Soap Test Story: KingSlayer

	The night was chilly complimented with light rain as the orange ventrexian walked into the hotel lightly soaked. He scanned the lobby of the luxurious hotel, noting the nice suits the occupants were wearing. He himself donned a simple white dress shirt with a black waistcoat and matching tie, black pants and overcoat.
He walked toward the receptionist he took note of her jet black hair styled professionally, the red blouse she wore complimented her make up with the same red lipstick. The ventrexian was almost scared to approach her but she looked up from her computer at him with a warm and welcoming smile. He approached the front desk and looked at her, "May I get your name?" she told him.
He had began to stumble over his words before clearing his throat and replied clearly "Soap," She then looked back down at the computer then replied, "Sorry, I'm not seeing a reservation under that name-" She looked back up at the confused ventrexian, who then flipped the collar of his shirt to reveal a simple spade topped with a crown under it. "Oh, my apologies, sir." she quickly replied as she opened a drawer and pulled out a key-card with the same emblem as the pin on the front of it and handed to him.
"The boss is waiting for you on the top floor in his penthouse, I'll tell him you are on your way." . Soap accepted the card gently, replying with a quick thank you as he headed to the elevator. He didn't know it at the time, but this night would forever change his life.
	When the Ventrexian gets to the top floor of the 30 story hotel, the guards on the penthouse floor greeted him and kindly escorted him to see the man in charge. The hallways were breathing rhythmically with the faint beats of club music. The walls were lined with glass waist high to see patrons dancing and moving to the music on the floor below. If he wasn't here for business, Soap knew he would be down there with them laughing having a good time a bit of x in his system with this music, he knew a few people would be going home with him for a night. But alas, while on duty, he knew a sharp mindset is preferred. Apparently one of the guards knew of his envy of these people and let out a light chuckle, "I know that look," the guard spoke, "Sucks to be on duty, huh?"
"Kinda," Soap replied as the three made it to set of golden double doors with the crowned spade covering the center of them. Each of the guards grabbed a handle. "The boss is waiting." The other said as they opened the doors in unison. The beats and music was a bit louder as the doors fully opened and the ventrexian entered the room. The entire room was lined with a one way glass, at the center was a glass rectangle fish tank topped with a stained rainbow reflective glass. The walls, were decorated with shelves displaying different sports trophies, and pictures of the owner shaking hands with different celebrities, stars and different politicians. Certificates of ownership along with pictures of his different employees hung from the walls on both sides of his desk. The back wall of the room, was decorated with a giant engraved crown. that would compliment the black spade engraved on the front of his desk. One object that stood out to the ventrexian was an orange tail that looked like it had been preserved. The sight had sent a chill down his spine, as he gently grazed the small metallic nub on his lower back.
The owner himself was a tall black athletically built human named Ulysses. He donned a red shirt with a black waist coat.along with formal black pants and shoes. His sleeves were rolled up to his forearms. His right sported an Ace of Spades playing card with the crown on top of it, his emblem for anything officially his in his eyes. His left arm brandished an M14 with a lion on its stock. He
	The patrons of the club below us could be seen all around dancing,bumping and grinding all throughout it, but unknown to them, the owner was above watching every move they made. The doors closed behind Soap as the owner was standing behind his desk watching the people in his club. His head had gently bobbed to the beat of the music as he held a glass of whiskey in his hand. The ventrexian started to clear his throat as he had stopped bobbing his head and took a sip from his glass.
"It's beautiful, ain't it?" He asked rhetorically, "This is what power looks like, what it feels like." He continued as he turned to look at the ventrexian. He smiled as their eyes met and motioned for Soap to sit in one of the chairs in front of his desk.
Soap sat down after he took his seat and put the glass on a coaster on his desk. "Now what does my favorite worker have for me, Im sure the job was done efficiently?"
	Soap reached into the inner pocket of his coat, pulled out an envelope and handed it to him. "It's done, the other families should get the message soon enough." He said as Ulysses opened the envelope and looked at the picture of a mutilated human in a tarnished three piece suit that looked like it had been tailored just for him laying in a pool of his own blood along with different tools that looked like had been used as instruments of torture. Ulysses grinned from ear to ear as he examined the haunting images. Soap sat in the chair in the mean while looking at the pictures on his shelves. But once his eyes landed on his tail his gaze would stop for a moment. Ulysses had let out a laugh as he tossed the pictures on his desk and took another sip from his glass. Soaps eyes returning to him mid laugh. "You did good," he began as he opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out an envelope of his own, "The pay for this job". Soap grabbed the enveloped and began to put it in his coat pocket, as Ulysses stood back up to look back at the patrons in the club. The ventrexian opened the envelope after the human had turned around and began to count the money as Ulysses spoke, "I'm kinda offended kid," Soap stopped for a moment before he went back to counting as he continued "It's all there, trust me." Soap finished counting and started to put the money back into the envelope, "I'm just making sure." Ulysses chuckled the ventrexian put the envelope in the inner pocket on his coat.
	"I got another job for you," the human spoke, as Soap looked at him, "It even simpler than the last. Take out a bit of competition for me," The ventrexian stood up from his seat, "I'll send you the details on your target in the in the morning. Until then, head to your room and rest up. You'll need all your strength for this one." The ventrexian nodded and began to head to the door. "Don't fail me on this one," Ulysses started, Soap breathed in then out as he opened the door and left the room. "Wouldn't want another 'inccident' to befall one of my best men, not again." He finished as he turned and looked at the tail on his shelf.