Forget them all..
Now its just you and me.I had to go back into the abandoned building to check the records, I found out that the last person to purchase the serione was someone named 'Damien stark'.
His address was stated there in the record, luck must be on my side because this was going to be easy, all I had to do was go there kill the Damien guy, retrieve the serione and give it back to Doctor f and if she keeps to her word, I'd be a free woman.
I wrote down the address on my palm and went on my way. The outside world was much different from the institute, the only time I was allowed to come out was during missions and our walks, this place seemed peaceful and didn't smell of regrets and murderers.
I arrived at the destined address, it was an apartment and at the bottom floor there was a bakery, I went up to the flats and met a pretty chubby girl with huge black curls."Good evening" I greeted with a closed eye smile.
"Hey, how can I help you" she replied, looking away as soon as our eyes met, she's coy.
"I'm looking for Damien stark, do you know him?" I asked and I watched as her whole demeanor changed.
"Who are you?"
"An old friend" I smiled. "Do you know him?"
"Yes" she replied eyeing me suspiciously.
"Marvellous, what flat is his?" I asked still smiling, I've been told that smiling makes people look less scary, but I feel like my smile does the opposite.
She scanned me, I was wearing the drug dealers clothes, I had a little blood on my hands and I probably reeked of alcohol.
"I-" she stopped when her eyes landed on a boy who was walking up the stairs, he reached the last stair and looked at us.
He had jet black hair that fell across his clear green eyes, he was tall and had a very nice and slender build, he was dressed in all black and looked like a wattpad character. He was beautiful."Damien" the girl whispered under her breath but quickly covered her mouth.
That was Damien?, how sad, I'd have to kill someone this beautiful, I almost felt pained.
"Who are you?" He asked, his voice was calm and void of emotion
"I'm busy, give me back the serione" I watched as his face grew darker but he tried to mask it.
"What if I don't know what your talking about?" He smiled and I rushed over to him and pinned him to the wall pressing my elbow against his neck.
"Then you'd just hasten your death, don't play games with me"
"Damien!! Let him go!" The coy girl cried from behind. He didn't even try to break free from my assault, not that he could anyways.
"Figured you guys would come after me" he smirked
"What?"
"You were sent by the A.S.S.A institute right?" He asked and I squinted, he knew about the institute? This guy had to go, but I needed the serione first.
"Get me the serione or I'll kill you"
"Go ahead" he said not looking the least bit scared, I liked him, but he had to go, I pulled out my pocket knife and was about to slice his throat, when the coy girl stopped me.
"No! Please! Here, take it" she said handing me the serione, I looked at her trembling hands and almost felt bad for her, she must like this boy, too bad I still had to kill him.
I was about to do just that when a deep voice from behind stopped me.
"What's going on?" The voice asked, I turned around and came face to face with an angel-like man, he had white shiny hair and a beautiful face, I stared into his emerald green eyes and it dawned on me, it was him, it was my white haired angel, my dream boy.
"A-andre?" I called out unsure and watched as his perfect lips pursed in confusion, did he remember me?.
His eyes went down to my hands and landed on the knife I was holding, his pupils dilated and all color drained from his6 face.Andre remembered her the moment his eyes landed on the knife she was holding, she was the raven haired demon child, the girl who killed his parents and she was holding the same knife, why was she here? To kill him? To kill Damien!
"Ahhh" he didn't seem to find his words.
"It's you!!" he yelled and grabbed her neck, his nightmare was standing right in front of him and he didn't know what to do.
16 was beyond confused, after 15 years of trying to find her dream boy, she finally did so why was this happening.
She skillfully got his hands off her and stepped back ready to fight, her eyes met his and her gaze softened, she couldn't fight him, she wanted to embrace him not hurt him, all the memories she had of him were good ones so she didn't understand this, she had to get out of there, she ran as fast as she could out of the apartment, forgetting about the mission.
When she was far enough from the apartment she bent down to catch some air, for some reason her heart ached."Did you get the serione?" Doctor f said from behind her, she turned around and scoffed, just what she needed.
"Here" she threw the serione at her "Now f**k off" she said and began to walk away.
"Where are you going, 16?" Doctor f called after her.
"Away, you told me if I got the serione back then I'd be free"
"I changed my mind" she said and some assassins from the institute stepped to light.
"Great."
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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...