Mark listened to Thomas's words wisely. He grabbed his Silverballer pistol and pointed it at Ghost's head. Ghost turned around as he yelped. Mark signalled to Thomas to point his arrow at Lorna's head.

"How likely Thomas, I've been informed by the Enclave we've a traitor in our squadron. It has to be one of you two, since you're both recruits. I've known the others for a very long time and know well enough they're not traitors. So admit your in an act, because either way your bodies will never be seen again. And no one will remember you."

Mark smacked Ghost with the pistol as blood started running from Ghost's nose. He implored either of them to admit it, because as of now they were guilty. Both of them were hesitant in pulling the trigger, and every member of the Squadron knows they have no conscience they're job is to kill what pays the caps. Mark once again pointed the gun at Ghost's head. He waited for an explanation

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"What? Sorry, what happened?" Ghost's voice made it sound like he came out a trance.

As soon as Mack was certain he was back to his senses, he angrily said, "You froze."

Listening to Thomas' feelings of the group, he thought about his words. When Thomas looked Mack straight in the eyes, a chilling feeling crawled up his back. This group is my family. Bullets are my friends. Work is my life. Enclave is my dedication.

Mark said something as a threat to Lorna and Ghost. He motioned something Thomas' way, but Mack was too focused on Ghost staring down the barrel of a gun. Mack found a comfortable spot to place the Vintorez on his shoulder, and waited for the events to unfold before him. When Mark gets suspicious, it rarely ends well.

Training my arrow on Lorna's head I wondered quietly at what Mark was really doing, if neither of them were a traitor then we'd just kill them anyway... And that would be a loss of two good people in our squad, thinking quickly through all the possiblities I quietly said, "Mark? Perhaps we should make a choice, we kill them both right here," I heard a small intake of breath, "...or we just let them stay and give them another chance. Losing two people in our type of squad is a big blow."

Nodding at the others I quietly muttered, "We're all still reeling from the loss of the last two veteran's with our team, to lose another two new people might damage morale. It MIGHT damange morale, not will, it's your choice Mark and I shall stick behind you for as long as you stay on your path." Keeping my eye on Lorna I kept the bow at half-tension, ready to bring it back at any moment should she try anything stupid.

"Hey wait what gives? oh i see this is cause i didnt of the slave right? huh" Lorna sat dow on a piece of rubble

"at the end of the day if you want me dead you'll kill me, but ive no reason to betray you nor any intntion, ive assassinated plenty of people across this [censored] hole ive just been selective of my targets, i'd have killed the slave if you wanted. Couldn't say i'd of enjoyd it but i'd of done it" Lorna stayed perfectly calm, if this is how she was gonna go then this would b how it was she proceeded to check over her rifle and waited

"your call boss"

Mark glanced at Thomas.

"You're right my friend, but our goals aren't to maintain morality. I know the pain from losing our last two members is still there, and it will always be. But if somehow they betray us it won't end well. Colonel Autumnn himself has sent the data and it looks valid. Ghost's more so than Lorna. Ghost and Lorna direct your attention to Thomas. He saved your lives you have a lot of gratitude to owe him. Even now old friend your words are always clear, and your wisdom is overwhelming. If either of you try anything you'll perish from this world. Do you understand? Lets get going I can see Big Town from here."

Mark patted Thomas on the shoulder as he lead the group down the terrain. They were now approaching Big Town.

Lorna listned to the bosses words and got up of the rock

"well now that's settled" lorna said, she started to head to big town with the others, she didnt even know what they were going to do in bigtown

she didnt even know what the hell this "Mission" was from autumnn oh wel she was along for the ride now and there was nothing she could do about it she didnt expect to be accused of being a traitor but she'd never expected to be welcomed hugely either

Mark approached the gate the bridge first and saw a man named Dusty. The tension grew as Dusty directed his Assault Rifle at the group.

"We're going to need to stay here for a night, I need to speak with a man named Pappy. is that alright?"

Dusty laughed.

"You want to stay in Big Town? We barely have room as it is. Just get out before I take you out."

Mark retrieved both pistols and as he pointed them at Dusty, he shot him in the knee as he fell the floor. Mark looked at Mack just incase it bothered him. He knew Mack would have to kill Dusty himself in order to gain the respect from Mark and Thomas.

"Here Mack, you finish him off."

He handed Mack one of the pistols and nodded at Thomas. They were looking for a third in command and the way things were going Mack was getting the spot. This would help him progress if he completed the task.

Slipping the arrow back into the quiver and my bow into a more relaxed position in my hand I started walking with the others. Stand-offs with each other like this wouldn't be too good if it kept happening, Mark was right; if it happened again that would be the last time. Yawning lightly I wondered about whether our mission in Big Town would be big or small, thinking about it quickly I just shrugged and let it out of my mind. If we were going to Big Town and then on from there, so be it.

Shielding my eyes from the sun I looked ahead and noticed that we were getting close to Big Town, I recognised the terrain. Tapping my hand on my leg I wondered at what would be done when we returned to base this time. Letting those thoughts drift out of my head as well I yawned again and resisted the urge to sigh. "Their's a yellow dust pile, that we follow to Town..." I muttered to myself, disecting an old Pre-War song and changing it to my own liking.

Chuckling to myself I rolled my shoulders and continued to keep up with the group.

Mack's heart, surprisingly, started to race when he saw Dusty hit the floor. Amazingly enough, Dusty was the same guard of the bridge when Mack lived in Big Town. The town was only slightly different. It seemed as though there was even less room than back in the old days. Mack always wondered why they didn't expand after the Super Mutant threat was ended...

His mind wandered.

Mack felt something cold and hard in his hand. Looking down, he realized he took a pistol that the boss had offered him. Here Mack, you finish him off. Mack's throat closed. He made sure his mask was covering his face, before he snapped out of strange world. He walked up the fallen man, shaking in pain, covering the hole in his knee.

Mack chuckled, Damn, this harder than I thought. Sorry, Dusty, we were friends once. He pulled the trigger. A clean shot, right between the eyes. His death was quick, and because of it; less painful than life would have been. He turned around, and handed the gun back to his commanding officer.

"You know," Mack started, "I never came from that cave, like the others. My family wandered, and that man - Dusty - let us in because of our condition. He, besides my family members, was my only friend. That's the last time I'll hesitate to shoot a man."

Mark put his pistol away as he saw the inhabitiants fleeing into their houses. It reminded him of a chaos which had many similarites. When he was enhanced as a clone, the others clones started fleeing into their pods when the Hellfire Troopers threatened to kill them. But that was a long time ago and is just an insane image to bring up considering the circumstance.

'In all my years of assassinating people, I've never known why we do what we do. It's basic instinct for me, I was forced to become an assassin. My superiors made it compulsory to turn me into a wreckless killer. Mack has shown me he's fearless, and willing to get the job done. He'll be a great commander one day. I don't have the guts to tell Thomas, and I know it's cowardly but I'll wait until we've completed our mission. I'm leaving the agency for good and going to reside in Megaton where I'll start a new life. I'm credited as the greatest assassin of all time, I don't take it for granted but it's just a job. I'll take care of Pappy myself, as it will life some exposure off of me.'

"We're going to have to kill everyone, everyone grab your rifles and lets keep this as clean as possible."

Mark grabbed his pistols as he was going to excecute Pappy personally. He walked into his shack and pointed his Silverballers at his skull.

"You incompetent fool, changing the broadcast system on an Enclave Robot? You're going to perish."

The silencer on the pistol made it less noisier, but he didn't care. The bullet blunged right in between his eyes as he died instantly. Mark walked outside as he waited for the others to finish there job.

((OOC: Sorry for the lone wolf, trying to be bad ass stuff. Population - Dusty - Pappy - Flash - Red - Timebomb = Bittercup, Shorty, Kimba, and Sticky!))

A man; Blond hair, tan skin. Flash? Came from hiding, just as Mark entered Pappy's shack. He was armed with a .33 pistol, and measly Brahmin Skin coveralls. The over-confident boy lifted his weapon, and fired three rounds into Mack's Kevlar vest-covered chest.

Not happy with the results, the boy dropped his weapon while Mack neared. Flash jumped to Mack, while Mack pulled a large knife from under his Parka. Flash stopped short, just in front of Mack; his mouth was open, and he was struggling for air. Mack pressed the button on his knife's handle, and the blade quickly retracted back. Flash fell on the ground, dead.

Mack counted the people before they ran for cover. "There's seven, possibly more. I've got the clinic." Mack pointed to the appropriate building, "That leaves at least five more people." Mack made sure his voice was hush, so people couldn't possibly hear him.


Rifle out, Mack made his way into the Clinic. There was a boy laying nearly motionless on a cot in the clinic. He went to his side, and aimed the rifle at his head. Die in peace. A sound to the right interrupted Mack, he quickly turned and shot the source of the sound. A girl, dressed in all red lay on the ground. He couldn't see where the entrance wound started.

Getting back to his first business, Mack put a bullet through the coma patient. I didn't see these people outside. There's still five left. Mack ransacked the building, and went back outside to see if anyone was else done with their business.

((Comedian did you get my PM?))

Josh stood there with blood on his face, he was just whipped with a pistol.

He thinks I am the traitor! Bastard, I was with the Enclave for a long time, hell I fought the BoS head on with the Enclave as a Hell Fire Trooper and he has the gull to acuse me of being a traitor! Just because I am new to this Assassin Society or what ever the hell they want to call it, does not mean he can acuse me of this! I did more for the Enclave then any of these guys have! Josh thought to himself.

"Mark, I am not the traitor and I do advise you to stop hitting me" Josh said angrily.

They were in Bigtown now, and already caused to much trouble, If they were nearly as smart as they should be, they would of taken a stealthy aproach! Josh thought.

He unholstered his two Pistols and had them in his hands, he had a Combat Kinfe strapped to his leg in case anyone came to close, they were here for Pappy, but had taken out more then just him.

((Josh maybe edit your post, you read my post you'd know that Autumnn presented that you were a threat not me. Also, try to edit some of your words as they could seem abit offensive to someone reading. Most of them are censored, but what you called me could offend alot of people. As for doing more for the Enclave I was second tier to Autumnn's throne. I was his commander, and leading chief. You may have done more in Power Armor but lets not forget me and my team left a wound in the Brotherhood by killing Lyons. Other than that I'm happy with your posts. Keep it up!))

Mark walked outside and saw bodies scattered amongst the floor. He took a deep breath and thought to himself.

'The killing of innocents isn't the goal but if it needs to be done, it'll be done'

He approached Josh.

"A stealthy approach would mean nothing here, this place is deserted. What logic would it be to use stealth? You've alot to learn Josh and I apologize about accusing you, but you've yet to gain my trust."

Mark awaited for the others to come out, so he could inform them of his plan.

((Alright. He knows that he has not done more for the Enclave then you have lol, he is just saying that out of anger))

"Ahhhh [censored] killing more innocents oh well if thats what the boss wants thats what he'll get"

Lorna jogged upto the door of the common house and entered, a hunting rifle shot missed her chest by about a metre, reacting quicker than she could blink she leant down and pulled her knif out its sheathe hurling it in the direction of the shot, the combat knife span as it flew through the air and struck the assailant in the forehead. a woman dropped to the floor, on her armour was "Kimba"

"*sigh* rest in peace Kimba" another man ran through the doorway and Lorna took him out in two silenced pistol shots

"Tap Tap" she said to her self, retrieving her knife she left the common house

"clear in there boss!"

((Is anyone still here????))

((I'm waiting for others to post.))

((Is anyone still in this? The lack of posts is really discouraging for me.))

((I do not know what to do maybe you should post a something for an opeining))

((I instructed everyone kill the Big Town residents, I'll just skip forward and all of it will be done.))

Mark grinned as he saw the bodies everywhere.

"It's getting late, everyone get some rest. We'll have a busy day tomorrow."

Mark walked into one of the shacks, dropped his briefcase and lay down on the bed as tomorrow they'd be yet another stop closer in completing there mission.

Ghost climbed on top of one of the buildings and slowly drifted to sleep.

Lorna wasnt tired she just stayed on watch all night poping of a couple of shots at passing SM's or molerats tis was deep now and she didnt ven know what their plan was

((ahhhhhhh crazy double post))

Watching all the others do their things around the abandoned town I shook my head and walked over the bridge. Taking my bow off my back I assumed a crouched position and went for a quick hunt. Moving quickly and quietly I came across a group of brahmin, taking a few quick breaths I jumped up and sighted the arrow down the shaft. As soon as the beast's head came up with my aim I released the arrow; it went flying through the air and lodged itself into the head of the beast.

It didn't even make a sound as it hit the hard earth, smiling lightly to myself I waited a few moments in case someone else had any ideas. With no movement around me I jumped down to the beast, pulling the arrow out of it's skull I checked it over and placed it in with the others. Silently hefting the beast up I placed it over my shoulders with a grunt, it was heavy but it was possible to lift. Lugging it back to what remained of Big Town I realised I'd only taken about half an hour.

As I walked over the bridge I nodded at the person who thought themselves hidden and watching the bridge for enemies. Moving in towards a barrel filled with fire I left the corpse there and checked the buildings for Mark. As soon as I came up to him I shook him awake and smiled as he started mumbling things. Chuckling to myself lightly I muttered, "Mark, you shouldn't go to sleep on an empty stomach friend. I've told you that more than once, I'm always happy to go out on a hunt for some fresh meat, come on."

Hitting him on the shoulder lightly I smiled at him and turned around, walking back through the door and outside. Leaning over the brahmin I pulled out my knife and began to gut it, digging a hole and placing all the unwanted organs into the hole. As soon as all the organs were gone from the body I closed the hole over and made sure it wasn't noticeable. Cutting off wanted chunks of the meat I added a few drops of some chemicals I'd been given to irradicate some of the dangerous radiation.

Making some make-shift skewers out of some sticks I had with me I roasted a number of pieces of meat over the barrel. The smell wafted throughout the town and as soon as most of the meat was done I yelled out, "Dinner's up if any of you want it!" Taking one of the skewers myself I brought it to my mouth and let the aroma move into my nostrils. Breathing the heavenly scent of the meat I started eating, waiting and wondering whether others would come and eat something.