TCO & TDL

The Chosen One and the Dark Lord are a couple who's been together for... Who knows how long. Neither one of them counted. What difference does it make? They're happy together, their relationship is filled with passion and ardent love, so it doesn't really matter how long they've been together. But we've missed one fact. They're both agents of a secret organization, where they hold a rather prestigious role. Specifically, assassins. You'd think, "Is that really so prestigious?" Oh, yeah, more than that. The leader's personal executioners, who were absolutely ruthless towards all their victims. Completely broken after years of training and ready to kill anyone the leader points their finger at.

Next task:

*A huge number of bullets flew over the heads of the executioners. Unfortunately, their victim was too influential and naturally had a huge number of bodyguards. Dark sighed wearily as several more bullets flew into his back, covered by his bulletproof vest. He didn't pay any attention to it at all; it had become too familiar. The Lord reloaded his pistol and spun around, covering his face with his free hand to protect himself from injury. The agent cursed, firing at the first row of bodyguards, who fell dead one after another. His eyes narrowed to see more clearly.

—CHOZEN, WHERE ARE YOU?!* —Dark shouted, looking around, hoping to see a familiar silhouette. *

• The Chosen One (Chouzen) shot the rest from behind, literally walking over the corpses to his lover. *

"Killed that Smith?* " Dark chuckled, shaking off the blood on his clothes. *

"Yeah, we can head back to base,* " the Chosen One nodded, reloading his weapon, just in case.