: The Turtle was doing his job. Getting the mob numbers down.Also their files and secrets. While doing a map of the city, aiming for any sort of prison,and where the law life. Peeling the defense hard drives, giggling like a school girl, while arranging a meeting. About official matters.:
:Dock workers found the scene of carnage.:
Dock worker one: Hot damn. These guys, are dead. I think that their mobsters.With the guns. :Looks over,seeing Rupert Sparrow.: "Holy shit! A Mafia don boss, dead. It looks like someone shot him in the stomach. But I never seen a bullet hole like that, loks like someone PUNCHED a hole into his body!
Dock worker two: I am going to phone this shit in. :Dialing 911.:
:Elsewhere Black Arrow ninja sneaks into a motel, has his attire on,thinking of how to be "normal" since he cannot be seen like this, it will be serious security breach in the plan. Sleep, then get out and get new clothes and such before the big meeting. But must hide his face. For now anyway.:
Dream of a childhood memory.
- He was just a child, eight years old out on a battle in Metavira, small island off the coast of South America. How he learn to dodge and use cover. In the memory he was blonde,blue eye and getting a tan. He was currently under cover, then the gun fire stops.Clicks and such heard.-
"Losers pick Uzis!" -He comes out, firing off two arrows extremely fast, throat hit. The other got hit right between the eyes. Running in zig zag style to dodge gun fire, as he slides and drew out his own hand gun, firing back as he moves. Bullet number one got attacker in the right eye. His partner got his gun hand shot, dropping his weapon. He then was ambushed by a large enemy, armed with a Machete. He walks backwards to dodge the swipe, and he then takes out a arrow and stabs his left knee with the arrow, the man in turn cries in pain and falls over,grabbing his injury.-
"Relax, I'll make it quick." - Took out his knife and stabs him in the neck. He then looks into his back pack.For the mission. It was to capture the government meat heads who exploited this country, and their people. He soon took out C4charges and places them around the perimeter of the main "palace" these scum have as home.-
- Soon hits the button,blasting the walls down and steps away.While the rebels were to rush in. He steps away for a moment. seeing he has three arrows left, his knife, a gun, and his close quarter combat training. He in turn goes inside, getting out his hand gun, with a laser pointer scope as he goes back in,seeing some "royality" attempting to leave,three runners, two men and a woman. Caps them all. While the rest of the rebels were doing their business. He sighes and sits down at the nearby pool. Soon a tall man in armor spoke up.- "You are truly a weapon. Not a true human, but a device of mayhem, and death. You and your arrows. Against modern arms. I do believe it is time to give you a nick name. You shall be.. Black Arrow!" -He as a child simply smiles.
:Then though he remembers the other stuff, his youth. In a cage of stone and bullets, the pills and treatments with his blood.Remembers how he punched the stone walls apart.:
Present day:
:One could note without his gloves on, his hands had tattooes, of Dark Arrow shapes.:
