CH 1 - Marked

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[ Chernoborg, No one's PoV ]

BANG BANG

"LET ME IN! I DON'T WANT TO FIGHT HIM PLEASE LET ME I-"

Slash

"H-HE BROKE THROUGH! D-D-DONT LET HIM GET CLOSE!"

SWOOSH

"H-he beheaded him i-in an instant...!"

"STOP PANICKING ROOKIE, GET THE DOCUMENTS AND CALL FOR REINFORCEMENTS!"

"Y-yes s-sir!"

The hooded man quickly ran away in fear of the being that slaughtered his allies, he immediately took a sharp turn to the right and entered a room

He quickly began to barricade himself in the room, pushing file cabinets towards the door and the windows one at the time while hearing his friends scream in agony from the distance

He shakily reached out for a radio "h-h-hello...?"

"Post number?"

"S-seventeen... P-p-please help me! The... His.... There's an attack!"

"Calm down kid, who is it?"

"I-its him! Th-"

His sentence was cut off as a loud scream was heard and a loud thud to the door "WHO THE FUCK LOCKED THE DOOR! DAMNIT! PLEASE! LEAVE ME ALO-"

SLASH

The man in the radio shivered in fear and began to silently cry "p-p-please.... I don't want to die y-yet..." The man sobbed as he uncontrollably held the radio, begging to hear a response that will save him

"...just hang in there and keep the documents safe, we'll be there as fast as i can"

The man's eyes lit up "t-thank y-you!"

"Just dont let him hear you"

THUD

The man stopped breathing and dropped the radio in fear

THUD

THUD

SWOOSH

A sword pierced through the door, causing the man to yelp like a girl and back off away from the door "PLEASE! NO! SPARE ME! I-I-I CAN TELL YOU ANYTHING YOU W-WANT! P-PLE-AAAAAAAAAGH" The man's pleading was interrupted when a gunshot was fired and landed on shoulder 

the door slowly opened and revealed a bloodied man holding a Greatsword, on his other hand was a pistol that was empty "Found you..." He said before raising the Greatsword with one hand "P-PLEASE! NOOOO-"

stab

Silence filled the air as the man slowly walked towards the poor man who had now received a thrown great sword to the face, making him unrecognizable "You could had lived if you hid in the bathroom and not in a room called 'Head Office'..." The man sighed and frowned as he crouched to the man to grab something from his pockets

"...No bullets... a shame..." he muttered as he continued to search the corpse for something "LMD... this can do... ah, here it is..." He hid the bundle of cash on his pockets before examining a paper "Movement reports... this should lead me to other hideouts..." 

He stood up and used the sword to drag the faceless man across the floor to a room full of bodies. Tucking the papers to his pockets, he stomped on the faceless man and pulled out his sword, The sword dripped blood as he kneeled down to touch the blood pool and began to paint a word in the wall with the blood

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