User blog:Thebioniclelegend/Hired Hand

CLANG! CLANG!

Footsteps echoed around a factory on Xia. A lone figure strode down the hallway. His body was in a bright red and orangish color, his mask was an intimidating Mask of Scavenging, and he carried a Cordak Blaster. He kept looking left and right, as if watching. He suddenly made a left turn. Two Vortixx walked by, babbling among themselves. He reached out and, before they could make a noise, hit a single spot on their left arms. Both of them slumped to the floor.The figure continued.

"I want them sent now!" a Vortixx cried. "With that bandit hanging around, we can't afford to lose these Energy Extraction Rifles! They're for the Brotherhood!" He turned around and strode into his office. He moved in....

Closer...Closer... Through his scope, the figure watched. His long, straight rifle was aimed at the Vortixx. Almost there....Now!

BANG! the rifle went off, sending a slug out and into the Vortixx torso, just beneath his Aorta.

"Need to work on my aim." the red figure said, his Mask activated. He grabbed the Vortixx identification, taking off.

Target One: The Turaga of Southern Island Zempad
Job Information

Client: Makuta Krika

Target: Turaga Meltz, of Zempad

Status: Dead or Alive, preferably alive.

Weapons needed: Electrified dagger, Air Katana, Rhotuka Launching Shield, Zamor Launcher, black Zamor.

Rondem did not know why a Makuta would want a Turaga of a pitiful southern Island, but he was paying good money. Well, not money, more like a new Brotherhood weapon. The Turaga was here already, and the Zamor Launcher and sphere were already out. He aimed carefully, firing dead at the Turaga. The Zamor passed through, tagging him. Rondem could follow him anywhere now. There were Toa, of course, but Krika offered currency for every Toa that got in Rondem's way too, so he'd take care of them. He pulled out his Shield. He had taken it from a Toa who... no longer needed it. Two Toa, two Rhotuka, two seconds before they'd raise an alarm. He had that easy. He charged his first Rhotuka. He called forth a Kanohi Sanok, not that he needed it. Call it...reassurance. He fired. His spinner, with the power to overwhelm and kill a Tahtorak with a hit, flew toward the Toa. It hit...

Two down, Rondem thought. He clicked in his razor-sharp air katana. They were copies of Toa Tools he had seen, just like many other weapons Rondem used. He glided down, landed in front of the Turaga. He fired his spinner. As he expected, a Matoran leapt in front of it, taking the blow. Fool. He was already dead. He pulled out his dagger and threw it at the Turaga. It hit his arm.

"You missed, assassin." the Turaga said.

"Not exactly." Rondem countered as the electrical pulse fused his mechanical parts and burned his organics. He wasn't dead, not yet, anyway....but Destral and Krika might actually be worse.

Back at Destral, Rondem was getting paid. "First, 1,000 for two Toa dead. And now...." Krika pulled out a small weapon. It looked like a rifle and a base in one, but not powerful enough to do anything. "It's called a Hagah. I know you think it doesn't look good, but..." he planted it in the ground and pulled a trigger. A small bolt, no larger than the space between Rondem's eyes, shot out. It hit the wall...or at least, up until about two seconds ago, there was a wall. Now it was a few bricks on the ground. Half of the other walls had been blown away as well.

"I'll take it." Rondem said.