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Crash / Anthony&Lilith 

lilithbryce:

She walked hurriedly but without running in case someone saw them they wouldn’t look suspicious. Lilith avoided looking at Anthony, still trying to asume what had happened. There was too much she didn’t know about him and his reasons. She stopped on a corner and put her hands on her hips in a stubborn gesture. ”I have my motorbike a few blocks away” Lilith said once they weren’t too close to the crime scene. She always left her vehicle in a nearby street when she had to do something illegal so she could flee the place quickly. There was nothing she wanted more in that moment than getting home and taking a long shower. What a shitty day. ”So I guess I’ll see you in the office on Monday” she tried to joke half-heartedly.

Anthony nodded, stopping alongside Lilith. There was definitely something else going on with her that he didn’t know about, but hey. She didn’t know his motives, and he didn’t know hers. They didn’t really need to, not really. They had a truce going, after all. His own vehicle was parked even further away, thanks to how he’d had to get out earlier to follow after his chosen target.

He hummed out a laugh at her joke, feeling fairly amused as far as jokes went. “I guess you will,” Anthony replied, giving her a quick smile and a nod before he headed off towards his own vehicle. This was definitely not the situation he’d imagined he’d end up in.


Ghost Town || Anthony & Jade 

jade-tfc:

Realizing that reasoning with the masked man was futile, Jade felt tears burn her eyes. For much of her young existence, she’d avoided fighting. The random scars and bruises she woke with were from Tessa, not of her own escapades. Jade feared violence and always worried that her lack of aggression would lead to a losing situation. Now here she was, facing a knife wielding maniac, and her mind was out of answers. Fight, you pussy. Tessa’s voice was the last thing she needed to hear. Jade opted for the opposite. She took a deep breath and screamed as loud as she could before turning to run. Maybe if she ran fast enough, she’d be able to escape the encounter with her life. Or even better, without having to fight. 

The girl screamed. And then she ran. Anthony wanted to sigh, but he didn’t have the time for that. He fastened the grip he had on the hilt of his knife, and then he dashed after her, doing his best to keep in mind where there might be patrols. They were definitely close by, and they had definitely heard the girl scream. 

The balaclava was making it a bit harder to see where he was running, but Anthony was used to that. The dark of the night combined with how he was running through the alleyways? That was the real challenge. Not to mention that the girl could run, and she probably had a boost of adrenaline fueling her as well. Still, he knew how to track people and follow them.

Soon she was within distance again, and Anthony sped up, preparing to corner her so he could dispose of her quietly.


Crash / Anthony&Lilith 

lilithbryce:

Lilith snorted in disdain. “Of course I haven’t dropped anything. And the gun is untraceable so they will get nothing from the bullet either.” She might be new at murdering agents, but was an expert at covering up her tracks. Not that Anthony needed to know that. “Don’t worry about it.”

She knew Anthony was considering to kill her too, so she sneaked a hand to her holster and grabbed the gun again. It was obvious how his thoughts ran; considering if it was more risky to kill her now or letting her live. Lilith could kill him as easily as he could, but there was no need. They were both in this mess up to their necks. Anthony seemed to decide the same and she relaxed. “Okay, then we need to leave the place as soon as possible, and not talk about this with anyone”. She considered adding a threat, but Anthony was Black Ops, no some teenage outlaw she could scare easily.

Anthony just nodded in response, seemingly deciding it wasn’t needed to react to the disdainful snort. He was just glad she had her wits about her, really. Could use more of that sort, really. “Let’s go, then,” Anthony said, his tone simple as he began walking outside, still feeling on edge. They couldn’t be too sure that they were entirely alone in the area - after all, the guy from earlier, the one Lilith had shot, had to have had backup. Unless they were abnormally lucky, that was. Chances were backup would arrive, eventually; it was just a matter of how Lilith and Anthony would be long gone by the time the backup got there.

The deaths would be blamed on the conflict between the gangs and the Government, possibly, but regardless they’d probably get away scot-free.


Ghost Town || Anthony & Jade 

jade-tfc:

The shadow moved closer, taking the form of a man. She saw the glint of metal in his hand and Jade knew that he was going to kill her. Her mind was screaming for her to run but her body was not listening to its commands, her feet feeling like they were glued to the pavement. Frozen in terror. Why had she come to the city alone? She wanted to be back in the treehouse, swearing to herself she would listen to Bingo next time. Her heart was pounding so hard she was sure it was visible. Finally her legs started working and Jade began to back away slowly, holding her hands out in protest. “Please!” What else could she do but beg? This, of course, was the very moment Jade realized that her switchblade was in her boots and she was wearing sneakers. “I didn’t see anything, I swear.” she lied in a shaky voice, her eyes wide. How could she get out of this?

The girl looked young - nearing her twenties, probably. Killing her wasn’t something Anthony wanted to do, which, in some ways, was immensely reassuring. He hadn’t gone completely insane yet, he supposed. Still, he had to. Probably. He was wearing a balaclava, but the entire thing seemed far too risky. What if the first thing she did was find the patrol and alert them? Sure, curfew was on, but he was pretty sure a lot of them would look past that if she alerted them to the murder.

His knife was glinting in the dim light as he began advancing towards her, feeling calm with his decision to kill the girl. There wasn’t a way around it, and he’d done much, much worse before, Anthony suspected. He didn’t bother with replying to her pleas - there wasn’t any use. She’d just get hysterical anyhow.


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Ghost Town || Anthony & Jade 

jade-tfc:

Jade knew Bingo said not to leave the tree house but the environment was beyond suffocating. Everyone spoke in hushed tones and the name “Nixon” was mentioned in just about every conversation. Tired of the tension, Jade made an little escape plan.  She waited for most of the younger Lost Boys to fall asleep before throwing off her covers, and scrambling over to the window. She still had on the clothes she’d been wearing for the day. Jade carefully swung her leg over the sill, ducking her head out the window and reaching for the nearest branch. She thought her hold was strong enough but when she used her other leg to push off the tree-house, Jade lost her grip and crashed to the ground. It wasn’t too far of a fall but it definitely hurt. She lay silently, waiting to see if anyone inside had noticed before brushing herself off and limping away.

Downtown Battery City wasn’t exactly the type of quiet she needed to relax, so Jade found herself wandering aimlessly among the residential areas. The houses were quaint in her opinion, something she’d always wanted to have but never saw herself living in one. The alleys behind the neighborhood were a bit more disgusting than she’d expected, with garbage strewn about, probably due to stray cats, and the smell of waste followed you down the street. Jade turned the corner and started down another street when she was two shadows at the end. Jade flattened herself against the wall, for fear that it was night patrol. She saw one of the shadows move quickly and blood splatter the walls. Jade gasped before realizing she was in earshot of the person and clapped a hand over her mouth. Whoever hadn’t heard her right? 

Another one of them was down, and he was one person closer to his goal, Anthony mused. All he had to do now was clean up and get the hell out of dodge, and no one would be any wiser as to what had happened to his chosen target. He’d begun assembling the body, rolling it into a body bag - and then he heard a gasp, and he was back to being on full alert. 

Who the fuck had seen him? There wasn’t a single reason for anyone to be gasping in this particular area unless they’d seen him and the corpse. Hell, he wasn’t even sure they’d seen him - it was dark, after all, and the alley wasn’t exactly impressively lit. 

He took out his knife again, holding it at the ready as he pulled up the balaclava again and moved silently toward where he thought he’d heard the noise. And then he saw her - a young girl, younger than twenty, probably - flattened against the wall, hand over her mouth. Anthony sort of wanted to mentally berate himself for always ending up in situations where people discovered him. First Lilith, now this one? He was getting rusty.