Marcus leaped from one building to the next at speeds that seemed inhuman as well the fact that he was leaping well over a hundred with every jump. He needed to get to his target as quick as possible before they made his assassination more difficult. This job would see almost a million bucks in his pockets and to make this job even better, the women he was assassinating was a member of the British parliament. He would take great pleasure in putting a bullet in this Brit's brain. His mind for a short moment went back to the memory of his father's murder and his hatred rose up inside of him.

"Time to send this buck toothed Bure to God" he said to himself as his target came into a little ways down the street getting a vehicle that was being escorted by several guards. Once in position, Marcus quickly took out his sniper rifle and took aim at the vehicle. For a normal human the shot would have been very difficult, but his incredible senses and his fast thinking brain made the shot more easier. 

"Goodnight lassie" he said and the pulled the trigger. The bullet flew its course and found its target going right through the skull of the female politician. 

"Gotcha!" Marcus exclaimed and then made his escape, moving at speeds ten times faster than an athletic human. Now he needed to get away as fast as possible before he would have to fight off the authorities. After he had gotten away and made back to his safe house, Marcus contacted his contractors and received his money for his job well done. Now he was waiting for his next job and even though it didn't really matter to him Marcus still kept up on the situation with humans and metahumans. He had taken jobs for organizations who hired metahuman hit men and they paid handsomely. Maybe sometime soon they would offer him work.