Thoughts flooded her mind as she raced through the forest. Her deep auburn hair whipped around her, but it wasn't in the pool of thoughts. She was now the predator, out to seek revenge for a fallen commrad. The youngest member of her team, killed at the blade of her trusted co-captain turned traitor. She wouldn't allow it, she couldn't allow Tracy to survive after this. Jaquin turned onto the jagged path to the compound of the enemy. Power surged through her. Jaquin was the best and she knew it. Her eyes pulsed red, sensing danger now not only from the compound but also within herself. She remembered the looks on her team's faces as they saw Ammera's fate set before them. The looks their faces held when Jaquin sprinted from the safe house and into enemy territory. She was supposed to be a calm, trained ninja but her training fell away when instinct took over. Adrenalyn pumped through her vains as she came to the large gray walls. With a single leap she was in the courtyard. Blending with the night, she raced into each compound and took hostages. Finally she came upon the Dictator of Honori. There, standing before him, soaking in his praise was the blood traitor. A knife should have ended it all, but Tracy was trained. A single movement was her savior and escape. The knife missed and gouged into the Dictator's chest, ending his life and D-squad's mission. The end of one chapter in Jaquin's life and the beginning of a deadly grudge of honor and personal revenge.
Ninja Spaz · Mon Jun 04, 2007 @ 09:39pm · 1 Comments |