Chapter 6

I'm sure you'll be delighted to know I finished the code cracking by midnight, went to sleep in the chair because I was so tired, and woke up before everyone else. After blowing an air horn, causing Nyan and Teru to slightly grumble, and Ryan and Yanni to actually fall out of bed, I pulled out my completed translated version of the letter, and said, "The letter we have gives a list of names; I say we take down each one of them."

Nyan and Teru nodded, while Yanni and Ryan were still rubbing their sore heads. Takeshi turned to the two and said, "These people are going to be your first assassination targets, which brings me to one of the more minor parts of becoming members of Sicarius - coming up with a new name for yourselves.

I watched as Ryan and Yanni tried to decide on new names. Both seemed to be uneager to so I said, "By the time you make your first kill, you have to have changed your names, but for now, we need to get moving and meet up with your combat trainer."

Ryan and Yanni seemed to comprehend that their trainer was going to cause more bruises than the fire, Nyan, Teru, and myself had done to them combined. It didn't last long, but hey, I've seen too much violence to let it faze me for too long.

We packed up and began to move out, we didn't need to bring much, except for the more incriminating things. Then I showed Ryan and Yanni to the intermost sanctum of the house, where one of the most important tool of ours is stashed: an airship.

Airships runs on magical minerals and other such objects. I'm the pilot of the group, so I'm the one that spends the most time working on our airship. We named our ship Shion way back when we first found the ship hidden in our main base of operations. It wasn't easy getting to it, but once I fixed her up, I knew the airship would be useful. It isn't the biggest airship in the world, but it is probably the fastest and the most advanced.

Unlike any other airship, Shion's power source is merely the magical energy that is within the air, because of that we don't normally ever have problems with magical objects losing their power and causing us to plummet to our deaths yaddy-yaddy-yada.

I did add some special equipment of my own, but enough on that until later. We walked inside and strapped ourselves in, and I began prepping the engines for take off. The radar came on, and I pressed the switch that opened the hangar doors. Our safe house i way underground, and can at times stretch for around a mile. I makes placing hangar doors much more simple.

I pressed forward on the controls and we were off. As we soared through the sky, I saw something on the radar that made me blink. It was an object too large for any creature that normally inhabited the skies, I sighed, and glanced back at Nyan and Teru. They got the message and began unbuckling themselves.

I turned back and saw a streak go by. Another airship was following us, and from the way it was painted, it was obvious it was part of the group that was the main part of our hitlist. There were 3 others behind the Shion, but 2 explosions from behind told me Nyan and Teru had hit their marks with the turrets equiped on the Shion.

The other 2 formed up into a tight formation, and I began a series of evasive manuvers, and heard Ryan and Yanni gasp and curse as their unaccustomed stomachs probably flipped and flopped from behind, along with their bodies.

I sighed and pressed a button. The other pilots were evading Nyan and Teru's shots, so I decide to hit them with something with splash damage. A touch screen rose up from the ground, and pulling out a stylus from a slot, took a small round object on the screen, and placed it right inbetween the attackers.

I heard a whumph and then a Boom! as one of the bombs hit and caused both fighters to explode. I heard the rustling of bags, and then vomitting from behind, and I decided best to not disturb Ryan and Yanni until they landed.

Teru and Nyan came back and quietly sat up in the front with me. I noted Teru distracting himself by twirling two knives that had been custom made for him on his fingers; something only he could ever attempt, and Nyan drawing in her sketchbook. She's really good at it, and if she had wanted to she probably could have become a professional artist instead of a professional assassin.

After a few hours, Nyan had finished a sketch of a grassy field, Teru had managed not to cut one of his fingers, and Ryan and Yanni had only barfed a few more times. I pressed a button that opened our main headquarter's hangar doors, where we slowly came in for a landing.

We got out, and came face to face with a man in a tuxedo, who slowly pulled off his monocle. He started wearing one after Nyan had said she thought he looked cool with it.

The ever serious Johnson stood and looked at the extra people we had brought, seeming to understand his role in what was to come. He then cracked a smile, began twirling his cane, and said, "Hello everyone."

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