Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Keep Moving

Report #114 2014, July 30th.

Shortly after the package deliverers left, me and Mendella started packing and moving, the location was compromised, had to find a new one. Mendella found a small apartment in some sort of random motel, it was a good feeling to be able to move your muscles again, God knows, I hate spending an entire day flat on my back. Mendella was patrolling outside, keeping an open eye, apparently, not good enough of an eye, since someone did manage to slip by, but to be honest, she was disguised as one of the neighbors, walking around in a robe and shit.

The lock on our room comes off with a bang, the door is kicked open to reveal this woman, dressed in a vest, with an M-16 in her hand, obviously she didn't come to do room service. Since reaching for my gun would have too long, I used my shooting spring knife and shot the blade at her, she ducked avoiding contact, wasn't trying to hit her, was trying to distract her, I immediately rushed her while she was distracted by the knife, taking her down by the throat with my left arm. Sadly for me, my own knife was on the floor nearby, she took it and jammed it into my right shoulder. Then she kicked me, the kick was so strong it sent me stumbling back and crashing my right elbow through the window.

Catching my breath, she was now charging me, trying to nail me with a spin, side kick to the head, she was athletic, too bad I'm a tank, he side of my body took the abuse as I caught her leg, threw her on the floor, giving me enough time to reach my gun on the nearby table. Sadly for me, she was packing as well, and she was already on her feet, aiming at me, we exchanged fire, she was constantly retreating, while I was advancing, up to the point when I back her into a corner, against the door of the bathroom, at that point my gun ran out of bullets, had to reload, didn't have the time to do that, since I had no idea if she had to reload, kicked her through the door, grabbed her by the neck and smashed her head against the wall over the bath tub, had no time to finish her off with my own hands, good thing I always keep a grenade under my sink, lobbed the grenade in the bath tub where she was struggling to get up, ran out, closed the door, was about the get away from the door as far as possible, didn't take into consideration that she could recover quickly, which she did, she opened the door and threw the grenade to me.

Had to leap for it, remember my feet feeling the burn through the boots, had no idea where I was at that point in time, tried to get up, through my blurry vision I see her standing over the hole in the apartment, which was leading into an apartment below mine, I guess she was examining the rubble, here was my chance, charged her, pushed her down with me, made her take the majority of the impact against the ground, piked her up and smacked her against the wall, was going to ask who she was, but she bit my nose, loosened my grip, kicked me in gut with her knee, made me let go of her completely and stumble back. She had her gun ready, already aiming at me, had to run towards the bedroom inside the apartment for cover, she was running and gunning after me, it was apparent that she was an amateur with guns, got through the door inside the room, she was approaching fast, closed the door in her face, she started shooting through the door, didn't care, I retreated through the window in the room, to the fire escape, went up the fire escape, got through a window, which I left open on purpose, hid behind the wall.

Could hear her foot steps coming up the fire escape, once she got her left leg through the window, I closed the window, jamming her leg in and to avoid he trying to shoot me through the window, I put a slug in her leg, she yelled in pain, while she was distracted by the pain, I opened the window, grabbed her by the neck and put her down against the floor, delivering a few punches to her face, just enough to make her go unconscious.

I heard another set of footsteps running up the fire escape, I was ready to shoot, however stopped when I saw that it was Mendella, following our trail of chaos. Don't blame him for taking too long, he had to run from the rooftop, all the way to our apartment, jump down the hole in our apartment and figure out that we went up the fire escape, it was foolish of me not to figure out that there could be an internal attack, my fault, getting sloppy. In any way, he picked her up, we got back to our apartment, he patched me up as much as he could in a time span of 5 minutes, then went off packing our stuff, we had to move, however, I wasn't leaving without some answers, that's why we tied her up to the chair inside, to talk.

"Who hired you?"

"Why am I still alive?"

"Who hired you?"

"Not going to happen."

"Last time, who hired you?" followed by her spitting in my face.

"We can do this all night Kisin, I'm paid not to talk."

"Tell me and I'll take you to a hospital."

"Or maybe, I sit here quietly and bleed to death. We know pain better than most, no? The loss of family, the loss of love, the unquenchable thirst to right the wrong that were done to us."

"You don't know me."

"But I do, perhaps better than you know yourself, we are killers."

"You kill for money, that makes us different."

"Money is a necessary evil, killing is not. I could care less for my employer, I am here because I wanted to be the one to kill you."

"Looks like you failed."

"You think you're doing good, by playing the role of judge, jury and executioner? You killed my father, who was doing a job for Dimir, he needed the money to save our mother from a disease that was eating her up! In result, I lost both of them! You think you're doing good? Every action has an opposite equal reaction, every person you kill, a new one takes their place: stronger, faster, younger. You're not helping anyone, you're only polluting this world with more killers like me!"

"Heard that before." by this point in time Mendella signaled me to get ready, we were leaving.

"Come on, what are you waiting for? Do what you do best! You monster!"


And then we left, could hear the sirens as we were leaving approach closer and closer.

The reason why I didn't kill her, is because I have no basis to do so, she came after me for revenge, I can't kill her for that, revenge is a reaction, a reaction I myself experienced. I know she'll keep coming after me and I'll keep avoiding her, up until the point when she decides to cross the line, only after that, will I kill her.

Report Ended.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Don't trust anyone, ever.

Report #113 2014, July 23rd.

Can't believe I forgot one of those crucial rules, you can't trust anyone, at all, even people you consider to be friends.

Me and Annalee decided to make a deal, I send her over all the files Dimir had and in return she sends me the files on L.E.G.I.O.N. If you never heard about Legion, it's an organization centered around beating IT, however the way they try tho achieve that, is by capturing innocent people and experimenting on them to death, the organization needed to be shut down and I was planning on doing so, Annalee was supposed to send me over the blueprints of their building, their location, information on their workers, etc.

But we couldn't send it over via e-mail or anything like that, great example why, my computer was hacked, it could get hacked again, it could be being hacked right now as we speak, they could get their hands on the information and either prevent it from sending, or something else. Then Annalee told me about The Couriers, The Couriers was an organization centered around delivering various thing to runners if they requested it, then the organization disappeared, or fell apart, or something. And recently, it started rebuilding, so there's that.

So they were supposed to go to Annalee first, get her package and then travel all the way here, to Russia and get my package in exchange for hers.

I heard 3 slight knocks on our door. I was in no position to move at the time, my body is covered in bandages, it hurts to even move, if I were to get up, stitches would rip. So I signaled to Mendella to open the door, while I reached under the bed for my Bolt Action 50. Sniper Rifle, this thing can blow anyone's brains out along with their skull, especially at close distance, the head would just get ripped clean off.

Mendella got his Uzi out and opened the door quickly, pointing the gun at anyone who was standing nearest to the door. Upon seeing a second figure through the door, behind the first one, I aimed my Sniper Rifle at the second figure.

"Who are you!?"

First figure lifted his hands up above his head and replied calmly in Russian:

"Malcolm Pierce, head courier. This is my colleague, Ellen. We've been sent here with a delivery from Miss Annalee for you."

Mendella looked at me, I was looking and Malcolm and then I looked at his colleague through my scope, she was packing, but nothing too serious, I looked at Mendella and nodded my head, showing him that we can let them in.

Mendella put his gun down and welcomed them inside, I was putting away my Sniper Rifle, but not too far and replied in Russian as well (Haven't talked in Russian for a while now, needed practice):

"Sorry, can't afford to be nice, we've become quite popular here in Moscow."

Upon further examination, once they walked in, I was able to see them more clearly. Malcolm was dressed in a fancy suit, he acts calm, clearly a rich boy. His colleague Ellen, on the other hand, looked like the kind of person who would put on anything that was in the closet, not nearly as posh as Malcolm.

Malcolm took out a box and started walking towards me:

"Contained within this is the information Annalee is exchanging for your information. I have no idea what either refers to, but until we have successfully left this building with your delivery to her, you aren't to open the files within. As per the terms of our agreement."

I thought for a second, then looked at Mendella who was guarding the door to a room in our hideout, he looked at me, with a disagreeing look, I should have listened, but I decided to go with my gut feeling on this one, as always:

"That's alright, I trust her."

Mendella was shaking his head disapprovingly.

"Get the hard drive."

Mendella stormed off into the room he was guarding, to get the hard drive. After a few minutes, he walked over and gave me the hard drive. I extended the hard drive towards Malcolm, but not giving it to him yet:

"Hand to hand."

We exchanged items. As we were exchanging, I could see his colleague being cautious of any dirty tricks from our side.

Once the box was in my hands, I looked at Malcolm and told him:


Then I looked at Mendella:

"Show them the door."

He took out his Uzi and pointed it at them, signaling to the door. Malcolm's colleague, Ellen, stepped between him and the gun. They didn't move immediately, stood in one spot for a few minutes, felt longer. Then they finally started walking away, Malcolm on his way out, turned his head slightly towards me and said:

"It's been a pleasure doing business with you. We will make sure your delivery reaches it's intended destination."

Funny about the "Pleasure doing business" part, didn't sound like he meant it at all, no wonder, welcomed with a gun to the face, exited with a gun to the face. However, I'm not here to make friends, I'm here to do my job, at least, that's what I thought I was going to do by traveling to Legion's base and taking them out.

But, no. What was in the box, was a box full of blank pages and a little "apology" note, that said:

"I know this looks bad, but I'm sorry. The information on L.E.G.I.O.N. isn't something I can disclose any longer. Please know when I made the deal I had no idea I was going to be sidelining you like I am right now. Again, apologies. 


An apology doesn't cut it, not only am I not trusting you anymore, nor any word you say, I assume that you did this in order to protect LEGION and if you protect them, you deserve whatever you get. You did say that you were visited by them before sending off the documents, one might assume that you were threatened by them, but there's also an assumption of you working together with them. But you did say that you will explain everything in your recent post, so I'll wait, I doubt I'll believe you though.

And here's a little critique Couriers, check the contents before you accept them.

Mendella was right to be suspicious of her, I should have listened.

Report Ended.

Saturday, July 19, 2014




Thursday, July 10, 2014


Report #112 2014, July 10th.

Still alive, Mendella patched me up as well as he could, few days ago, I regained my consciousness.

I went to Dimir's building like I planned, shot two pipe-bombs filled with tear gas. In a few seconds, first floor was filled with it, while all the guards were pre-occupied crying and throwing up, I strolled through the first floor, avoiding killing anyone, decided to use the stairs rather than the elevator, since I have bad history with elevators. Ran into some guards along the way, avoided killing them, only shot at their feet.

After a while, I got to Dimir's main office, there were no guards near it, obvious trap, had no choice but to walk into it. Suddenly the lights went out in the office, along with automatic window blinds, covering all the windows in the office, it was pitch dark inside, my only source of light was the open door to the office.

I hear footsteps in the darkness, shoot in that direction, hit nothing but walls, then it happens, someone behind me, stabs me in the back with a knife, turn around in order to shoot the person, he pushes my arm down to the ground and I shoot at the ground. I feel a knee kick to the gut, open palm strike to the nose, breaking it, another stab to the stomach. I get thrown at the table inside the office, head hits against the edge of it, I'm on the ground, the knife sticking out of my stomach is stepped on, pushing it further inside.

The attacker walks a few steps away, I didn't know why, didn't care, I get to my knees and take out the knife from my stomach, my blood is all over the floor. I attempt to swing, he is too quick, simply moves away and avoids contact, knees me in the jaw, takes me by the back of my head and slams it against the floor, I try to get to my feet, he grabs me by the back of my hair and puts a knife to my throat, while telling me that he is not impressed with me.

Seizing this opportunity I lulled my head to his forearm, bit a good chunk of his skin (Maybe chunks of meat) off his arm, he pulls the same arm away and goes in for the stab, by some miracle I manage to put my forearm in the way of the knife, the knife pierces my forearm, breaking the bone. I spit his skin and meat (Along with a good bit of my blood) into his face, blinding him for a second. I use my right arm to go for my second gun hidden in my pouch, at the same time using my left arm to punch him in the face, breaking his nose, he stumbles back, the punch hurts, since that the arm where the knife was lunged in.

I shoot at him, he moves, rolls, picks up my gun that I dropped earlier, he stops to aim, his mistake, I shoot, hit his left shoulder, he shoots, hits my left shoulder as well. I fall to the ground, I keep shooting at him, he runs, skull rattled, guts leaking into my lap, bleeding out, whole world blurry, I was seeing three of him, I shoot them all. And then everything goes black, he throws a smoke grenade, filled with black smoke, must have been a smoke bomb DTB02. My mind was drifting, the darkness was disorienting, it didn't help that I was hearing my wife's and daughter's crying voices.

Suddenly, I get an arm around my neck from behind, chocking me, he pulls the knife out of my back, I can feel the wind of the knife going into the air, he was about to stab me, had to improvise, I shoot myself in the chest, near the arm pit, right under the shoulder bone, bullet goes through, hits him in the chest. He falls to the ground, still holding the knife, trying to get up, I shoot his hand that was holding the knife, fingers fly into different directions, knife drops, he is useless.

Told him to call Dimir and tell him that I'm dead in his office, he calls, says exactly what I said, Dimir doesn't believe him, he gives me the phone, I take and listen, Dimir spews some bullshit about me never getting to him. I dropped the phone, shot the assailant in the head, recorded a recording using my old ass voice recorder, uploaded the recording to my blog, all the while downloading all the information from Dimir's computer. Then I fell unconscious for about 5 minutes, when I woke up, I was still looking at the dead body of the assailant, got up, dragged my body all the way down the stairs, could hear sirens, had to get away, had to get home.

I don't remember walking all the way back to my home, I don't remember that bit at all, it was dark for me at the time, a darkness that dissolved when suddenly I heard Dimir's voice again:

"Hello Anton, welcome home."

He was at my family's house, somehow he figured out where I was hiding all this time and he planned an ambush. 4 of his guys get out of the bushes, 2 on left side, 2 on the right side, they start shooting at me, I immediately turn to the right and shoot, I could feel bullets digging into my right shoulder, left shoulder, my side and my stomach. I was able to shoot one of them in the head, left side seemed to run out of bullets and they were busy reloading, the second guy on the right side shot my left ear off, I pushed him back a little, he shot his last bullet through my stomach, just below my rib cage, I put the gun to his head and shoot his brains out.

I turn to the left and see muzzle flash everywhere, they must have reloaded, I also see Dimir hiding behind his truck, I had to reload, I hid behind the tree that was nearby, while I was reloading, one of the guys kept shooting at me, the other one changed position, taking cover behind the same truck Dimir was hiding behind. I finished reloading, get out from behind the tree, shoot one of the guys on the left that was still in the bushes, then I shoot the other one that was hiding behind Dimir's car.

Dimir picked up his body, lifted it over his head like it was nothing and started running at me, I shot Dimir in the gut and that's when the gun clicks, the most annoying sound in the world, he throws the body at me, making me fall down, I drop my gun, he tries to stomp my head in, I move my head just in time, instead he stomps on his dead goons head, I grab his dead goons head and shove it in his crotch, I thought it would slow him down, it only pissed him off more. He grabbed me by the collar, pulling me up and throwing me against his truck, my right arm goes through the window, he approaches me, I grab as much glass as I can, when he gets closer I rub it against his face, I slam his head against the roof of his truck, he stumbles back, I punch him, he stumbles back even more, I punch him again this time sending him to the ground.

It took me three punches to get him down, he does only one punch and it's enough to make me stumble back and turn my back to him, he decks me in the back of my head making me tumble down, he grabs me by the back of my hair, there's a fire hydrant in front of me, he shoves my nose against it, if the open palm strike from the assassin wasn't enough, then this was, to give me a concussion. There was a puddle of water on the ground near the hydrant, must have been from the rain earlier, he shoved my face into it, I hit the ground, while suffocating. While I was drowning, my remaining ear was not consumed by the water, I could hear him yelling at me, telling me, that his daughter died for a reason, she died to give him this city, that he will leave a mark on this city, he told me that my family died for nothing, my entire life was a useless waste, I changed nothing, won nothing, accomplished absolutely nothing, he might have been right, I didn't like him being right, it angers me, it angered me then, it gave me the strength to lift my face out of the water, opposing his strength. I used my free arm, to hit him in the jaw with my elbow, he let go, I turn around and grab his neck, squeeze it so hard that his tongue is sticking out, he gets his face closer to mine, so my grip loosens, before I inevitably let go, I use the opportunity and bite his tongue off. I let him go, he pushes me in the back of his truck's bed, the truck bed was filled tools, iron pipes, etc. He took an Iron Pipe, I went for the tool box, he started to swing the iron pipe, before he could land a hit, I spit his tongue along with some of my blood in his face, he stumbled back, I take the hammer use the back of the hammer, stabbing the hammer into his temple, he falls down, I think he's dead, I drop from his Truck's Bed, crawl over to my gun, reload it and slowly get up to my feet. I hear him still groaning and moaning, remembering the lecture he gave me, about this city being his, it might have been his city, but it's my world, I shot him in the head, he stopped moving, Dimir was and is dead.

Then I lost consciousness, just before I fell to the ground, I saw them, my family, standing on the footsteps of our house and for a split second, I saw IT behind them, I thought I would die. And then I wake up on a comfortable bed and I see myself, nursing me back to health, at first I'm confused, it takes me a few minutes to realize that I'm still alive and it's thanks to Mendella.

Report Ended.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Dimir's Dead.

I found Incognito, he's with me, barely breathing, I have no idea how he still alive with all the wounds in him: Broken Nose, punctured side of the back, punctured stomach, punctured fore arm, gun shot wound in the right shoulder, second gun shot in the right shoulder, gun shot near the stab wound of the stomach, gun shot near the rib cage, gun shot on the back of the left shoulder, third gun shot on the right shoulder, shot off right ear, gun shot just a little below the rib cage in front, pieces of glass on the right side of his face, broken jaw.

I have no idea how he is still breathing, I did everything I could for him, now it's just a matter of time to see if he crawls through. My hunch was correct, all this time he was operating from his old home, where he used to live with his family, I can't imagine how hard it was for him to spend every night in there.

When I got to the house though, I wasn't expecting to see a pile of bodies across the whole street, near the door step was Incognito, unconscious, behind him were four dead bodies of some men that I never seen (Probably proxies) and amongst them was a fifth body, Dimir, with a hammer sticking out of the side of his head and a bullet through his head.

Apparently, when Incognito infiltrated the tower, he didn't expect that Dimir would be infiltrating his base of operations at the same time. Based on Incognito's recording in the previous post, Dimir had left some sort of assassin behind, by the sound of Incognito's voice, he was already badly hurt. So when he managed to crawl back home, he was ambushed by Dimir's men, somehow Incognito managed to take all of them out.

Also, Annalee, don't worry, I have all the documents you wanted from Incognito, he had the hard disk in his pocket, it's a miracle that thing wasn't hit. I scanned through the info on this thing, interesting reading, I'll send it over as soon as Incognito is able to utter a sentence.

Friday, July 4, 2014

Never found Incognito's body, heard what he was doing, traveled to Russia to keep an eye and maybe help, followed him, went through Dimir's tower, lots of dead bodies, had to make it quick, police was close, made it to the top, lots of blood, some guy dead with a bullet in his head, lots of blood near Dimir's computer, a recorder on Dimir's table, found this recording, Incognito wasn't in the office, have a hunch where he might be, can't write too much, currently driving to the point of destination where Incognito might have went.

Thursday, July 3, 2014

Final Notes.

Report #111 2014, July 3rd.

August 1995, the first time I shot a woman.

She drowned her three kids, tried to blame on some sort of random intruder, the jury saw through that lie. But she still had the fortune to be convicted and placed in prison, without a death penalty, or so she thought. To this day I still don't know if it was an accident or not that my first shot missed her head and instead tore though her throat. All I know is that I did stop for a moment in order to watch her squirm and bleed out, but just for a moment, that moment was enough to make me realize, I actually love this. How was I sure that she was lying about the intruder? She was smiling.

I'm few steps away from Dimir's tower, time to end this, by the time he reads this, I will already be working through his tower.

I'm going to use tear gas, I have about 3 pipes of tear gas, this way I will have free time to operate and not kill any of the guards, they might not know who they're working for.

There's not a lot of them, he sent a big majority of his guy to hunt me down, obviously pissed off at the fact that I dug up his daughter. What he neglected to realize is that I've been spending night near his tower, watching, monitoring who left, who came back, etc. I know that he doesn't have too many guards in there, but there's still a good bit of them inside.

No final words, if I die, I die.

Time to end this.

Report Ended.