Damien Kova
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Doing Things Her Way
🕑 Added 2022-05-06 21:00:05 +0000 UTCYor was a woman that got a job done when it was given to her. From something as extreme as assassination to something as simple as cleaning her home. Whenever she was given a task, she would see it to the end. And it truly did not matter to her what others thought while she was in the middle of her task. It was almost like a switch was flipped inside of her. However, there were a few times that she could be caught with that switch flipped in a different direction entirely. From the times when Yor would be caught with a smile on her face while she was performing an assassination, or when she would have a cold, heartless gaze while she was cleaning. Or even the rare occasions when there was a look of lust in her eyes when she would watch someone’s life fade from their own.
Those moments were rare, but there was no denying that they happened.
And unfortunately for her target who currently feared for her life as she watched Yor through the security cameras of her home, this was one of those moments. It was clear to see in those red eyes that she was looking forward to eliminating her target. Though, the part that made it the most frightening wasn’t the fact that a young, slender woman was darting her way through her home and killing off her guard without even taking a breath, almost like she was dancing her way through them. It was the fact that she could see that look of excitement turning into one of lust, the movements that Yor made as she stabbed her guards’ necks getting more and more precise with each kill. Right up until the point that there Yor seemed to disappear from the cameras and there was a knock on the door.
Her target felt a chill run down her spine, knowing exactly what was going to happen in the coming moments. At first, she wondered if there was a way out of this room without Yor taking her life. Without risking losing her life and letting this young woman get away with what she did. But when there was another knock, all thoughts seemed to evacuate this woman’s mind, leaving her staring at the door that the beautiful assassin was slowly opening by hand.
After what felt like a silent eternity, though it was only a few moments, the target was able to see Yor’s red eyes peering in through the parting that appeared in the doorway. “P-Please! I don’t know how you found me, but you don’t have to do this! You don’t have to-” The woman fell silent when the sound of Yor’s breath entered her ears. She didn’t know just why the sound of someone breathing wracked her in the way this did, but she had no way of getting out of it.
Maybe it was the smile that was forming on Yor’s lips. Maybe it was the look of desire that swirled in her gaze. Or maybe it was the fact that this small frame was able to pry her security door open by hand with seemingly very little trouble. Whatever the reason actually was, Yor’s target knew that this was going to be the end of her. And she knew that she had to make it last if she wanted any chance of not being terrifying and ruining her death in some moronic way.
As soon as the door pried open enough for Yor to make her way in, the target threw her hands into the air. “If you’re going to kill me, can’t I make one request?!”
Yor stopped on a dime in front of her target, the simple fact of a request causing her to wonder if she should give all of her targets one final wish. Unfortunately for her target, that thought was quickly shoved from her mind when the excitement that came from stealing someone’s life from them filled Yor’s mind once again. While keeping herself quiet, she couldn’t stop herself from wrapping one arm around the woman’s waist, bringing her other to the back of the woman’s head, pressing the tip of her nail against the woman’s spine. “No, you can’t. You don’t get to decide how you will die. You do not decide how your final moments will play out…”
As she spoke, Yor began to dance with the woman in her arms. She kept her movements simple, essentially dragging her target around the room while she enjoyed herself. And slowly but surely, she pushed more and more of her weapon into the woman’s neck, stopping only when she felt the resistance of the woman’s spine. “I decide how your final moments will play out. And if it's any consolation, you at least got to feel a woman’s soft lips before you took your last breath.”
Yor’s heart skipped a beat in her chest when she pushed her nail through her target’s spine, severing her brainstem and ending her life right then and there. The sound of her final breath lit the young assassin up in a way that simply couldn’t be described. The feeling of bliss that rushed through her in that moment, prompting her to steal a kiss from her target, was too much for her to handle. Her heart began to race when she felt the woman’s lips twitch against her own, her life fully fading from her by the time the kiss the two had shared ended.
And with her target eliminated, Yor allowed her body to slump to the ground, giving her target one last glance as her cooling cheek rested against her thigh. “Even in death, you’re as beautiful as the rumors say. It’s too bad you aren’t worth keeping alive.” A gentle breath left Yor’s lips as she turned around and made her way out of the security room, slipping back out the building just as quickly as she made her way in.
