The Unforgiven

I run my fingers through my bleach blonde wig as I watch the band in front of me play in front of 1000 fans so easily. They don’t seem to have a care in the world. They’re here to make music and make their fans happy. They have no idea what’s truly going on in their own. But maybe, they aren’t as innocent as they seem. Especially the lead guitarist’s girlfriend. She’s sitting backstage looking around with hyper aware focus. She knows what’s going on here. She can sense what’s about to happen.

“You better not be going soft on us Natalia.” A Russian voice comes from behind me. I turn around and see Ivan standing behind me, arms crossed across his chest. “Our people are waiting on your order.”

“I know.” I give him a glance before returning my attention to the band in front of me. “And don’t worry about me going soft. I lost my humanity centuries ago. This is just a job; a way to tie up loose ends.”

“Then make the order.” He says before walking over to me. He’s so close that his chest is flush up against my back. “We need your order, malen'kiy vampir. Just tell us what to do.” He whispers against my ear

”Storm the stage. Take Avenged Sevenfold hostage as well as the lead guitarist’s girlfriend. Kill the concert goers; no survivors.” I tell my crew telepathically. I can feel Ivan’s smirk against my ear as the concert venue is soon filled with the sounds of dying concert goers.

“Well done, Natalia, well done.”

If I had blood inside of me, it’s definitely gone cold....

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