Give///Time

Unkown, Unkown

 I was surprised to end up seeing the two subjects back together, since I heard that crazy eye-patcher split them apart. Finding a tree for me and Theta to find and camp out to see if we should hunt our prey toward was, troubling. Eventually   I made my way up to the top of a old oak that sat right above the various buildings that our eye-patcher had hid in for his own prey. 'Protective guy ain't he' Said Theta which broke our short silence. I nodded in agreement while still looking at our two subjects down below. They seemed ready for a real big fight.
 I began to cock my M40 while Theta did his usual spotter activites. Theta gave me the info on that the winds direction was east, 5 mph winds and that both subjects were in sight. Even with this info and the gun being cocked, we decided to watch our subjects to see if they would confront the eye-patcher in a 'peculiar' fashion. We began to see the blood spill and the huffing about 5 minutes of waiting.
 'Fun bunch aren't they, got real strength on them' Said Theta whilst smiling through his binoculars.
 'Best you'll get, it's why we sought after them for so long'
 'Why was that again?'
 'Some mysterious info locked inside one of their heads, supposed to be lost due to an amnesia inducing fall'
 'Why'd you try an execute 'em then?'
 'Found what we needed, until his brain decided to run off with his brother'
 'Unlucky you'
 After some time chatting, the bloodshed seemed to become less apparent. The second row of men that burst out of the building had already been cut down to only the eye-patcher. A duel was going to take place, although the eye-patcher was doomed to fail, simply because of the fact that I know the skills of the subject. Swipes and swishes were exchanged until the victor came out to a predictable turnout of the subjects win. The other subject seemed to win his gang fight soon after, with them meeting together in victory.
 'Better measure the wind again'
 'Wait ... I'm not sure this is the right time to end this file'
 'Why? Are you showing mercy? You signed up to be an assassin, you can't show that in this job'
 'It's not that'
 'Then what the hell is it?' Replied Theta, with a grim hint of angst but with anger as well.
 'The subjects aren't meant to die yet, both from the plan and my gut'
 'When do they die then in the plan? Last time I read it, it mentioned their deaths far earlier'
 'Give it two months or more, the time will come for the plan to resurface'
 After me and Theta's argument was finshed, we began to see the subjects walk back toward their home. I began to contemplate about when their deaths would come and when the information would finally be in new hands. Although, I began to thing a lot about the actions I were commiting and their morals versus my own. Nevertheless I pushed these thoughts away for focus on the current moment to discuss current ideals with Theta.
 'So how do we follow them now?'
 'We become shadows, even if it causes us to interfere with their personal lives or not'
 'And where will that take us?'
 I smirked with a deviantly strange delight as I replied, 'Somewhere'.