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The pounding of hooves echoed down the streets of Port William. Citizens ran out of the way, onto the sidewalks as the three horses carried their riders down the pathways. Gangers and Mafia ducked into the shadows of alleyways, not wishing to be seen by those three who tore down the street.
The trio spurred [...]

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John Walker cocked his head as he heard the noise come from the back room. He got up from his desk and wandered through the storage areas, past the make shift medical bay and to a large door that lead to a room not yet cleared. He’d heard the sounds, hammers banging and [...]

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The pair walked slowly along the dock, letting the kinks work out of their muscles. They stayed in that compartment for three hours before it finally pulled into port in the William. The man who owned it was a legitimate businessman, even if her captain, hired to sail her, was not. The [...]

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Sometimes yer gonna find that the best way we can help ourselves, is by doin’ worse ‘n what some men do. We may have ta take jobs we ain’t gonna like. But we make a promise. Ain’t gonna take no job ‘gainst no honest folk. Any o’ them scumbags out there, [...]

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“This ain’t fair,” the ganger screamed from behind a row of crates. “I carved this little piece of heaven for myself and I’m gonna keep it.”
“Ain’t nothin’ personal,” Walker shouted back as he squeezed off another round from his assault rifle. “We just need a place ta hunker down, an’ Frankie tol’ us [...]

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Bullets flew across the room. Walker and Monty hunkered down behind a row of beaten up slot machines. Not that they weren’t good before this little fire fight, in fact, they were being used quite a bit. Until the bullets started flying. The pair of Ex-Illuminati agents had busted into the [...]

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The limp form of the monstrosity slipped into the sludge quietly. A woman pulled out the serrated blade with ease and moved back into the shadows. The frayed edges where the arm patches were still bore some of the insignia of the organization she called home. The Sisters of the Blade. [...]

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Johnathon Tiberius Walker stepped off the unmarked Blackhawk helicopter, stepping lightly on the cobble stones that made up the streets of the town. Port William. One of two communities on an island chain at the tip of Bermuda. The other, Cinco Muerta. He looked back to the Blackhawk and waited for it to lift off [...]

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“We lost the signal, ma’am,” a communications officer reported quickly.
Christa Rayne, a.k.a. Red Surge, high ranking officer within the RCMP and on loan to Interpol, slammed her fist onto the console in front of her. “Dammit, Johnny! Damn you!”
“Orders, ma’am?”
Christa looked to her tactical officer and glared. If Violet Rose escaped now, it could be [...]

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The computer screens flickered back and forth with information vital to the existance of the Illuminati. And Operative Violet Rose watched everything carefully. Every so often there seemed to be what appeared as a small glitch in the system. Violet Rose smirked slightly as he recognized it right away. He tapped a few keys on [...]

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