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Waking up. It's not fun. The sun shone too brightly for a place like this. My back ached from sleeping on the couch. I reluctantly got up from the couch and took a carton of orange juice and a yogurt from the fridge and a glass from the cupboard. Eating the yogurt, I kept looking down at the tracking device.

"That's it. You're coming off. Now."

I dashed into my room and rooted under my bed for a gun. I aimed the heavy piece of metal at my ankle. Bang. Little electrical discharges emerged from the device, not too long after it, it crumbled off. I rubbed my ankle and smiled. Right, first order of buisness, time to kill someone. I laced up my boots and headed for the lobby, bringing the gun with me. The usual receptionist, Karen was there, her brown hair cut into a bob. She saw me and placed her glasses on the desk.

"Hello Miss Valentine, how may I help you? Blue just went to the taining area, just to let you know." She began to wipe her glasses with a cloth.

"Can I see the list of people to be assassinated?" Karen put down her glasses and raised an eyebrow.

"I thought you were forbid-"

"Karen please!" I interupted her, annoyance in my tone. She sighed and went to get the list. I spotted Mel and more girls in a group, talking with dreamy eyes. Again. I cringed at the thought of seeing him again. Karen dropped the list on the desk and placed her glasses on. She pointed to one side of the page.

"You can do one of them," She said and handed me a pen to cross off a person. I scanned the list and one name stood. Hugo Inzu. I crossed him off and Karen returned the list. I glimsped Edge standing beside the girls as I left. He waved and mouthed bye.

Hugo Inzu kidnapped girls, tortured them before ending their lives. He lived deep in a woods known for it's deaths. A huge warehouse stood in the middle of the woods. I pushed open the door of the building. Crates upon crates were everywhere. It was dead silent. The only sounds were my footsteps. I stepped carefully into the place, eyes looking at everything. The only way to draw this dirt bag out was to act defencless. I stood smaller steps and tried to make myself seem cute.

"Um... Hello? I got lost in the forest... Can someone help me out?" I continued walking. I stopped next to a huge huddle of crates. He's here, amoung these crates. I slyly moved in closer to the crates. I felt a tug on my skirt.

"Well, isn't someone being a little pervert."

I spun around, wacking my foot into his face. He howled in anger. I quickly followed the attack my shoving my boot into his ribcage. Crack. Blood dripped down out of his mouth. He fell back against the wall.

"Giving up already?" I teased.

He coughed and a smile came across his face. He clicked his fingers and three figures jumped out of the crates, covered in black, their faces undetectable. The first minion charged towards me, swinging a pocket knife widly. I back-flipped to avoid his attack. I pulled the knife out of his hand and shoved it through his heart. All of a sudden, the second minion's blade ran across my face. Then again, across my shoulder. I jumped back to put some distance between us. I yanked my gun out of my skirt poket and shot him in the forehead. He fell to the ground. Hard.
The third one had no weapons, he stood there looking me in the eye. I put my gun away The was something familiar about... Before I could register it, I was deflecting his punches. He back-flipped and landed perfectly, never losing eye contact. I was begining to feel uncomfortable. His stare...
He ran foward and swung for my head. It landed. He continued to hammer my head. My vision got slightly blurry. I rammed my knee into his chest and he jumped back, acting unaffected. I tried to steady myself, my head spinning, but before I knew I was flying across the room, smashing through the wooden crates. I cried out in pain. I grabbed my gun and aimed it ahead, the boy was gone, instead Hugo Inzu was there, butcher knife in his hand.

"You put up a good fight girl. I'll have fun with you."

He came towards me. Bang. His body dropped to the floor, spiling blood. Guns come in handy. I got up, shaky at first. I looked around, where was the boy? Was he waiting for me to go? Hugo, did he want his life to end? When he sent out his minions, it was the perfect opportunity to get away, or was he oblivious to the fact? I went for the door of the warehouse, cautiously, and hesitated before leaving. I looked around again to make sure the boy wasn't there. He wasn't. So, with that, I left.

*************

Karen looked lightly worried when I walked in. She was frantically looking for something. She saw me and smiled. She bent down again and came back up with a bandage.

"Come here!" She called. Once I was there she placed the bandage on my face. She saw my shoulder and sighed, reached for another bandage and placed it on the wound. She looked at me and sighed again, happily this time.

"I swear, what would you kids do with me? Did it go okay? You shouldn't have gone out, especially to kill him. He's a pervert! But you're okay, so I guess it's.. well, okay!" She laughed then leaned over the counter to whisper something.

"Evan came looking for you. I told him I hadn't seen you, so be on the look out." She leaned back over then went back to searching for, well, whatever she was searching for before. I noticed Edge sitting on one of the sofa's in the corner of my eye. I pretended I never saw him and went to the training room to find Blue. There was no sign of him. Turning to go, I bumped into something. I stepped back to see Edge hovering over me. He closed the door.

"Oh, it's you," I said bluntly. "Do you mind moving? I have som-"

"I bet 'Daddy' wouldn't be too happy if he saw you like that, bloody and bruised, now would he?"

I glared at him. He grinned.

"Now, if I'm right, someone snuck off and got herself beat up."

"Actually, you smug prick, I went out on an assassination. Not that it's any of your buisness."

"Wow, someone's got a horrible attitude. I'm just trying to help."

"I don't need help. Especially from you." I snapped and went around him. His hand wrapped around my wrist and pulled me back to face him. His tone was more harsh this time.

"Listen here, you moody bitch, if people try to be nice to you, your first responce isn't to turn your heels on them."

"Oh and what would you know about being nice? All you care about is your apperance and flirting with girls!"

"Every guy flirts, if you haven't noitced! You're just too full of yourself to notice!"

" I'm full of myself? Pot calling the kettle black! Let go of me!"

He ignored me as I struggled. He shouted something and twisted my wrist. I yelped. He still wouldn't let go. I went to hit him, but he's faster than he looks. He caught my other wrist before I could land a shot. Something flickered across his eyes. He tightened his grip and he lifted me up, flinging me against the wall. Within seconds his knee was leaning on my chest. His punches were hard. I tried to block the hits but to no avail. He, what seemed like a life time, got off me, wiping blood off his knuckles. I swung my leg at him, but he just grabbed my ankle, muttering something. I realized then that he lifted me again and threw me into another wall. I couldn't help cry out. Edge came over, arms crossed.

"You're pathetic. You call yourself an assassin? Rubbish."

He kicked his foot into my stomach, removing what little air I had left. He turned his back on me and began walking towards the door. No, I won't let him..." I got my gun out and tried to aim for him. My vision was clouded. I pressed the trigger and the bullet landed in his shoulder. He spun around, clutching his arm. Standing up I smiled.

"You're pathetic. You call yourself an assassin? Rubbish." I mimiced him. Edge was furious. He ran towards me, fist clenched, ready to swing. I jumped out of the way, just in time, raising my leg and smack. He staggered back and growled. He came towards me, although something was different. His aura was different. It was too late.

Last thing I remember was Edge taking a knife out, more deadly looking than Hugo's minions and slashed across my chest. I fell over and it wasn't long until the blade was running all over my body. Everything started going black. Then I heard him. Blue... The world went black.

Description
Waking up. It's not fun. The sun shone too brightly for a place like this. My back ached from sleeping on the couch. I reluctantly got up from the couch and took a carton of orange juice and a yogurt from the fridge and a glass from the cupboard. Eating the yogurt, I kept looking down at the tracking device.

"That's it. You're coming off. Now."

I dashed into my room and rooted under my bed for a gun. I aimed the heavy piece of metal at my ankle. Bang. Little electrical discharges emerged from the device, not too long after it, it crumbled off. I rubbed my ankle and smiled. Right, first order of buisness, time to kill someone. I laced up my boots and headed for the lobby, bringing the gun with me. The usual receptionist, Karen was there, her brown hair cut into a bob. She saw me and placed her glasses on the desk.

"Hello Miss Valentine, how may I help you? Blue just went to the taining area, just to let you know." She began to wipe her glasses with a cloth.

"Can I see the list of people to be assassinated?" Karen put down her glasses and raised an eyebrow.

"I thought you were forbid-"

"Karen please!" I interupted her, annoyance in my tone. She sighed and went to get the list. I spotted Mel and more girls in a group, talking with dreamy eyes. Again. I cringed at the thought of seeing him again. Karen dropped the list on the desk and placed her glasses on. She pointed to one side of the page.

"You can do one of them," She said and handed me a pen to cross off a person. I scanned the list and one name stood. Hugo Inzu. I crossed him off and Karen returned the list. I glimsped Edge standing beside the girls as I left. He waved and mouthed bye.

Hugo Inzu kidnapped girls, tortured them before ending their lives. He lived deep in a woods known for it's deaths. A huge warehouse stood in the middle of the woods. I pushed open the door of the building. Crates upon crates were everywhere. It was dead silent. The only sounds were my footsteps. I stepped carefully into the place, eyes looking at everything. The only way to draw this dirt bag out was to act defencless. I stood smaller steps and tried to make myself seem cute.

"Um... Hello? I got lost in the forest... Can someone help me out?" I continued walking. I stopped next to a huge huddle of crates. He's here, amoung these crates. I slyly moved in closer to the crates. I felt a tug on my skirt.

"Well, isn't someone being a little pervert."

I spun around, wacking my foot into his face. He howled in anger. I quickly followed the attack my shoving my boot into his ribcage. Crack. Blood dripped down out of his mouth. He fell back against the wall.

"Giving up already?" I teased.

He coughed and a smile came across his face. He clicked his fingers and three figures jumped out of the crates, covered in black, their faces undetectable. The first minion charged towards me, swinging a pocket knife widly. I back-flipped to avoid his attack. I pulled the knife out of his hand and shoved it through his heart. All of a sudden, the second minion's blade ran across my face. Then again, across my shoulder. I jumped back to put some distance between us. I yanked my gun out of my skirt poket and shot him in the forehead. He fell to the ground. Hard.
The third one had no weapons, he stood there looking me in the eye. I put my gun away The was something familiar about... Before I could register it, I was deflecting his punches. He back-flipped and landed perfectly, never losing eye contact. I was begining to feel uncomfortable. His stare...
He ran foward and swung for my head. It landed. He continued to hammer my head. My vision got slightly blurry. I rammed my knee into his chest and he jumped back, acting unaffected. I tried to steady myself, my head spinning, but before I knew I was flying across the room, smashing through the wooden crates. I cried out in pain. I grabbed my gun and aimed it ahead, the boy was gone, instead Hugo Inzu was there, butcher knife in his hand.

"You put up a good fight girl. I'll have fun with you."

He came towards me. Bang. His body dropped to the floor, spiling blood. Guns come in handy. I got up, shaky at first. I looked around, where was the boy? Was he waiting for me to go? Hugo, did he want his life to end? When he sent out his minions, it was the perfect opportunity to get away, or was he oblivious to the fact? I went for the door of the warehouse, cautiously, and hesitated before leaving. I looked around again to make sure the boy wasn't there. He wasn't. So, with that, I left.

*************

Karen looked lightly worried when I walked in. She was frantically looking for something. She saw me and smiled. She bent down again and came back up with a bandage.

"Come here!" She called. Once I was there she placed the bandage on my face. She saw my shoulder and sighed, reached for another bandage and placed it on the wound. She looked at me and sighed again, happily this time.

"I swear, what would you kids do with me? Did it go okay? You shouldn't have gone out, especially to kill him. He's a pervert! But you're okay, so I guess it's.. well, okay!" She laughed then leaned over the counter to whisper something.

"Evan came looking for you. I told him I hadn't seen you, so be on the look out." She leaned back over then went back to searching for, well, whatever she was searching for before. I noticed Edge sitting on one of the sofa's in the corner of my eye. I pretended I never saw him and went to the training room to find Blue. There was no sign of him. Turning to go, I bumped into something. I stepped back to see Edge hovering over me. He closed the door.

"Oh, it's you," I said bluntly. "Do you mind moving? I have som-"

"I bet 'Daddy' wouldn't be too happy if he saw you like that, bloody and bruised, now would he?"

I glared at him. He grinned.

"Now, if I'm right, someone snuck off and got herself beat up."

"Actually, you smug prick, I went out on an assassination. Not that it's any of your buisness."

"Wow, someone's got a horrible attitude. I'm just trying to help."

"I don't need help. Especially from you." I snapped and went around him. His hand wrapped around my wrist and pulled me back to face him. His tone was more harsh this time.

"Listen here, you moody bitch, if people try to be nice to you, your first responce isn't to turn your heels on them."

"Oh and what would you know about being nice? All you care about is your apperance and flirting with girls!"

"Every guy flirts, if you haven't noitced! You're just too full of yourself to notice!"

" I'm full of myself? Pot calling the kettle black! Let go of me!"

He ignored me as I struggled. He shouted something and twisted my wrist. I yelped. He still wouldn't let go. I went to hit him, but he's faster than he looks. He caught my other wrist before I could land a shot. Something flickered across his eyes. He tightened his grip and he lifted me up, flinging me against the wall. Within seconds his knee was leaning on my chest. His punches were hard. I tried to block the hits but to no avail. He, what seemed like a life time, got off me, wiping blood off his knuckles. I swung my leg at him, but he just grabbed my ankle, muttering something. I realized then that he lifted me again and threw me into another wall. I couldn't help cry out. Edge came over, arms crossed.

"You're pathetic. You call yourself an assassin? Rubbish."

He kicked his foot into my stomach, removing what little air I had left. He turned his back on me and began walking towards the door. No, I won't let him..." I got my gun out and tried to aim for him. My vision was clouded. I pressed the trigger and the bullet landed in his shoulder. He spun around, clutching his arm. Standing up I smiled.

"You're pathetic. You call yourself an assassin? Rubbish." I mimiced him. Edge was furious. He ran towards me, fist clenched, ready to swing. I jumped out of the way, just in time, raising my leg and smack. He staggered back and growled. He came towards me, although something was different. His aura was different. It was too late.

Last thing I remember was Edge taking a knife out, more deadly looking than Hugo's minions and slashed across my chest. I fell over and it wasn't long until the blade was running all over my body. Everything started going black. Then I heard him. Blue... The world went black.