{"sf1_id":260826,"sf2_id":"ZeqgPKAn","title":"The Kill","author":"WolfFang85","words":284,"posted_at":"2011-06-22T03:30:00.000Z","tags":["Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/260826-the-kill","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZeqgPKAn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/26/df/26df88ad-4188-48f5-8b67-2fb5e72f5bfb","description":"","content":"\u0026nbsp;\n\n# The Kill\n  \n\nI feel the cold steel of the blade on my skin.  \nMy target walks in front of me,  \nUnaware of the danger that follows.  \nI stalk him like a true predator,  \nAlways watching, moving in the shadows,  \nBut never causing him alarm at what may follow.  \n  \nThe prey I hunt is a man born of evil.  \nA murderer, a thief, and a rapist.  \nMy order has chosen me for this,  \nPicked me above all others,  \nTo end this man's life for good.  \n  \nI must pick my moment carefully,  \nToo early and I will be caught,  \nToo late and he will get away.  \nHe moves toward a crowded street,  \nProbably to satisfy a desire of safety,  \nBut I simply smile.  \nThe crowded the street, the easier it is to disappear.  \n  \nI move closer, inching my way for the strike.  \nMoving through the crowd like a shadow,  \nFor my target must die tonight.  \nWith inches between us, I position my blade.  \nThe moment has come, I must strike.  \n  \nThe blade pierces his heart, ending his life.  \nHe does not struggle or make a sound,  \nFor the strike came to fast.  \nThe training I have received has prepared me for this,  \nMade me a true Assassin.  \nAs I feel the life drain from his body,  \nI pull the blade out and ease him to the ground.  \nThe crowd around is still unaware that a life has just ended.\n\n\u0026nbsp; A simple prayer is said, to ease the passing of his life,  \nAnd to allow retribution for this man's soul.  \nAs the last word slips my lips,  \nI turn and disappear into the night.  \nAnother evil is ended, and my next hunt shall begin.  \n  \n\n"}