The Chicken Killers

As the sheil faded Ezmerelda held the assasin in her arms tears streamed from her eys,"Judas....I'm fine....but you tryed to kill my brother...." she said.The markings on his uniform was a star pendent...there family's symbol when 'on the job'.

"My family came from a long line of A+ assasines my broher, & father where scilencers...they could walk without being heared.I and my mother where healers...." she said laying him on the ground.

"My family was simple...we see a job...we take it." she said resting her hnds on his chest he glowed a dark blue,he began to breath normally,she looked at him as he was stll uncontious,"I thought he was dead....."

Radella yawned, and rested her head against a tree. Closing her eyes briefly as she grew tired, and suddenly fell asleep.
And there it was, the same nightmare she kept on having, she tried to escape. escape back to reality. But found no luck, for a second she thought this was it, forever trapped in a nightmare.
But she suddenly woke up, eyes wide, gasping.
She glanced at what was happening and remained silent. She was looking around her with narrowed eyes, and suddenly realized something. She'd seen this clearign before. Not just once, but multipile times in her Nightmare. What did this mean?

"Great, now we have an assassin out to get Judas. Looks like the Chicken Killers aren't very popular..."
Chris didn't care, really. He hadn't been popular before, so why would he want to be popular now?

Radella glanced at Chris, "Assassins normally all share the same tactics. You figure out one and you have the basic idea of the whole bunch. Besides, not all are expecting that their attack will not, and ocne it doesn't, they're stumpd. "