Eternity - Season One by Nick Venom (i wanna iguana read aloud TXT) 📕

Outside, Overseer heard the screams of Wendy but didn’t mind them. Fortunately for Dragon, Overseer managed to slaughter the guards and daughters of Brick. Nobody on the estate was alive to tell of their murderers.

Dragon exited the mansion with a duffel bag in his right hand while carrying the bloody katana in his left. “We’re leaving,” He muttered while passing by Overseer, who sat on the front steps of the mansion. He nodded his head before standing up. Dragon, then, began sprinting and used a gutter pipe to reach the roofs with Overseer following after him. They disappeared into the night.

An hour later, Dragon and Overseer returned to their hideout, a three-story building nicknamed ‘Hotel Bravo’. They went through the backdoor, locking it with several looks before heading towards the third floor, which lacked windows but had soundproof walls. “When’s our next mission?”

“I’m not sure. We’ll find out after sending the head to the client.” Dragon remarked as he took off his cloak to reveal a young-looking muscular man with tan skin, black eyes, and dark blue hair styled in a short mohawk with shorter hair on the sides. He wore a tattered blank tee shirt and black fingerless gloves with matching jeans and sneakers.

“I hope it’s not another pregnant woman again.” Overseer said as he took off his cloak to reveal another young-looking muscular handsome man with pale skin, crimson red eyes, and dark green hair that was combed over. “I don’t want to go through another nightmare-filled night, Issac.”

Issac smiled before hanging his cloak on a coat rack. “The pay was good though,” he remarked.

“You’re sick,”

“Am I Enzo? You’re the one who killed her living daughter.”

 “She woke up. I didn’t want to.” Enzo exclaimed.

“Still your fault. You needed money to support that grandmother.”

“Grandmother Jane was the one who raised me! I can’t leave her alone!”

“She raised you into an assassin?” Issac asked while raising his eyebrows and showing him a smirk.

Enzo squinted before shaking his head. “She’s a nice and friendly lady. Don’t disrespect her!”

“Aight, aight, aight. I won’t disrespect her since you’ve taken care of that part.” Issac retorted while his back was facing Enzo. Enzo, however, raised a balled fist intending to hurt Issac, but a knock on the front door prevented his plan from occurring. Issac turned around and looked at Enzo, who shrugged his shoulders. They grabbed a knife and crept to the front door of the building, hiding the weapons behind their back. Enzo reached the front door before Issac and  opened the door ajar, enough to peek outside. Outside was a man dressed in a tuxedo, smiling while tilting his head.

“Goodbye,” he told Enzo. Enzo tilted his head and furrowed his brows. A slight ticking sound alerted Enzo to a predicament. The man grinned, muttering to himself before an explosion went off. Enzo’s body was thrown backward and smacked against a wall. Issac dashed to Enzo’s side and saw the damage to his body from the explosion. He looked over at the front door and noticed the charred remains of the man’s body.

“A suicide bomber!” He thought out loud.

TBC…

Issac heaved Enzo’s body over his shoulder and dashed out of the building before a crowd of assassins, all dressed in cloaks, arrived. They all had an imprint of a dagger with a blue outline on their cloaks, hovering over their heart. 

Issac ran out of Alphca and into the nearby long stretch of forests behind the city. He ran while carrying Enzo’s unconscious and burnt body without their cloaks masking them in obscurity. “Damn, damn, damn!” He shouted. “How did they find us?” A dagger grazing his ear added to his problems. He, then, decided to use his speed and strength to jump off a large rock onto branches of nearby trees. He traveled via branches, avoiding the majority of assassins following after him. You dare send assassins after me, but can’t afford to send powerful ones, he thought as he raced through the forest. 

Violet and Cerriyla wandered through the forest intending to hunt three ‘Brizen Deers’. As they tiptoed through the forests for their target, they heard the snapping sounds of branches. Rattled by the snapping sounds, Cerriyla brandished a bronze longsword---that she bought from a merchant---and prepared herself to fight. The snapping sounds towards them and the vegetation wouldn’t allow them to see a glance of the cause. “Stay behind me, miss.” The cracking sounds stopped a few feet from them, dropping leaves and small branches. Cerriyla watched as two men crashed into the ground. One of the men, bloodied and burnt, was quickly picked up by the second man. 

“It’s you,” the first man, Issac, remarked. He looked around wildly, detecting the presence of several assassins, slowly, surrounding them. “Ugh… I need your help.”

“Who are you?” Cerriyla asked, pointing her longsword at him. Issac grimaced as he ripped a throwing star out of his side, holding the star in his hand. Cerriyla tensed up and shouted at Issac. He ignored her words and threw the star into the vegetation, managing to kill one of the assassins and forcing his body to drop from the branches. 

“Dragon,” 

“Dragon?” Violet repeated. “You’re the guy who saved us?”

“Yes!” He shouted. “I don’t want to do this, but I need your help.” He said while motioning towards Enzo.

“What happened?” Cerriyla asked. 

“Don’t worry about it! Take me to the wooden cabin deep into the forest!” He shouted. Cerriyla looked over at Violet, who nodded her head, before motioning for Issac to lead the way. Meanwhile, the experienced assassins remained overhead while the inexperienced assassins chased after them on the ground. The assassin that Issac killed was the closest one to them, giving them a head start. 

The four of them dashed through the forest, avoiding throwing knives and stars. After running for five minutes, Violet and Cerriyla began to slow down while Issac managed to hold onto large amounts of energy, walking far ahead of them. The wooden cabin that Issac talked about, appeared in their sights. “Veronica! It’s Dragon!” Issac shouted at the cabin. The cabin’s wooden door heaved open, allowing them to dash inside. Once everybody made it, the door was locked close as fences sprouted from the ground, establishing an electrical fence and roof. 

“It seems like time has been cruel to you.” Veronica, a black-haired woman dressed in latex with light blue eyes and dark skin, muttered while looking at Enzo’s unconscious body. She walked further into the small cabin and moved a wooden table towards the middle of the room, motioning for Issac to lower Enzo onto it. Before Veronica inspected Enzo’s body, she scanned the two females in the room. “Wow, you two, finally, got girlfriends?” She teased.

“Focus on Enzo,” Issac ordered while biting on his nails. 

“Yes, boss.” She retorted while inspecting Enzo’s body. She, thoroughly, scanned his body before injecting a syringe with a pinkish liquid inside him. “His condition is stable. Can’t say the same about my fences, though.” Veronica remarked while looking at a monitor, positioned across from her, that overlooked the cabin. She stepped away from the table and into a small room, taking out a collection of weapons; the weapons were stashed in a cloth wrapping. “I need some time to check on his health. Until I finish, I need my work uninterrupted.” She said as she unraveled the cloth wrapping to present a variety of weapons. “I would recommend going loud and strong.” She said while motioning at a shotgun. Issac nodded and grabbed the shotgun, loading loose shells into it. He, also, grabbed a small collection of throwing knives and stars.

“They won’t reach the door.” He remarked before walking outside. Violet and Cerriyla followed in his actions by taking firearms and heading outside to assist in the bloody adventure. 

“They never get close to the door,” Veronica remarked before focusing onto Enzo’s wounds.

TBC…

Issac pointed the shotgun at the tops of the trees, firing off shells. The corpses of assassins fell from the sky, burning on the electrical roof. Violet and Cerriyla followed after him and fired wildly into the charging assassin force. Violet and Cerriyla’s bullets never made contact but forced the assassins to dodge. As they dodged the bullets, they ran into Issac’s throwing knives and stars, ripping through their bodies and pushing them backward. 

 Meanwhile, Veronica patched Enzo’s body and dealt with the burn scars. Enzo’s eyes, however, remained closed but his breathing stabilized. Veronica shook her head as she inspected Enzo’s body again. “What a mess you’ve become, Enzo. You were such a handsome man. I wonder how you got stuck with this job. You could’ve stayed out of this life. Issac, on the other hand, can’t leave this world. How unfortunate,” She muttered to herself.

Outside, Issac loaded a magazine of shells into the chamber. He scanned the tops of the trees in search of another assassin while Violet and Cerriyla dealt with the weaker assassins on the ground. As Issac aimed the shotgun up, pointed at the heavens, a throwing knife found its way into his leg, and pierced a bone. Issac kneeled out of pain before ripping the knife out of his leg. A cloaked man descended on the cabin with a grenade. He dropped the grenade through the gaps of the electrical roof, which dropped in front of Issac. “Get inside!” Issac shouted as he grabbed the grenade and threw it out of the fence. The grenade exploded, as it went through a large gap in the fence, and threw Issac against the cabin’s wall. Violet and Cerriyla managed to dash inside before the grenade exploded, earning them a trip to the ground. 

Veronica was nearly pushed to the ground by the explosion but managed to keep her balance. She then ordered the women to help Issac. They nodded and rearmed themselves before charging outside. Meanwhile, the cloaked assassin used a pair of bolt cutters to enter the area within the fence. He chuckled as he neared Issac’s wounded body.

“The ‘Dragon’ was it? What a disappointment! I thought that you would be a harder target.” The cloaked man mocked him. 

“A dragon breathes water and spits out fire,” Issac muttered as he, sneakily, took out a throwing knife. He, then, heard Veronica’s order and sprinted into action. He jumped up and took a few steps