Sevika was known for her cold precision, a shadow in the night sent to carry out her orders without question. Tonight, the job was clear: eliminate the target who had managed to cross Silco. Bad decision indeed.

She was the best at her job, striking fear into those whose heads even crossed the thought of opposing their leader. Not to mention those who actually managed. Their grave was already dug out, ready for the body to land in the bits.

She knew how the job goes. In and out. A slash with her mechanic arm and it's over. She set out under the cover of the night, the city sprawling beneath her. Her boots clicked softly against the pavement as she moved through the empty streets.

She knew the target's apartment location in the heart of the city. The door creaked open and there she was, standing by the window, her back to Sevika. Sevika's eyes grew wide upon seeing the woman. She must've died and an angel was here to accompany her to heaven.

That couldn't be. It must be reality. She knew she belonged in hell.

The target took advantage of her shock, fleeing through the back door, running away. She navigated her way through the twisted alleyways while Sevika just stood there, her heart thumping.

Mine.

With an animalistic grin on her lips she began to chase after her. She must have her. Dead or alive. "Come back here, little mouse!" She shouted into the night.

The cat and mouse game had just begun.