Chapter 3 CH 3: The Reaper

Dressed in bullet proof black suit, Amanda used her advanced technology helmet to scan the identity of the seven men she was sent to kill tonight. She chuckled, “Are these losers really Dante’s men? You disappoint me Dante. You are getting sloppier”

Amanda was talking to herself while pressing the button of her helmet to scan vital signs of her targets tonight. One of them seems to have a weak heart. Surprisingly, it is their leader. The man with darker grey suit. A smile appeared on her red lips.

Amanda never met the mysterious Dante. She has been hunting the real Dante for three years already but every trail met with a dead end.. until one day, the mysterious Dante made a mistake. A mistake that made the Agency located him to be living at Hill View Town. “Who are you Dante? You are such a mystery that is making me wanting so much to meet you. I will find you. You can’t hide forever”

It was the only reason Amanda had to fake her interest on Emilio. His client list kept in his safe would reveal Dante’s real name. With the mystery being solved, Amanda can then shoot Dante on his head and move on to her next assignment.. far away from the pretentious rich town called Hill View, with hypocrite Human living in it. She hates them.

Amanda is already bored living a fake identity in Hill View. The identity of a rich girl living with her billionaire Aunt Amelia Lockhart is getting a little too boring to her liking. This is her fifth disguise and the longest she has ever been under one fake identity.

Cracking the mystery of who Dante is, proves to be difficult and the Agency is losing their patience on Amanda and Amy. Time is running out. She has to find out who Dante is before she graduate from her studies in Morevar University. In her mind, she would do anything to end this misery living in Hill View Town. She will sleep with Emilio if that is what it takes to find Dante. That thought disgust her.

After scanning her target for tonight, Amanda’s focus went to a black haired Adonis looking man with misty grey eyes. She smiled under her full face helmet, “You look yummy. Let see who you are”

Pressing a button on her helmet again, Amanda communicate with the artificial intelligence software built in her helmet, “Nova, tell me about that tall muscular man with black hair and grey eyes. Why is he here?”

“Good evening, Agent Reaper. His name is Alaric Ryan Knight. Alpha of Hill View Wolf pack. A billionaire and CEO of ARK Industries. He is part of the Peace Treaty and not your target for tonight. On why he is here, is classified information. Your assignment tonight is to eliminate the seven target as we have shown to you in the screen” Nova can be quite creepy at time and there were times Amanda thought Nova can read her mind.

“He is a Werewolf, Nova. The protocol allows me to kill Supernaturals if they are in the way of our mission. Confirm status 149. Shoot to kill if he is in my way” Amanda asked in a calm tone. She hates Werewolves. One Wolf is the cause of her misery. The one that made her trap in this situation. Ruining her future and turned her into an assassin. If she ever finds that particular Werewolf again, she’ll shoot his head point blank.

“Negative. He is part of the Peace Treaty. He must not be harmed. Confirm to comply” Nova responded making Amanda sighed deep. Sometimes she wish she could hack into Nova’s programme and make her not sounding too rigid.

“Fine! Confirm compliance. Let’s end this shit” Amanda got into position with a gun on her back. Her superbike is also equipped with weapons to shoot with a press of a button.

“Just another job and I’ll get paid handsomely. Then, I can go find Emilio and f*ck him, tonight. Damn why do I get so horny tonight? Maybe after sleeping with Emilio, then I can get the hell out of this sickening town full of spoilt brats” Amanda mumbled to herself while doing a mental calculation on how fast she has to ride her superbike to have enough time to shoot her targets.. without them noticing her coming, of course.

One mistake would cost her life. One mistake would ruin her identity being the top ranked Agent assassin with zero mistakes. She was the best and the code name The Reaper is feared by many.. not just to Humans but also to those Supernatural beings.

Seeing the man in grey suit waving his hand for his men to carry a large crate of goods for the exchange to happen, Amanda smiled. It was her cue to start her job. “Nova, it’s time”

Fixing her helmet for kill mode function, Amanda adjusted her body on her black Ducati superbike.

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‘VROOMM!’

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The sound of the superbike was heard by the Wolf gang members. Ralph’s eyes widen as he whispered the name in Alaric’s right ear, “The Reaper!” using his Wolf sharp senses on hearing and sniffing a scent, he tried to locate the assassin. But in the dark night, he could not see it.

As Ralph was looking around the dark space ahead of them with his sharp sense, Alaric felt something. The feeling that triggered something in is memory but he could not recall what it was, “Ralph, what is that scent? Could you smell it? That Rose scent.. why is it familiar?”

Alaric senses went uncontrollable. He was looking around with his grey eyes while sniffing the familiar scent in the air. His awkward action was noticed by his opponents, who were not even noticing the danger that they are in.

“What is the matter, you animals?” he laughed while pointing his fingers to them, “Ralph, why is your Alpha looking like a mad dog?” the leader of Dante’s small group of men asked in a mocking tone.

‘Dante is stupid enough to send these weak Humans to trade with me tonight. It was as if Dante wanted his men to die. Something is not right’ Alaric thought as he noticed how inexperience this group of men that Dante brought tonight.

Part of Alaric felt like he has been played by Dante. He groaned in anger, “Ralph, abort the deal. Something is not right”

Alaric spoke to Ralph in his Wolf language. He added while staring at Dante’s men, “Think about it. Why would the reaper come here tonight? It is a trap. A trap to kill us all. Finish them. Take the goods. NOW!”

Dante’s men were not paying attention to what Alaric and Ralph were talking about. The leader got a message from his superior called The Big Man, with only one word sent, “RUN!”.

The sound of the Ducati superbike was getting closer. The wind blew stronger towards them carrying the scent that messed up Alaric’s focus.

Alaric paused on his way to his car, he thought with his eyes staring at the black Ducati approaching them, ‘No, it can’t be her. Why is the Reaper smelling like her? Is the Reaper.. not a man?’