Post by Master of Shadows on Apr 24, 2013 18:25:08 GMT -5
Another message, another order, another opportunity to make good on the alliance. However this was not a clean mission, it was off the books, an assassination. Zed's favorite. He had barely been able to contain himself when he was ordered to kill. Zed had hastily departed for Noxus, intent on beginning.
The details were of a strange interest though, this was a job for Elise rather than Swain. He was too meet a spiderling that would show him to the destination of Elise's escapees. It seems Elise had made a very human error and now Zed was to clean up after her. He did not completely mind this, it meant he could kill.
His blades had gone long without being sated, they hungered for soft flesh and blood. A deep darkness rested inside him, it wanted death, it wanted the kill. Recently the feelings of the shadows had grown, they had become part of him, he wanted, it wanted, They wanted. Sometimes it drove him mad, gnawing at his mind, forcing him to become uneasy. But it could be sated, if only temporarily, and it was time to do just that.
Zed remained in the shadows, moving about as if he was nothing but air. Through alleys, streets and rooftops he flew, fast and agile. His footsteps seemed to make no sound, silent and deadly. He now reached the instructed meeting place, glancing around for the spiderling.
He had work to do.
The details were of a strange interest though, this was a job for Elise rather than Swain. He was too meet a spiderling that would show him to the destination of Elise's escapees. It seems Elise had made a very human error and now Zed was to clean up after her. He did not completely mind this, it meant he could kill.
His blades had gone long without being sated, they hungered for soft flesh and blood. A deep darkness rested inside him, it wanted death, it wanted the kill. Recently the feelings of the shadows had grown, they had become part of him, he wanted, it wanted, They wanted. Sometimes it drove him mad, gnawing at his mind, forcing him to become uneasy. But it could be sated, if only temporarily, and it was time to do just that.
Zed remained in the shadows, moving about as if he was nothing but air. Through alleys, streets and rooftops he flew, fast and agile. His footsteps seemed to make no sound, silent and deadly. He now reached the instructed meeting place, glancing around for the spiderling.
He had work to do.
