Assassin's deserve love 2(ErurainaxPlatinum cobra)

[Platinum cobra]

Ringo walked into his bosses office and sat down putting his feet up on the table. "You called." he said wondering who his boss wanted killed this time, for that was the only thing his boss ever called him for. He grabbed the folder that was slid over to him and looked it over, "Ok." he said getting up. His boss rarely said anything to him except when he had done something wrong. He walked out pondering over what would be the best way to kill the women that his boss wanted dead. He figured just a straight forward assassination would work but that was just to easy he wanted a challenge. He got in the elevator wondering how to make this hit more interesting to him. He got out of the elevator and climbed into his car driving home, he smiled as he thought of the perfect way to kill the women with ease but still make it slightly more challenging for him.

[Eruraina]

It was raining. Why did it have to be raining? Oh, Agatha Skye knew it would rain, she always did. But that didn't change the fact that she greatly disliked the rain. It had rained the day her parents were killed. She had seen that coming too, but had been powerless to stop it. Because the man that killed them, and now wanted her dead, was very persistant. He would stop at nothing. Traveling half way around the world hadn't stopped him, even. He still kept sending people after her. Though it had been eerily quiet there for a long time, Agatha mused. She sat in a small local coffee shop, a table by the window, staring out onto the street full of traffic. She sipped a carmel latte, a sketch book and pencil right in front of her, always in hand. Agatha closed her eyes, listening to the rain on the window, her hand gravitating to her pencil and paper.

[Platinum cobra]

Ringo drove home and walked inside, he went straight upstairs to his weapons cabinet and pulled out a rifle. He cleaned and loaded the magazine of it before putting it in a case with a bi pod. He then went downstairs and made himself some lunch, he couldn't help but notice that it was raining outside and let out a small groan. He hated doing assassination's in the rain, everything got all slippery and he couldn't afford to have that when it was a long shot that he was trying to pull off. He went upstairs again and added a plastic cover into the case so he could drape it over the gun so it wouldn't get wet. He looked up at the clock and decided to go and scope out a good area to take the shot from. He got in his car and after checking to make sure he had the women's address right he drove off.

[Eruraina]

Her hand picked up the pencil, and she stared down at the paper, knowing that she was about to draw something, but didn't know what. For the most part she could control it, but sometimes her hand seemed to take on a will of it's own, as if pulling from deep inside her creative heart as she called it. Her imagination. The pencil tip started racing across the blank sketch page, Agatha's eyes glazing as she stared down at the paper, working away at a drawing. After a few minutes, she looked down at what she had drawn, and it took her breath away. The sketch was quick and crude, horrible compared to her usual work. But that wasn't what had the effect, it was what she had drawn.

Spoiler

So he was at it again. He was still trying to kill her, and he had hired another assassin. From the sketch she knew from the bookshelf and window, with it's curtains, was in her small apartment. Agatha chewed on her bottom lip. What she drew was never set in stone, she could change it. She could avoid being shot. Did the alarm clock mean it would be a 8:52 pm? That was about three hours away, if it was to be that day. It was raining in the picture with the assassin, and it was raining today. Plus, she never predicted further ahead than a few hours.

But she couldn't stay here, so Agatha collected her things, pulling the hood of her hoodie over her head, and dashed out the door. Maybe she could get to her apartment, get her things, and leave before 8:52. Before the assassin was waiting for her.

[Platinum cobra]

Ringo found a vantage point not to far from the women's apartment where he could still see the window clearly and nothing was blocking his view. He sat up the gun on the edge of the building with a bipod and put the plastic over it making sure not to put it over the barrel. He looked through the scope at the apartment and saw nobody. Figuring he still had a couple hours before the women even got home he sat down and watched the apartment waiting to see if a light would come on, he wasn't exactly going to leave and come back cause he might miss his opportunity.

[Eruraina]

Agatha checked her watch. It was now 7 O'clock as she now entered her apartment building. It had taken her an hour to get home. The walk from her apartment to that cafe was supposed to be fifteen minutes, but she was delayed. There had been a major accident in the rain, causing a crowd to gather around and watch the police and paramedics work, a crowd that she couldn't go through, so she had to go around. The detour had her pass by a book shop, and even though she knew she was in trouble, she couldn't help but go inside and browse for a little bit. She found a book she wanted, bought it, and headed home in all haste.

Now she was running up the steps towards her apartment. The gunner from her drawing was likely already waiting for her, so she was taking a chance now. But she knew which window she had to be wary of. Pretty much the only window in her single bedroom home. Sadly it was the living room, and had a great view of the door. She unlocked it, then paused a moment before opening. She flicked on the light, entered, closed the door behind her. She looked out the window, swearing she saw a figure on a distance rooftop, before quickly closing the curtains over it, and moving away from the window.

She hoped that the curtains would be enough so that whoever was out there wouldn't be able to see her as she now proceeded to collect her few belongings. In the end, everything fit in a single duffel bag, and a messenger bag. When you're being pursued all your life by one of the riches men in the world who liked to play dirty and hire assassins, you learned how to pack light and always be on the move.

[Platinum cobra]

Ringo saw a movement in the apartment and grabbed the rifle looking through the scope he saw her quickly close the curtains and swore quietly to himself. He didn't know why she closed the curtains but it severely ruined his shot. He decided to try a different approach since he knew she was in the apartment, he shouldered the rifle and went downstairs getting into his car and driving over to her place. He parked out front and grabbed the small knife he had in his dash. He got out of his car and started running upstairs.

[Eruraina]

Agatha grabbed her bags, and turned off the light and started out the door. But she froze at the steps. She swore she heard something coming from below, and knowing there was an assassin after her, her adrenaline was going up. She had learned to be cautious, how else had she survived? There it was again, a noise rhythmic and steadily getting louder. The footfalls of someone coming up the stairs. It could be one of the other tenants of the building, but whoever it was, was running up the steps. But Agatha didn't want to take the chance, but what could she do? There was no fire escape in her apartment, and if she went back inside she would be trapped. Even if she locked the door, surely he would force his way in.

Then she remembered the service elevator, used mostly for her handicapped neighbor. You had to have a code to use it. With the idea in mind, she quickly ran to the elevator, pressing the button for it to come after tapping in the code. She could hear the footsteps getting closer. Finally the door opened, and she stepped inside, pressing the close door button. As it slid shut, the man who had climbed the stairs came into view. She spotted the knife in his hand right as the door shut.

[Platinum cobra]

Ringo ran up the stairs and turned to see an elevator door closing, he went and ran into the apartment which he had been looking at and looked around frantically. Realizing the lady must have left he walked back downstairs and where the lady would probably be. The clerk shrugged his shoulders, Ringo swore and walked outside leaving his hood down even though it was raining.

[Eruraina]

The elevator beat the assassin down the stairs. The clerk was turned away as Agatha passed by, placing the rest of her rent on the table along with her keys, and dashing out the door before she was seen. She pulled her jacket hood over her head as she walked through the rain, and ducked into an alleyway, leaning against the wall and doing her best to calm her breathing. She then dared a peak around the corner of the building in time to see the man walking out into the rain, leaving his hood down. She managed to get a good look at his face. In her head she was thinking it was a shame he wanted to kill her, because he was very handsome. She continued to watch him, her breathing now a bit more controlled. While she watched, she thought long and hard. What was she supposed to do now? Where should she go, and what all would she have to do to loose this assassin's trail.

She ducked back around the corner, leaning her back against the building wall, and sliding down to a sitting position. She sighed, knowing she would have to do the same as she always did. But she was tired of running, tired of being along, but neither did she want to die.