Thread: Hunting for Purpose- Lavi Bookman

It was a cool, wet morning. The thick clouds rolled overhead, streaked with lightning and thunder as the poured torrents of rain down on anyone stupid enough, or unfortunate enough to be caught out in the open. One such young man, was working in the rain, not that he cared, it was better than working in the snow. He hated the snow, it was so blisteringly white, and freezing cold. His name was Falin , at least, that was what he had always been called. He had no real name, and he had no real family. He had been a test tube baby, genetically engineered to be stronger, faster... and other unique abilities. and from the moment his eyes where open, Falin was taught, trained, and conditioned... he had been taught how to kill with ruthless efficiency, he had learned how to not need others, not need attention, not need affection, not need anything anyone could ever offer him. He was the best, and the youngest to ever 'graduate' from the Hunters 'Academy.' at Fifteen, he had killed his main teacher, and had escaped The Hunters Compound, and from then on, he had been a solo killer, a hired murderer... an assassin who held no morals, and no qualms. But even he had his rules, as unbelievable as it may have seamed, Falin would take no child. He refused to kill, or harm children, and pregnant women he wouldn't touch in any way. He just wouldn't... no, couldn't do it. Despite that, he was the best at what he did, the cops, and other law abiding citizens only knew him as 'Arrow' because he always used his bow and Arrows to kill his targets. And he had some fancy arrows. He had some that exploded, some that where tipped in various poisons, some that would catch fire, some that had an electrical charge... hell he even had some that had a WiFi connection, which he often used to steal money when someone refused to pay him. There where only three things that got Falin annoyed at you, and that often led to your death. Refusing to pay him for a job well done, always ended up with a person in the hospital, and your bank accounts drained. Trying to steal from him ended in death... but Lying to him, well, that was a fate worse than death. Hours of torture, and he left you alive afterwords, mangled beyond repair, to suffer for the rest of their lives... yes, 'Arrow' was a man to be feared, very feared... and he was on the hunt. Killing was what Falin loved the most, but he was getting so very bored with the usual targets. So boring, some of them put up a fight, but most of them died quickly, there was no challenge in his life anymore, and so, he sat in the rain, playing with a razor sharp Arrowhead as he watched his Target, some idiot who had done something good for another person. The last Assassin had failed, and Falin's new 'boss' had killed the idiot. By then, the 'good Samaritan' had gone into hiding, and Falin had been called in for his unique skills in finding anyone, no matter where they hid. And find the little bastard Falin had done, and he was now trying to decide what method of killing him would amuse him the most... he decided crashing the party' would be the most amusing... he might as well give the poor bastard a sad, pathetic attempt at saving his skin. That decided, he stood up, and launched himself into the air, crashing into the window and skidding across the floor, his large Golden eyes flicking from his target, to the other person in the room... might as well kill him too, it would make him feel better. He struck at his target, the man yelping and staggering backwards, barley avoiding the fist that had been aimed for his nose, squalling in utter terror as Falin loaded his Bow, and had an Arrow aimed for his head, faster than a person could blink. just die already. Falin ordered, his tone, ever so bored, ignoring the 'non target' who was in his peripheral vision, he spun, aiming the Arrow at the other man instead, releasing the razor sharp arrow as soon as he sensed the shift in the others body, shocked when he realized that... he'd missed!