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Death Note
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He was dressed all in black as he approached the old, eloquently designed house. A very controversial man lived here. Yet a man who had been in charge of the country of Italy for a while. He had been the man who had sent Nikolai. He was the man who had been in charge of the whole operation to take down Roma. But now, since that Shade had taken out his friends he had essentially switched sides. Silvio was a loose end that he was going to tie up. He saw the front door, the name of the house emblazoned on it "Prometheus".
However he wasn't going in the front door. No. He would be spotted if he did that. He rounded the house and got out his lock pick set. He set to work on the door, fiddling around until the latch lifted. He entered the house. He knew it was just Silvio in the house, he had no wife and unless he had a "visitor" then Shade knew it was safe. He walked to Silvio's bedroom door and gently opened it.
Silvio lay asleep. However instead of shooting him there and then, Shade waited. He turned on the light and shook Silvio. The man reacted instantly, grabbing Shades arm and twisting it. But "The Shade" was no slacker and he punched Silvio's arm with his free hand and his arm went slack. He hit him right in the temple region and he went down. Silvio lay on the floor of his mansion. Terrified.
"Why did you send them"? 'The Shade' asked Silvio.
"Because you killed my friends" came the reply.
"I know" he said gleefully," And I'm going to silence you also"
He pulled his arm back and sent it crashing into Silvio's head. He whipped out his Walther and shot Silvio's knee. He screamed out in pain, the shot deeming him unable to move. Shade was getting bored so decided to end it, one shot to the brain was all it took. He wrote a quick not and set it on Silvio's already cold body. The Police would arrive soon and when they saw the note they would be terrified. He ran out of the door and into the night, a ghost amongst the shadows.
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Constable Andrea Pizzerri arrived at the scene of the murder. He was visibly horrified at what had happened. A man who had firmly engrained himself in Italy history had been killed. There was a note on his head and Pizzerri read it. He felt sickened as he handed it to the other constable, Filippo Nesmaldi who frowned, read it and then was literally sick in the corner of the room.
The Shade meant business
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