Liam remained still while in a crouched position, his glowing orange eyes constantly moving as they stared towards different locations through the blinding snow-storm. His sight could detect what most couldn’t in these conditions, nearly a quarter of a mile away a half-dozen heavily armed men were spread out in a skirmish line formation. The gap between each mercenary was about ten feet, intending to cover as much ground as they could while in their search of the Wolf of Shadows. He did not know why these men were after him, only that they intended to kill him. This was revealed through their first encounter nearly a half-hour ago when there were double as many as there were now.
Looking down, Liam checked the body of one the casualties that he relocated with, hoping to find answers within the corpse’s gear. “Capsule.” Liam broke his silence, reading out loud the cover of a briefing folder that he pulled from the inside of the Kevlar vest. He looked back up to check on the remaining assassins, who had closed much of the distance, but their thermal visors were still out of range. “You’re coming with me.” He grabbed the body and they both materialized into a cloud of black smoke that relocated further up the mountain.
Transforming back into his human form with the body of the assassin sprawled on the rocky terrain at his feet, Liam sat down and opened the folder. “Subject’s energy signature finally traced to Canadian Rockies, at the base of Mount Temple. Deal with extreme prejudice. Remove heart and sever head.” Liam sighed, frustrated that the motive for this operation could not be found. “I suppose I’ll need to leave one of your comrades alive if I’m going to find out the truth. Stay here.” He placed the black folder on top of the assassin’s chest and vanished once more into a cloud of black smoke that instantly disappeared.
“Sir we have very low visibility, even with thermal.” One of the armed men spoke into the tiny microphone that was clipped to the collar of his jacket. “Noted, continue operation.” A voice echoed from a receiver inside his ear. “Yes sir.” He responded before returning all of his attention towards finding the target. A not-too distant scream came from the assassin’s right flank, followed by another on his left. He heard three more screams before the forest became silent once again. The assassin could only imagine that he was the last of the operatives and his team mates had been killed by the target. He brought the ACOG sight, which was mounted to the rail of his rifle, up to his eye and slowly turned. He was not going to be caught off guard like the others. Unfortunately for him, the predator that was now hunting him was where he least expected.
Canine in his Shadow Cloud form had surrounded the area around the assassin’s ankles, like a light fog that covered the ground. “Why are you after me?” His question seemed to come from all angles around the assassin, who did not respond. The man’s movements became more erratic, aiming towards a different direction every second. “Are you going to tell me?” Another question with no direct location echoed throughout the forest. “No.” The assassin answered, his calm voice disguising the fear inside his mind. “You will find out soon enough, monster.” The armed man spoke before placing the end of the barrel of his rifle under his chin and pulling the trigger before Canine could interfere.
As the assassin dropped to the ground lifeless, the black cloud formed the shape of Liam’s human form and his skin replaced the smoke. “What the Hell is going on here?” Liam asked himself out loud as he stared down at the body.