One Final Kill

Vladimir Carson, also known as Jigsaw, is one of the most infamous and deadly man on the entire plant. At a early age of 18 he is hired by a mob boss to become one things anyone fears: A assassin. The world will trembled in fear of the name: Jigsaw. All is going well until he meets someone he thought was dead.


8. Rememberance And Betrayal (Final)

Vladimir was only 12 when he lost his parents and brother, Victor, in a robbery turned homicide. The two brothers were inseparable until that fateful day Vladimir lost everything. One night while everyone in the family was asleep, two masked intruders smashed through the window. Vladimir was able to hide once the men started to look for any witnesses. He heard his mother scream as she was dragged from her and his father's bed into the living room.

"Search the house, Clark" grunted one of the masked men

The man named Clark nodded and began to enter the bedroom of Victor. Silence was interrupted by a single gunshot and the man exited the room and went back to the living room, "There was a kid in the bed, he won't be waking up any time soon though". As soon as Vlad's father heard that, he snapped and lunged at his son's killer. He gripped the man's throat and began to choke him. The other man rushed over and pulled him off of his colleague and began to kick in the man's chest until he began to cough up blood and lay still, but for good measure, shot the man through the head. He grunted, "Kill the bitch, then we leave, it's getting lighter and we don't need cops here". Clark aimed the gun at Vlad's mother head and pulled the trigger. Vladimir's heart sank as he realized that he became an orphan and an only child in just 3 gunshots. The cops soon came and took away the bodies of his parents and brother.


His brother, Victor was very much alive and pointed his pistol at his former best friend and brother. Vladimir looked shocked to see his brother alive.

"You're supposed to be dead" muttered Vladimir

"Sorry, to disappointed you, brother" smiled Victor, who strode over to his brother, he appeared to be limping and had a black skull cane in his other hand, "I survived the bullet unlike our parents, I was shot in the back, which caused one of my legs to not function properly and was forced to go through surgery to fix the damage."

"What happened to your eyes" Vladimir pointed at his brother eyes, which were just white, no pupils to be seen

"Ah, I lost some of my vision due to the operation, but I can still see somewhat" said Victor

"Now, enough chit-chat, what are you doing to the my boss" asked Vladimir

"Your "boss" is the same man who murder our parents and had his goon shot me in the back" growled Victor

Recognition on Vladimir face appeared as he let what Victor said sink in, he looked at Bull, "You did...."

Bull sighed, "If I had known, it was your parents I would've-"


Victor smiled, and said, "I think you should do it, kill this bastard who murder our parents, avenge their deaths", and handed Vlad the gun. Vladimir didn't take it though, and Bull smiled, "He failed his test, Victor", Victor smiled back, "Yes, yes he did", aimed the gun at his brother chest and fired. Vladimir fell to the ground and groaned in pain as the bullet wound in his chest began to slowly kill him. Victor leaned over him and smiled again, "You see, brother, I was Bull's true assassin, you were just a pawn in our little game, if you had killed him, he would have had you both killed by his goons", Victor nodded to the other men. Bull got out of his chair and walked over to Vladimir, who was slowly dying.

"You should have killed me when you had the chance, now it's Victor's turn" Bull chuckled, and pulled the skull gas mask off of him and handed it to Victor, who looked at it lonesomely, then threw it out the window. He strode over to his dying brother and leaned close to him and whispered, "Your time is up, Vlad, time to see the Devil"

"I....I've already seen him....and he" Vladimir took one final breath and was gone.

Victor smiled, it was now his turn to become the assassin, but before he could do that, he turned to Bull and shot him in the chest. Bull looked at the wound in his chest, eyes wide, and mouthed one word before he fell to the ground, "Why?". Victor smiled and said, "I'm in charge of God's Forgotten now, Damien". He limped over to Bull's chair and sat down watching the sunrise slowly covering the city. His city. 

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