I was walking, majorly ticked off at my parents. Who did they think they were? I was not a baby anymore. They needed to understand that. I walked past Amy's house slowly. She was standing outside with some random dude. He was holding her brother. She was staring in shock. I heard a gunshot from inside the house. Amy started to cry. I rushed over.
"Hey, what's wro-" The dude shoved Amy's brother over to me and rushed inside the house. I heard more gunshots.
He came out carrying a girl. She was grumbling angrily under her breath, and blood leaked from her chest.
"Let me go! It's just a flesh wound! I'll heal! Plus, you aren't drifing my fan!"
He muttered something to her.
She started to struggle. "No HOSPITALS! It didn't hit my heart! I'm fine!"
He led the way to the van. We all got in. The drive was hours long. The dude, who hadn't said a word since I'd been there, drove, while the girl was muttering angrily in another language. I snickered. She sent me a glare that beat my mom's death glare by a long shot. I shuddered. Her lip curled up in anger.
"You get shot in the chest, and see how fun it is, newbie." She snapped. She had a thick accent, but I couldn't tell which kind.
I flinched. "What am I new to, exactly?"
"You'll find out later. Right now, my friend needs to start speeding, or I'll drife!"
The car sped up. Soon we got to a building. It was huge! Some dude with dark-colored hair came out with 6 or 7 people in all white.
"Chris, if you so much as touch me, I WILL hafe your head on a pike!" The girl snarled.
"In front of the newbies?" He asked innocently.
"Why not? It would teach them a lesson about messing with me." She glared at me.
"Touchy much?"
A dagger sunk hilt deep into the wall. "Don't test me, that was a warning throw."
The people in white took her away. Chris led us to a room.
"Stay."
The room had daggers stuck to two of the walls. There was a bed, and several doors. The dude that was with the girl took off a wig to reveal blond hair, wiped make-up off, and pulled out contacts. He turned to face us.
"I'm Niall!" He held a hand out.
Amy took it eagerly. "The Niall Horan who was kidnapped?!?!"
"Yes."
"You were kidnapped?" I asked.
"Yea, by Kat's enemies. Along with her and Angel." He replied.
"Who is Kat?" Am asked suspicously.
"Remember the girl who tried to bite his," He motioned to me, "head off?"
"Yea?"
"You met Kat. Not the best situation to meet her, but.... She is nice, but only to certain people."
"Meaning?" I asked.
"You weren't supposed to laugh at her. She was in a severe amount of pain."
"She didn't act like it!" I exclaimed.
"Assassins aren't supposed to." He said, sitting on the bed.
I stared at the door. The word echoed in my mind. 'Assassin. Assassin. Assassin.' I shuddered. If this girl, Kat, was an assassin, weren't we all in danger?
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1D Meets the Assassin
Fanfiction[Niall was sleeping on my bed. I sat beside him. "I'm so sorry Niall. I don't know what came over me. Would you please forgive me?" A tear slipped down my cheek. I felt horrible. I had hurt him. I gently stroked his hair. I knew he'd probably not wa...
