother's grave put any children in a precarious place of losing a father.

He let out a breath. "Oh. Good. Alexa Stark just had a baby. Good to know it's not in Manhattan's water."