Its the dead of night and she took her perch on a towering building's column. Her skirts billowing out behind her in the faire wind. her pale white hair glistening off the moonlight, her fingers gripped the edge of the stone, her nails digging into the structure. Her feet balanced gracefully on the narrow edge. Her dark green eyes near slits as her gaze fixated on the scene below... with a quick agile motion, she made a quick movement, and jumped off the column, plumeting to the rooftop below at an unknown amount of speed. She landed silently on the shingles and shot across the roof at a swift seemingly inhuman pace. She jumped a large crevace in between buildings and landed silently through the window of her prey's home. She went at a brisk pace and found her victim. With a quick movement she landed on the man's shoulders... grabbing his neck in her palms and twisting quickely to the side... the neck shattering in a matter of moments, she caught the man as he fell and laid him gently to the floor. As swiftly as she arrived...she was gone. She disappeared back into the darkness, manuevering through the shadows of night. She is Zre. She is the grim.
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This is the scene Jason strode into... an open window... the body of his older brother on the floor. Naturally he dialed 911. The police arrived and took his brother in a body bag... the doctor who performed the autopsy says he was murdered. his neck twisted and broken, he was dead but a few moments before Jason arrived. This fact caused him to collapse to the ground in tears. To this day, Jason goes to the grave of his brother...vowing to seek his revenge. But. That was 2 years ago. The murderer never left a trace. A trained as.sas.sin.