Perfect Assassins

Jack:

"Kyle, give me a goddamn hug, before I tackle you to give you one." I said with a playful grin, my arms never dropping.

Kyle:

I made a face but went over to hug him briefly. “Where did you come from any way?” I asked after taking a couple steps back.

I gestured towards the kitchen. "The window." I replied as if that would explain everything. I turned and went to the couch before flopping onto it, tossing the bag I had been carring onto the floor where it landed with an audible thunk.

Ally:

I was peeking into the living room nervously from the stairway, not sure what was going on. Another person to come in, just threw me for even more confusion.

Krissy:

“Jack… What’s in the bag?” I asked wearily. With him, there truly was no telling, though some kind of explosive device was likely.

Jack:

I grinned widely. "I bring gifts. A peace offering from a close friend and my boss."

Krissy:

My eyebrows shot up. “Your boss?” I asked crossing my arms. I didn’t like the sound of that.

Jack:

I nodded and tilted my head. "Yeah, it was my suggestion and he told me to do what I wanted, so...I brought stuff!"

Krissy:

“Who are you working for, Jack?” I asked going to sit next to him so I could whack him if necessary.

Jack:

I held up my hands in defense. "I cant say, besides I'm sure you might get a visit at some point."

Krissy:

I looked at my brother with wide eyes. He had a troubled look too. “Jack I think you need to tell us who it is.” He said.

Jack:

I shook my head. "No thanks, I dont like seeing him mad." I replied unhappily before brightening again. "But he is pretty cool!"

Krissy:

I bit my lip watching him. “Krissy, maybe you should look in the bag.” Kyle said warily. “You look in the bag.” I shot at him. I was actually fairly hesitant.

Jack:

I blinked and looked at the bag. "What? I was the one who got everything in the bag, its safe." I remarked opening it up. I dug around before pulling out a large hand gun and offering it out to Kyle. "Hand made berreta, 12 bullet clip size, can be attached with sights, silencer, ect. Hand engraved handle to fit your grip style, and made to reduce recoil."

Kyle:

I took the gun in my hand and let out a low whistle. I turned the gun over in my hands. “This is great.” I said, trying to conceal the enthusiasm.

Krissy:

I watched Kyle for a moment then looked over Jacks shoulder trying to see what else was in the bag.

i closed the bag protectively, making a shooing motion to Krissy. "No ruining surprises!" I said before reaching in and pulling out an ornate, large knife. "This is a knife that I got while in Siberia. You can stab, cut, chop, saw, pick, ect. And it wont dull easily. It is perfectly balanced for throwing, and as a bonus..." I said trailing off as I gave it a flick and I was then holding the handle. "It retracted into the handle for stealth." I said offering it out to Krissy.

Krissy:

I sucked in a breath and took the knife sliding the blade out once again. I let my finger glide along the shining metal then held it up to the light so I could see the razor sharp edge. It was beautiful. It was almost the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. It made my other two treasured knives look like old Honda’s next to Lamborghini.

Jack:

I grinned and stretched. "Boss takes care of his own, so in his example I take care of mine."

Kyle:

I looked at Jack over the gun. “I wish you would tell us who you’re working for. I’m not going to feel comfortable having you in the house without knowing.” I said seeing as Krissy was utterly absorbed with the knife. She was almost to mesmerized by it..

Jack:

I smiled lazily and followed his eyes to Krissy. I wondered if she would find the wolfpaw and leaves engraved very small on the knife. It was symbolic of her and Michael. "Would I ever harm one of yo....." I trailed off as I considered my words. "Would I ever intentionally harm one of you guys?" I finished realizing that I did a lot of damage when I played with explosives.

I walked back up from the basement, done with my work out fior the day. I walk up to see Kyle krissy and some guy who i vaugly recognize. "Your the guy that shot a rocket at my car." i say blankly

Krissy:

I looked up from the knife to smile at Will. “That would be Jack.” I told him then looked at Jack. “What was it you were saying? About not intentionally hurting any of us?” I grinned at him then flicked the knife so the blade retracted. “Besides it’s the unintentional part we’re worried about. Which is Why we need to know who you work for.”

"My brother. The same one that 'killed' me then had me brainwashed and turned into Rose who developed into a f****** personality is still alive. And is most likely coming after me to finish the job..." Lexi sighed, hiding her face in her knees.

Jack:

"I do apologize if I did any damage to you." I remarked to Will sheepishly before pulling out a shotgun and tossing it to him. "Drum magazine loaded, cools quickly, recoils straight back instead of up or to the side. Can be changed to function as you want from pump to semi even to auto if that is your preference."

I catch it and look it over, impressed. "Damn, thats good" I said, enthused with the gun. "gonna have to try it later"

Eric:

“Wow. That explains why you snapped at Krissy.” I said as I knelt down next to her. “If it makes you feel better, my brother is a bit psychotic as well. Look,” I pulled up the sleeve of my left arm to show a wide line burned into my bicep. “Sad thing is, he’s younger than me and I still couldn’t control him.” I told her. “But I’m sure you’re safe here. You’ve got lots of people who care about you enough to protect you.”

Krissy:

“Jack, you’re still not answering my question. You need to tell us who you work for. Is it someone we know? Someone we’ve heard of? Give me something to go on..” I pleaded.