The Brotherhood

Brotherhood.

The four men known as the Exiles were the most powerful men under the organization of Death Hand. The members know everywhere as the most ruthless and loyal killers on the market, their exploits known world wide to some their business was done to cleanse the world but this was their cover. Their true actions were much harsher and many other groups formed after their success but they had what none did loyalty they were more than partners they were brothers. Their names never given only their code names Gambler, Final Arrow, Darkchild and Renegade Lantern.

But soon their lifestyle grew boring for one. Darkchild had grown bored of his lifestyle as a killer, the blood was growing ever irritating so one night in the cover of night he left the organization. When this was found out by the organization the boss Fow Lay sent the other three of the Exiles to find Darkchild and deal with him. They finally after months of searching catch up to Darkchild, they enter the building thinking their ready to kill their former partner and brother.

Thats where the rpg begins.

Now who ever wants to be in this rpg does not need to go with this story, they can have their own groups or none at all.

Also this is a wide and enclosed story. Each Brotherhood can have their own members, and own story.

Rules

Teams if used will consist of up to 7 members no more

Powers can be used but it is up to the person (s) posting if you have them or not

No God moding

No Auto hits.

No...Hell if you know the RPG rules then abide by them if not here they are http://www.comicvine.com/message/official-rpg-rules/8030/&amp.

DO NOT enter a persons story without consulting them first

No one liners, you will not be warned again after first warning

DC sits in his home in Italy watching the people outside walk about as if their lives have meaning or are interesting in the slightest bit. Its been 2 years since he finally left Death Hand the killings had been fun but the bloodshed grew boring, he had enough money to stay here for the rest of his natural life nothing had given him any doubts that this lifestyle would change, other than the thought of Boss sending the Exiles after him personally. But he knew his brothers would do nothing Boss would tell them. Even though he had his faith in his brothers his silencer was not out of reach at all times, this time it being under the pillow on his bed. His bedroom over looks the town up on a hill, he liked his privacy. He wont tell himself why he truley left or even his brothers, but it was their last assingment together that got to him.

Two years ago

The mission was simple take out the target and anyone that got in the way or saw anything. They all entered the building without much of a fuss, a few guards here and their but it was rather simple. Their target was a fat russian b@stard who smuggled whores into the US but he would keep a good deal of the money that they earned without telling the boss. Fay soon found out and they were sent in to take care of him.

They finally got to where the target was, Darkchild was the first to enter the room and the only person visible in the room was a 12 year old little girl sitting on the couch watching tv. His gun aimed at her forehead DC squeezed the trigger for a moment but stopped, reminded of the little sister he lost because of people like this man. Not paying attention DC was cornered by the target and shot in the chest, a quick reaction dropped the target easily but the little girl still sat wide eyed. He knew what he had to do, finally his team came into the room. Gambler was the first to push the idea of clean up but DC couldnt do it. Fed up Gambler took aim at the girl, DC stopped him and did the task himself a bullet to the head. After the mission in the silence of night he left the organization, vowing never to have to do that again.

Present

DC grabs his silencer a noise can be heard out side breaking of twigs and a commotion. He knew that sound, it was the same sound they made when they came in for the kill, his brothers had finally come. Cocking back the silencer he sits on his bed waiting for his brothers.

Renegade Lantern was the last to join the Death Hand group known as the Exiles. The first three members were already a somewhat established group but they took RL in like one of their own. Learning from the group RL took the best qualities of each of them and tried to apply them to himself. Gamblers ingenuity, Arrows ambition and Darkchilds aggression. If it was one thing that all the members of the Exiles shared was their loyalty to each other. That loyalty would come into question when about 2 years ago Darkchild had to take out a little girl. That was part of the job and The Exiles have done far worse than that but something about this girl made Darkchild different. RL was able to tell as soon as he walked in the room. Darkchild showed hesitation that was something that RL had never seen before from him. He did indeed take out the girl but it wasn't the same. Darkchild left that night, he didn't say a word he just left.

Fow Lay put out a hit on Darkchild, he sent the Exiles, "Catch your own and bring me his head" these were the orders. After months of searching the Exiles have Darkchild cornered in his house in Italy. RL knows that Darkchild won't go down easy. RL was prepared to accomplish his mission so he thought. As they begin to corner him RL sneaks in through a window in the kitchen. He slowly makes his way into the hallway leading to the bedroom Darkchild was in. The bedroom door was slightly cracked, RL was in position. He beings to put silencers on his two 9mm's and waits for the signal form the other Exiles to make his move.