Crows Murder

Assassin: “Thought I might find you here, Killer.” said Solomon, looking for a comfortable stump to sit on.

Crow  looked up from his reading. “Awake finally … If I ever thought to keep this camp a secret I should kill you first. Man you can snore.” he jested.

Crow  nodded while grinning “I can imagine you might need an ear.” he said earnest. “Mila told me a bit of what has been happening .. are you all right ?” he asks. His concern for the man evidently in his voice and pose.

Assassin: “THe snoring is the Ost, not I.” he told him. “She remains in the tent curled up as if the creature she be named after and yes – I am somewhat at odds with a past I believed was true and which now find might built on falsehood.”

Crow  nodded “I have to say I am shocked … or perhaps even more impressed by you.” he admitted. “I never guessed you to be from Earth. At least that is if that is true ?” he asks. There was nothing judgemental in his voice but true puzzlement on that fact.

Assassin: Regarded Crow for a moment, Solomon was a little surprised that he had heard the news so quickly. So much for client/patient confidentiality but it mattered not. Solomon had already made up his mind to reveal his earth roots to the Killer. It was a secret no one had any idea of, only the recent blood tests giving up his long kept secret. Even he would not have foreseen that one. “It is true. I was born on Earth.” He admitted.

Crow  nods once, only imagine how this might come across. “I can imagine you to be worried about how I know this. Mila has once vowed her loyalty to Scar and myself. She felt it important I was aware. She knows that such information is not to be shared if her life means anything to her.” he reassured him. “In an odd way it makes sense Sol. You and Raven both so hunted by the Kurii and yet I wonder why ? I can imagine you might hold so much information on the caste they might wish that as some … means to their war. ” he frowns “You know as to why you are on Gor ?” he asks curious as hell about all of this.

Assassin: “You ask me a question that would take some time to explain, parts of which even I have no answer for.” he said.

Crow  nodded “I am not the type that will pry Sol. I am concerned of course and have all the time in the World if you need me to hear … At times to speak of it might give some new insights.” he proposed. “I am just a simple killer Sol … so my knowledge as to Earth is small … but I don’t doubt its existence.”

Assassin: “Oh, believe me, Crow. It exists. It is a world as harsh as this one, in its own way. Our technology surpasses that of Gor except for in the area of medicine. I come from an Island country called England, its part of a larger continent known as Europe. I worked for a government sanctioned group called the Organization, all ex military, all hand picked and all experts in how to dispose of troublesome enemies of state. I was an Assassin. I killed for country rather than for gold, Assassins are very different from the Killers of Gor, much more hidden and covert. There is no striding brazenly into a city to do the work of killing unhindered. To be discovered is an embarrassment and earns either death or imprisonment.” He began to explain.

Crow  listens intently. He had heard of Earth, how it held women in equal regards as men. Stories about odd things he couldn’t comprehend passed his mind while he tried to grasp it. The work he understood to some degree, even though he couldn’t quite see what a country was. His eyes squinted a bit as if he tried to remain sharp and focussed to assess the information to what it was meant for.

Assassin: “I was on a “hunt” the day I was brought to Gor. I remember it like it was yesterday. I had acquired my mark, my eyes where on target. The odd thing was I had a strange feeling about the whole sanction from the start. I mean when you look into your scope, you don’t expect to be met by a smiling face.” Solomon explained, somewhat forgetting that Crow would not be accustomed to the terms he talked of. There were not even Gorean words for such things and Solomon did his best to use the closest translations as possible but the look on Crows face said it all, Solomon’s explanation might be proving difficult.

Crow  nodded while listening, asking what some words meant. It made it hard to follow and yet Sol had the gift to at least give him some insights what he meant. He nodded again at the fact that it would indeed be odd that your hit would look back like it knew and smiled. He himself often haunted by the surprised and horrified expression of those he killed.

Assassin: “There was a distance of perhaps half a pasang between me and my mark. I was using special killing equipment that could magnify and close the distance so that looked as if my mark was as close as you are to me now. When I looked, my mark was looking right at me and smiling, she knew I was there, she knew the reason why I was there. It was at that precise moment that I was removed from my kill-zone and relocated into a Gorean meadow. “He paused for a moment before continuing. “To this very day I still believe her smiling face, that all knowing expression upon her face and my waking in that meadow are intrinsically related.”

Crow  frowns at that “So she wanted you out of the way ? You remember why you were asked to kill her ?” he asks while considering the options. “I can only imagine some wishing me to another planet so I will never succeed my kill.” he stated.

Assassin: “The mark was the daughter of a well heeled mobster. Their entire family ruled a city called New London, the city I was also born in but saw little of. The sanction or hunt that I was attempting was a coordinated effort, which means that the entire family had been targeted for extinction – all family members were being hit at the exact same time. It was a cleansing and a reinstatement of another family who would then take over but to our favor.” He explained as simply as he could. Crow was not stupid; the simple descriptions were simply to help with translation from English into Gorean. “I was privy to some files before hitting the ground. The only part that didn’t add up was a short paragraph that at the time I did not understand.” He said readying to explain further.

Crow  frowns “So when I understand a family was to be killed but it was prevented by those that could get you here.” he muses “That sounds like Kurii intervention … but why not just kill you … ” he added as in an afterthought. He than again listens intrigued by this foreign world that seemed like science fiction to him. A world with technology so different than what he was accustomed too. “What was that paragraph ?” he asks curious while he tried to keep all the information organized in his own brain.

Assassin: “The paragraph read thusly – Baron Dynasty profiled with A51 (Area) protocols. Alien race identification 10.3456763EdLLKc77 – KURii – CE3.” He said looking up into the eyes of Crow.

Crow  frowns and shook his head “Kurii … but the rest doesn’t make any sense to me.” he admitted “You ?” he asks

Assassin: “It does, yes” he admitted. “About 20 year before the day of the sanction. Deep governmentally controlled departments on earth found evidence of “Other Life forms” located in orbit around the planet Jupiter.’ Solomon explained, watching Crows expressions, simplifying whenever he noted any indication of confusion upon the Killers face. “10 years later, contact was made but the close encounter was not made by us, us I mean the governments of the world. It was made, we discovered, by what we call “The Underworld. The criminal organizations of my planet – Mobsters such as the Baron Family.” He explained while shifting as he sat there talking. It was as if he were about to reveal something more and he was. “We later found out that it was that had somehow found favor with this Kurii race. Darius Baron, the eldest son. Also known as Rasor Klopek.” He said coldly.

Assassin: who it was*

Crow  eyes grew large at the mentioning of Rasor. Crow had killed the man but knew him to be alive just as quick again. It had puzzled him to no end and he feared the technology the Kurii owned that truly had been why the man seemed to be indestructible. “Dammit Sol … that man has more lives than a larl … and I always thought him to be more talk than show … but with this … he is thus even more significant than I wish him to be.” he frowns “But it still doesn’t make sense … why sent you here … “

Assassin: “That is the part that i wish to learn also, Crow.” he told him.

Crow  nodded “Well it might give some insight in why you are here, but since you are … and not alone even when it comes to relatives.” he commented. “That would scare the crap out of me Sol. I have to say … there is a big sceme here … “

Assassin: “I have to agree with you. I am still working out what i know from the files that I memorized about the baron family. Its deep and will take too long to explain now but I am going to get to the bottom of this mystery. By the way. I know why it is that Klopek is so hard to kill. He isnt. You did kill him. The klopek you witnessed that turned your view of reality on its head was indeed the same person, with the same memories and goals – he was a clone.”

Crow  made a fist “Dammit I knew it … Scar told me about that procedure, however I never thought it truly possible.” he shook his head as if he tried to organize all the information and scrabble it in a way so it would make sense “I can only imagine your determination … Hell even I would want to know. Is there something I can do to help ?” he asks. He had a huge respect for Sol, saw him like a mentor which he had been and often still was.

Assassin: looked into the fire and spoke, it was more of a side note rather than something of vital important – “To clone someone you need huge financial resources or are dam important to global society. Klopek must be dam important to the Kur if they or those of earth who are part of all this have used cloning technology. Piers Donalgrapht perfected the process of human cloning on march the 14th 2021. I have a file on him also.” he explained briefly. “I need you to stay close my Brother.” he chose to use the word Brother for the first time toward the Killer he had known for so long deliberately for that is how Solomon saw him now. We need to be ready at all times and perhaps help me to put the pieces of this dam puzzle together.”

Assassin: or be dam important to global*

Crow  nodded, even though the names didn’t tell him much. “I am there where you wish me – brother – I fought once … and will do it again if need be. ” he said in earnest. “Mila said something about Laura … this place and that it couldn’t be a coincidence … what are your thoughts on this ?” he asks. His devotion to the caste and some of the killers he considered as close as one could get to him as most important.

Assassin: “Another part of all this that I still can’t fathom. This location, Laura. Why here? The sudden revelation of dead siblings being very much alive and why there was a requirement to keep this a secret from me during my life? – It makes even less sense to me than the Baron family connection to the Kurri and me being brought to Gor so long ago. I have to agree though – everything seems to be connected with this location, that or its merely a milestone along the path of destiny.” He mused aloud.

Crow  nodded “Fate does bring us puzzles and I fear that with some answers more questions might be there.” he now looked at him intently “Some time ago I learned that one of my children wasn’t dead as I presumed. It turned everything upside down … to be honest. To learn you have two relatives here while you thought to be alone.” he paused “I can’t even imagine how that must feel.” he said with his empathy that seemed so odd considering his profession.

Assassin: “We appear to me pawns in an intergalactic game of Kaissa, my friend. I feel that we are being placed into vital positions on the board and when we are all in place, only then will we finally know the reason why.”

Crow  nodded “Scar said something to that effect when it came to Raven .. so I am not surprised.” he stated. “Hmmm lots to think about Sol.” he added.