[Jacob]

*Setting: The corridors of the apartment were long and maze-like. The walls were a pale white, not their normal colour, but it was due to the moonlight shining through from the numerous skylights above. Wooden doors lined the sides of the hallways, along with old paintings of former owners and/or relatives. Some exaggerated to the point of fantasy. The weapons dealer Mudokon was becoming increasingly fraught, even though he had one of the best bodyguards money can buy, he was still at risk. Mainly due to the dark shadowy areas of the hallways. Although he knew he was no safer in the banquet area, something or someone had shot his glass...possibly missing his head. He didn't want to take any chances and, thus, thought it be best if he got out while he still could.*

***

Quade: "He's left."

Quade had seen the entire thing and was now worrying that he would lose his mark and fail the mission. Jay, whom was dressed as a Waiter, was bimbling around the area were all of this had taken place. Looking for any tell tale signs that may give any clues to what had just happened.

Rel: "Nope, i got nothing. No Psychics nor Teleks..."

Teleks was slang for Telekinetics. Rel broadcasted this over the comms that all of the Assassins had equipped. Kal had stopped his distraction fight with the lowly Slig Valet and was now walking to the buffet, wanting to quench his first with some Ice cold Orange. Sweat was seeping down his brow, the crowd had gathered around so much that their body heat had made a sort sauna and him and the Slig were becoming hotter and hotter. Fortunatly for Kal the Slig wasn't much of a fighter and he didn't have to do much to restrain/beat it.

Quade: "Good work, try and get on the phone. Get the transport waiting, we'll need to make a quick getaway..."

He told Kal this in person, the Mudokon was stood next to him, pouring out a glass of juice for himself.

Kal: "Where the Hell are you going...?"

The Saurian never responded, but quickly slipped through the wooden doorway and away from the party.

***

Biros: "Shola? Shola icll!?"

The Mudokon waved his arms around franticly, asking his protector;

'Where? Where now!?'

His bodyguard merely shrugged. Unable to remember which way they came from. They were now at a junction. They could either go left or right. Or back again, which was an unlikely choice. The Mudokon scratched his pale blue forehead, looking to one direction and then the other. Sighing he decided to go right, remembering one of the small paintings on the wall. But as he walked past the oil painting, he noticed something he hadn't noticed before. A small, white envelope. Addressed to 'Hoolio Elan'...himself. It was wedged underneathe the bottom of it, sticking out just enough to be spotted. Carefully he grasped hold of the bottom, tugging it out and looking at the red writing that spelt his name.

Hoolio: *Translated* "You, here, you open it."

The over-grown Whale snarled at its short employer before snatching the envelope out of his hand. It was getting tired of being bossed around, but it would...hopefully...be over soon. Using his middle claw the Refelx slashed the top, making a clean and precise opening. He then peered inside.
*Zzzzzbakowsh*
A blinding flash was emitted from the inards of the package. Disorientating and immediatly blinding the large animal. It snarled and barked, backing up as it did so. Its paw over its eyes. The Mudokon staggered backwards, horrified by what had happened, of what could've happened to him. As he watched this lummox of a bodyguard stagger backwards, he noticed a black figure drop behind it. Squinting in the darkness he tried to make out what it was, but gave up when he realised it was too dark. But whatever creature it was, it was crouched behind his bodyguard. The Refelx' legs slowly hit this living boulder, forcing it to stagger more and then finally fall on its back. Calling out in its native tongue for help. As soon as it was on its back, both paws clutching its eyes, the sleek being stood up, stepped over to the side and pushed its foot down on the creatures paw covered face. As it did so the talons of the injured being dug into its own flesh, thus, injecting the neuro-toxin into itself and paralysing its own pressence. The animal jerked softly, gurgling gently before silence.

Biros: "Who...Who are you!? What do you want?!"

***

Kal: "Hey, could i use your phone, please?"

The, now cooler, Mudokon stepped upto one of the hosts of the party and politely asked this question. The host was a Glukkon, he stood tall and bold. His dark skin contrasting with his orange eyes.

Glukkon: "Errr...why?"

Scratching his nose Kal replied.

Kal: "I...I need to inform somebody of a certain change in plans..."

The Glukkon rose a brow. Muttering to itself.

Glukkon: "It'll cost ya..."

***

Rel: "Hey, whats going on?"

Jay looked up from checking the wall that the Biros was situated near. Many of the guests were merrily tipsy by now and just didn't care what the Waiters did.

Jay: "Trying to see if there's any sign of bullets...upto now, nothing."

Pulling out a chair the other Mud sat down, resting his elbows on the surface of the table.

Rel: "Hmmm...He could have just held it too tight..."

The Waiter-guised Assassin looked up at his partner.

Jay: "Somehow i doubt he'd be so suprised if that was the case..."

As they spoke a transmission came in from Quade...something that sounded a little off.

***

*Setting: The Saurian, Quade, was pinned against one of the corridor walls, a Silver blade to his throat. Hearing the calls from the injured Refelx he had ran towards the sounds, only to be confronted by two Ninja-esque beings. They were both stood next to the Biros and in a, vain, attempt to win back his mark. Quade had proceeded towards them both. Only to be lunged at by one of the creatures and restrained.*

Quade: "Who are you? What do you want with Hoolio?"

He wisely phrased his questions so that his cohorts would know something was wrong and, hopefully, come to help him. His questions were left unanswered, however. A mere snarl was emitted from his restrainer and that was only when it turned its head to its partner.

Quade: "Well? Are you going to answer...or not?"

The knife got pushed closer to his throat, the blade teasing his skin.

Hoolio: "Look, i dont know who you are...or...or what you want, but please...plea-oooff(!)"

A sharp jab in the gut halted the evolved creature from saying anything more.

Being #1: "Iiiiial...Iiiiial."

The Mudokon looked up from his bent over position, his yellow eyes puzzled.

Being #1: "IIIIIAL!!"

It grasped him by the throat and straightened him up, pushing his head to the wall and snarling.

Hoolio: "Look...I-I dont...dont have a clu..."

Once more the sentence was cut short, but this time by the tightening grip of the foreigner.

Quade: "Let me explain something...but dont kill me, ok?"

The Saurian spoke softly, trying to get his point across. The being stared constantly into Quades eyes, the lenses retracting and spiraling every so often as it did so.

Quade: "I only want him for his knowledge...you...you and your friend can have him when we are done...ok?"

He tried to force a smile. The being cocked its head to one side, slowly lessening the pressure. It turned its head to the back of its partner, who was still interrogating Hoolio in its own way.

Being #2: "Lanio viél catonz. Oliá gia ninoa vaan ico."

Being #1: "Sootoaz."

The reply was growled in a rough, unamused tone of voice and said without turning around. The 2nd creature then turned its attentions back to Quade and tensed its arm.

Being #2: "Aaaaahggrrrrraaaasssssssss!!"

Before the creature could do the murderous deed Quade had kneed it in the stomach, then, as it clasped its gut, kneed it in the face. Hearing a crack as one of the lenses broke. It flopped on the ground, unconcious. The first one turned its head to the side, noticing its comrades prisoner had escaped through the corner of the lense. Then with one swift punch to the side of the skull it floored Hoolio. Watching as he fell to the ground with a 'thump'.

Quade: "You've pissed me off, you know that?"

The being turned to face Quade, stepping forwards it rolled back its shoulders, as if preparing for what was to come. It then reached behind its back, bringing out a Silver knife, much like the one the Saurian had been restrained with. It then began to advance, seemingly fearing nothing. The Assassin looked downwards, trying to spot the knife that was used on him and hopefully use that as some means of defence, after a quick scan of the floor he noticed something gleaming in the moonlight and quickly flicked it in the air with a sharp foot movement, catching it as it ascended through the air. After which he got into an attack stance...and was ready to fight.

Quade: "Wanna try your luck?"

He moved forwards, his hand tightly gripping the weapon. But unknown to him his previous victory had regained conciousness and was now standing behind him...

***

Jay: "Kal, make sure that the transport is ready. Me and Rel are going to find Quade..."

He spoke through the hidden microphone, passing through the corridors as he did so. He was followed by Rel, whom now had a gun. He had retrieved this from the dead bodyguards body and wondered why nobody had noticed it before.

Rel: "Quade, hey, we're coming to ya..."

***

*Setting: Quade was now in a full on fight with the two intruders. One behind him and one infront he was forced to turn to one, attack, turn to the other, attack and so on and so forth. The 2nd attacker was snarling and barking at him, pissed off from being floored. The 1st one lunged its foot forwards, hoping to take Quade out with a swift kick to the stomach, it failed. Quade grasped hold of its foot and shoved it backwards. Watching it as it fell onto its hands and then flipped back onto its feet. He then began to attack the 2nd, there was a flurry of punches, kicks and blocks. Quade hoping to dig the knife into his opponants skin, but constantly missing. As he lunged for a 4th time the creature side stepped out of the way, grabbed his attacking hand with its right and then kicked him in the face repeatedly with its left foot. Obviously it was trained in martial arts. After the 6th kick it let Quade go, allowing him to stagger back into its comrade whom grasped hold of his body and threw him into the left-handside wall. Watching as he crumpled to the floor.
Finally the other two Assassins found Quade, they shouted to the attackers, attempting to ward them off. The 1st one snarled, exchanged some dialect to its partner and then ran and lugged Hoolio over its shoulder in a Firemans lift position. It then nodded to its friend and leapt in the air, shattering through a skylight which was a good 14 metres up. The 2nd one then turned, snarling, the Assassins were less than prepared for what would happen. The sleek black being leapt to the left wall, clingling onto it like Spiderman, crouching, it then leaped to the right side of the wall, getting higher as it did so. It repeated this twice more, before leaping, twisting in mid air and landing behind them both. Rel turned, pointing his new found gun at the being who happily knocked it out of his hand and served a hefty mid-kick to his stomach, pushing him back to the point of collapse. After doing this it then span around anti-clockwise to deliver a harsh round the house kick to Jay's face, the momentum so powerful that it sent the Assassin spinning and then finally collapsing. When all this was done the creature mounted the walls with ease, skittering up them like a Cockroach on tiles, changed surfaces to the ceiling and then escaped through the skylight its comrade had previously smashed. The fight had been lost...as had the mark.*

(OOC: Thx for the comments Silversnow, Kai, Al, SFO much appreciated.)