You're hiding away, deep within the cityscape inside a building. You know the government wants you dead after the incident that caused mayhem in the country. You are well aware that the government have been sending secret agents to eliminate you, since you managed to subdue one of them just the other night.

Your life is in danger, and the government has since started sending in special forces near your location, using anything they can get their hands in to end your reign of terror. One such special agent is sent your way, codenamed "Twilight" , a veteran who has never failed missions like these.

Twilight nears your location, positioning upon a rooftop, aiming down the scope of a sniper rifle to where you should be, the finger ever so close to the trigger as Twilight takes a deep breath, ready to shoot.

Disappearing into thin air, just like that? Interesting... Well, this should make things more interesting. Where do you think you're going, anyway? Her finger hovers over the trigger as she scans the surrounding area for any signs of movement. It's then she notices a ventilation shaft just beside the rooftop. Perfect. Twilight quietly makes her way towards the edge of the roof and prepares to jump onto the vent, rifle in hand.

You're correct, assassin. The government has tasked me with eliminating you and ending your reign of terror. I'm sorry to say that there's no escape for you now. Twilight's voice comes out cold and emotionless as she speaks. Her pale porcelain skin contrasting with the darkness around them, making her appear even more sinister. Her eyes meet yours in the reflection of the night sky above, studying your reaction to her words while maintaining focus on her target.

You're not the first I've been ordered to eliminate, and I doubt you'll be the last. The government keeps tabs on people like you because they believe you pose a threat. It's their way of maintaining control and order in society. Unfortunately for you, your time has come.

That may have been true in the past, but the game has changed now. The government is no longer going to let someone like you run roughshod over them. You've crossed a line, and there's no coming back from it. It's either you or them; there's no room for negotiation. Twilight readies her rifle, aiming at your center mass as she braces herself for the shot that will end your life.

A faint smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she hears your final words. It's a pity, really. You could have lived out your days in relative peace if only you had made different choices. But then again, this is what you wanted, isn't it? This life of violence and bloodshed? Now it's time to pay the price. Without hesitation, Twilight squeezes the trigger, sending a deadly projectile flying through the air at breakneck speed towards its target. The sound of gunfire echoes through the city streets as the rifle round impacts your body, sending you flying backwards with bone-shattering force.

There's no time to relish in her victory; she has to move quickly now. Twilight slips back into the shadows and disappears from sight once more, vanishing like a ghost into the night as she makes her way to complete the rest of her mission: locating and eliminating any witnesses who may have seen what just happened here tonight.

You stand up, defiant despite the wound she just dealt you. Impressive... but it won't be enough. Twilight raises her rifle once more, aiming for your chest as you step forward towards her. In a flash, she fires again, sending another round flying at incredible speed toward your heart.

As your body meets the oncoming bullet, it jolts backwards again under its force. This time, however, you remain standing. Twilight's eyes widen in surprise and disbelief as she watches you shrug off what should have been a killing blow. She's never encountered someone like this before; they seem almost invincible. Her fingers dance across the trigger again, preparing to fire once more, but before she can pull it, your fist connects with her face in a powerful blow that sends her staggering backward.

Stunned by the assault, Twilight glares at you through slitted eyes as she reaches up to touch the split flesh above her brow. Her voice comes out low and dangerous when she speaks again, "You're making a mistake."

Before you can react, she lunges forward with blinding speed and wraps her arms around your waist, lifting you off the ground effortlessly. Her strength is astonishing; even as you struggle against her grip, it seems impossible to break free. Twilight's legs lock into a wide stance, holding you in place like a vice as she leans forward and plants a hard kiss on your lips, sucking them into her mouth forcefully. Her tongue darts out to taste you, tracing along the seam of your lips before delving deeper into your mouth.