Message #28209

[CrazyHobo]

"Grah...I need to spill some blood..." - sayed with a russian accent a young man.
Wearing his black trench coat, the man aproahces a group of Fairview Guards, who are armed with batons.

One of the guards says "Vlad, you look pissed off. Something wrong?"
"Yes...your alive, that's what"

Then Vlad pulls out his massive dark blade, which is called the Dusk Razor.
Slicing off the guard's head, the others look in awe, as Vlad has just near instantly killed their comrade.
Pulling out their batons and riot shields, the 4 remaining guards charge Vlad, only for him to jump behind them and stab one in the head, the other slicing in the stomach.
The two remaining guards attempt to run away, after Vlad yells out a wild wolf howl.
Vlad cathces up and ends the life of one of the fools.
The last guard is killed by a bullet from a sniper rifle.

A man, with a skull balaclava on his face with a VSS in hands aproaches Vlad.
"You could have left me more..." - sayed the man with the rifle.
"Sorry...but it's just not how I work" - sayed the russian with a slightly sadistic and cold voice.
"We should head back to base"
"Whatever"