If I'm going to die
I want it to be by your hands"Stop running your just going to wear yourself out" I said, the place were he punched me itched, I was surprised he was able to land a blow on me. I guess when your desperate to live, you move at Godspeed.
He ran into a room and hid somewhere I couldn't find him, "Damn, I don't have time for this" I said to myself, "Come on out, I promise to make your death swift" I said trying to lure him out but I got no response, I listened and heard shaky breaths coming from behind a table, an evil smile crept on my face as I slowly walked over to where he was hiding, he was crouched down and fear was written all over his face.
"There you are" I said with a closed eye smile.
"How.....much is the person who sent you to kill me paying you?....... I-i'll pay you double" he said trying to compose himself.It's always the same reaction, first they try negotiating, "No, but thanks for the kind offer" I said loading my gun
"P-please don't kill me......I'll do anything" secondly they beg for their life
"I don't need anything from you" I said with a small smile
"Who sent you to kill me and why do they want me dead?" he said adding a little more base to his voice. Thirdly they try to buy themselves more time. "The government, apparently you know too much" I said answering his questions"Those bastards.." he cursed under his breath
"I know right" I said pointing the gun to his head"Wait!.....if....if your gonna kill me...please let me say goodbye to my wife" he begged tears welling up in his eyes. And finally they ask for their death wish
"I would have said yes, but...you've wasted enough of my time" I said and pulled the trigger, the loud sound of a gunshot was not new to me, if anything it was like a catchy song that kept playing on repeat in my head.
I bent down and searched the dead body for his phone and when I found it I saw missed calls from someone he saved as 'Love of my life'.
"How cheesy" I said out loud with a snort, I tapped on it and on the first ring she picked up.
"Hello, Dave where have you been?, I've been calling, I was so worried about you" she said in a relieved tone
"Dave is dead, come early if you still want to meet his body" I said and hung up, she called back immediately, I ignored it and threw the phone to the ground destroying it in the process.
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I sat on my bed and stared at the empty room, all that was in it was my bed and a small wooden stool, the walls were painted white and the door was also white making it blend in with the room.
A small knock was heard from the other side of the door.
"Come in" I said already knowing who it was, Doctor flora walked in with a tray in her hand, on the tray was a cup."Here you go, drink up so you can regain your energy" she said and placed the cup on the stool, while holding the tray to her chest.
"Thank you doctor f, but this isn't what I want" I said and gave a familiar stare
"He says your not ready yet" she said calmly, my fists tighten
"I've been here for seventeen years, when am I going to be ready?" I glared
"When he says you are" she said picking up the cup and stretching it towards me, urging me to drink.
"Get out" I smacked the cup out of her hand, causing it to break and stain the floor with it's contents.
"You are not a kid anymore 16" she said angrily, I stood up and leaned closer to her
"Get out or.....I'll kill you" I said menacingly, I felt her whole body tense, she looked into my eyes as if trying to see if I was being serious, when she saw that I was, she got up and left without another word.
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I was on my bed thinking when someone opened the door, I jerked up to see who the intruder was and froze when I saw it was Mr Lucas the one who ran this institute, he was the one that brought me here when I was little and he acted like a father to every A.S.S.A in this institute
"Mr.....i mean...father" I quickly corrected myself, he preferred everyone of us calling him father and not Mr Lucas
"I heard what you did to doctor flora" he said in a calm tone not moving an inch
"Father, I don't want to be here anymore... I think its time I start living in the outside world, I'd still be working but not while living here" I said gathering all of my courage.
"Why? is it because of that Andre boy.....again? you want to find him?" he asked and I slowly nodded, I came to this institute at the age of 3 so I don't remember much about my life from before I became an assassin... But Andre never left my memory, his white hair and emerald green eyes are a clear picture in my head.
"Come here" he said opening his arms and without hesitation I walked into his arms, he gently stroked my hair and I tried to ignore the uneasiness that was slowly growing inside me.
"Did i ever tell you what happened to Assa 5 and 10?" He asked and I shook my head, 5 and 10 were one of the best assassins in this institute, they were my role models when I was little, I thought they were cool because they endured all the harsh training without a single tear.When they got a little older, it was obvious that they were in love with each other, they left the institute and were never heard of again.
"They thought they were ready for the outside world , but they weren't... they died a week after they left" he said calmly, my head was on his chest, his heartbeat was steady and slow, means he was telling the truth.
"How did they die?" I asked and I heard a slight shift in the rhythm of his heartbeat but in a second it was back to normal, some might not have noticed, but I was trained to read people's heartbeat.
"That is not important" he said still stroking my hair
"But.." I yelped when he gripped my hair tightly and yanked it causing me to look at him.
"You will be ready to leave when I say you are ready 16 and I don't want to hear another word about leaving, do I make myself clear?" he said still tightly gripping my hair.
"Fine" I said with a hidden smile.

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A.S.S.A 16 [Editing]
Teen Fiction16 is a trained assassin that works under the A.S.S.A institute. She's spent 17 years at the institute and can't remember much about her life before she became an assassin, but there is one person she hasn't forgotten. Andre, the white haired boy w...