Sin City (open)

Blaze looked out the window of the Bently Continental GT that drove through Las egas. Blaze shuddered and siad, "Je ne vois pas que l'Amérique voit dans cette ville de désert ils appellent « La Vegas » (I don't see what America sees in this desert city they call "Las Vegas")." He parked his car in front of a casino and the valet helped him out of Blaze's beloved car. Blaze walked into the lobby of the casino called "Lexar Palace". He noticed two doors that were painted gold. He walked up to the receptionist and put and ID on the counter. She looked up at him and siad, "Ahh, Mr. Ives, your room is 5K and the conference is in room 2B..an employee shall escort you." A man walked out of the office behind her and lead Blaze to the elevator. The doors shut as it began to elevate to the second floor. Blaze pulled out his syringe and stuck it in the man's neck. The poison ran through his neck, killing him. THe man fell to the ground with a thump and Blaze stopped the elevator. Blaze took the man's keycard and pulled out a small reote-controlled mine. Blaze continued the elevator's ascent and the doors slid open. He walked out of the elevator and walked down the hall. It had two security guards well...guarding it. Blaze walked up to them and siad, "Hello, i'm Blaze Ives and I have an appointment." The man siad, "ahh, welcome to Lexar Palace's V.I.P wing." The men opened the door to reveal a huge, four-story, Japanese-style room. Blaze looked at the rain pound against the skylight on the top of the room. A woman came up behind him and siad, "Hello, I have been employed by Mr. Kalamito to direct you to the conference room." He nodded and followed the woman in a thin tube dress. She stopped in front of the door and opened it. Blaze noticed six others who looked like fellow assasins. They were chatting in foregn languages like Spanish and French and such. Blaze noticed the huge chair at the end of the table. Behind it was a window wthat had a beautiful view of Las Vegas. He looked at the end of the table where a familar looking woman sat. She began tospeak and siad, "Mr. Kalamito cannot attend today so i shall breif you.

Krveprolití saw the frenchman walk into the "Luxar Palace". Krveprolití could almost remember the man from a previous encounter, but couldn't come up with the name. Even so, Krveprolití still needed to get to the same place. In the Lexar Palace sat Krveprolití's next victim. The target was to attend a confrence in room 2B, which was where Krveprolití would make his strike. After the man's confirmed death, Krveprolití would have to make his way to Las Vegas international airport, terminal X, where a private jet would be waiting to take him back to the Czech republic. He had to do all of this without being killed, and he would be paid handsomely. Krveprolití went over the entire plan once more, and followed the frenchman into the hotel.

Jacobs new target was inside the Luxar he was eager to get this over with and get something to eat. His partner William Hans also was eager too. William said to Jacobs,"Ich kann nicht warten, um darüber darüber hinwegzukommen, ich muss etwas veranlassen zu essen."
Jacobs replied," Ich denke, dass sie Essen innen haben, um zu essen. Irgendwie sollte das nicht das lange nehmen."
((Ones hungry the other is saying there probably is food inside.))
He got out and headed to the door, he noticed some guards near a door and said," I bet our target is inside."
"I agree," replied William.
They both sat down on one of the coaches there. This would be an easy camp out.

A Russian man suddenly shot up and blurted, "Где - он?" Two people accompanying the Russian began to ask, "Он обманывал нас?" A portugese assasin yelled to the woman, "Disse que teria tudo que nós necessitamos. ..do que você tem-no? " The woman yelled, "SILENCE!" The room quieted and everyone sat down. She siad, "The only thing you need is guns...your mission is to kill three targets and retrive someting from the Las Vegas Bank." An American asked, "Three...that is too easy." The woman stated, "One is an Algerian Prince, another is an corrupt advisor to the British Prime Minister and the third is the Bank's owner and former Nazi." She then said, "Then you must get a breifcase from he bank." They all got up and left the room. A French assasin then siad to the group of ten, "They are meeting in the Executive wing in one hour so we can storm their and kill them all." Blaze siad, "You sure they wouldn't see that comin'." She shook her head and began to walk down the hall.

When Hach got the signal, he climbed the building until he got to the roof. One of his asssistants was there to provide a scilenced weapon so Hach couldn't be traced. He positioned himself and searched for his target. He noticed a group leave a confrence room, and then discovered his target. The man was sitting in his bedroom watching the television. Hach never killed someone in the open, so he shot their satalite dish to get the man alone. When he was checking the power box in the kitchen, Hach steadied the crosshairs and fired. The low-caliber bullet flew through the air and struck the man in the back of the head. Some pedestrians heard the breaking glass and soon there was a large group on the street looking up at the smashed window. Hach returned the rifle to the assistant and entered the croud. To anyone else, he was a bystander.

His mission was complete. All that remained was to get the money.

Suddenly a mmber of the group said, "I smell burnt wire and copper that smells like a broken fuse box...shot with a supressed bullet from a sniper that is probably away from his vantage point." Another person asked, "How in the world do you know?" He answered, "I got my hunch...that sniper is probably on the street trying to get to the employer....I'll go and get him with the Frenchies." Blaze said, "Frenchie isn't a king word." As he began to follow the man down the stairs to the lobby. Once they arrived they exited onto the street. The French woman said, "I see a sniper on the top of that building over there...he's probably somewhere near here." Blaze siad, "Let's terminate him wile the others take care of the targets. And maybe we can get the briefcase from the bank on the way." She then siad, "That's the big idea."

Krveprolití aproached the counter. "Escuse me" He said in his best english, "I need ze conferance room....uh... Two B. Vich Vay is it?"
"May I have your name?"
Krveprolití had to think for a second. He couldn't give his real name,and he couldn't use his alias because it wouldn't be on the list. He just couldn't remember all of those on the list except for one.... "My name.... Blaze Ivory."
"Okay, let me check... I apologize, it says here that you are already checked in."
"Yes, vell. I uh..... Lost my card."
"Well, I am going to need some identification if I am to give you another."
Krveprolití looked around, cracking a smile out of frustration. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his target, come down to the lobby in search of the buffet that he had been promised. He was quite a large man, mainly in girth. He had no hair ontop of his head, and very large glasses on his nose. Krveprolití quickly turned back to the receptionist.
"Iv you may excuse me for just a moment."
"Certainly."
Krveprolití turned and walked to the disgusting man. He put one hand on the bulging man's shoulder, and another high on his back. The unending face displayed suprise when Krveprolití put his hands upon him.
"Excuse me, who may you be?"
"You have been marked for death. Your crimes are many, but greed is the most apperant. You end now."
Krveprolití slid a thin blade from his sleeve, gripping it in the hand on the man's back. He jammed it into the base of the man's neck, splitting the vertibre apart, and peircing veins.

In the casino, the group walked down the stairs. One of them siad, "That man has a knife." A woman asked, "How do you know?" The man replied, "I can a tiny glint in the window." The same woman said, "Let's capture him...I got this." The woman walked up behind the Czech and whispered, "Hi...why don't you come to my suite and we can learn about each other's intrests since we...must have alot in common."

Hach noticed a few people point at him when he started climbing down. "schei" he muttered and made for the nearest place of hiding. He strode into a back alley and saw the same man in black.
"Ich habe getan, was Sie wollten. Wo ist mein Geld?"
"Sie werden es bald bekommen. Töten Sie gerade ein mehr Ziel."
The man showed Hach the picture. It was a french looking man. He turned the card over and read the back. It held the name of his next target.

Blaze Ives

The three shoved past a group of tourests exiting their tour bus. The trio went to the base of the vantage point and the man siad, "the sinper is gone." The woman yelled, "YEAH WE KNEW THAT!" Blaze went in betweent the two hitmen and said, "Let's not kill each other...we all can use the cash." The woman yelled, "Shut up Blaze...they are probably going to kill us all anyway when we finish!"

Hach waited until the the commotion had died down, and took up sniping on a different building. He recognised the picture, but couldn't quite distinguish him. Hach resumed aiming and searching for Blaze.

"Shut up both of you...we know this sniper is on foot and Las Vegas is jammed with people so a suspicious person looks like a sore thumb so i would not be smart to leave." Blaze said. A giant screen on a cosino showed a woman who began saying, "Hello Las Vegas, this is a Nevada state brodcast reminding you to take part in some games in our many casinos and also reminds you that the New year celebraion shall begin in less than half an hour!" the brodcast stopped and te screen returned to brodcasting bet and such.