Mila Babinski is the most deadly assassin the underground has seen in years... all the mobsters fear her... she even fears herself. Mila lost everyone she ever cared for at a young age and the time has now finally come to get her revenge. But when...
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Echoing through the dimly lit, cobbled hallway, my footsteps fill the eerie atmosphere. Ghastly figures sit slumped in the tiny cells on either side of the path. Most of them with missing fingers and toes, left to wither away until they give us more information. Unfortunately, for them when they do, they become a liability and I give them a quick swift death to put them out of their misery.
"We caught one of the men who has been infiltrating our deliveries at the docks." Dimitri informs me as he follows me to where the unfortunate prisoner sits tied to the chair that is positioned in the centre of the heinous cage.
Unlocking the barred door, I signal for Dimitri to observe from afar whilst I try to drag every last drop of information out of him about who is interfering with our weapon shipments.
Intoxicating fumes of sewage and decay surround me as I enter and my gaze sets upon the lanky figure that is restricted by the thick rope that bounds him. He hangs his head low - already wore down by the multiple beatings from the other men who do Dimitri's dirty work like the little bitches they are.
Dimitri is a manipulative coward who never gets his hands dirty but likes to fucking bark orders at everyone around him. I might act like he has me tightly on his leash but I only do as he tells me because he took me in and looked after me when I had no one else - after this final mission, when I can finally get my closure after all these years, I will most definitely stop running after him like his little lap dog.
Slowly, I approach the vulnerable captive and grip his chin forcefully so that he's looking at me. Whilst adjusting to the light, his brown eyes creep open allowing him to get a proper look of who I am. As predicted, he starts to squirm and move away from my hold.
Many people in the underground world know of my adventurous, menacing ways to torture those doomed souls for information - to which I don't stop until I have everything I want. I am the most feared assassin to this date and those who stumble across me have no hope of coming out alive.
Ever since I was little, I was taught basic defence skills to protect me from papa's enemies and I had a natural talent for it but when Dimitri took me in, he created me into this monster who blocks out all of its feelings and gets the job done with no remorse.
Leaving me in cold, dark rooms to starve for days until he would bring traitors in for me to kill with my bare hands. When I wasn't starving or brutally ending people's lives, he would bound me to the wall with chains and torture me with all sorts toys he had. Most of my scars are from the whippings he would give me. He turned me into this animalistic creature who lurked in the shadows awaiting to catch my helpless prey.
Of course when he trained Zasha he wasn't as harsh with her as he was with me but she was still mentally and physically tortured and we both resent him for all he has done to us in our 23 years on this earth.
