|| If you know, you know.

Beginnings.

It was at this moment he wished he had a step stool handy when Raven opened that portal and sent him flying.

"Unless you want to send more men to their deaths, lets talk about a contract."

"Beat it, 𝙠𝙞𝙙. This got nothing to do with you."

@optimistic-gon.bsky.social

"A contract, con-tract." @thefirenflame.bsky.social

Hostile alien planets, sometimes you get stuck on them for a bit and need to make a living. And as a professional, sometimes that wasn't so easy.

"It's a promise. You offer me something and in return, I promise to do it for you."

This queen-

Covered in blood, he cleaned his sword as he rode the elevator up to his private room. Ready to get this over with. So imagine his surprise when it opened and he saw @countingseconds.bsky.social already there. Already with the kill.

"You've gotta be fuckin' kidding me."

'𝙈𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙨- America's gold standard. The pretty face it likes to put on for the world.'

Slade stood perched along the edge of a low rooftop, he'd been staked out for an hour now, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

'I hate this city. Sure, streets are clean and the food isn't half bad as-

ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴄᴀʟʟ.

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