Hidden Identities

Chapter 7

I dressed in a black tank top and black shorts, just in case I started to sweat. Black worn out converse, my hair in a ponytail. I was ready to go out and get killed, or survive and get my powers back. I opened my bed room door, then walked into the living room where Dallas was sitting down at the table playing with the puppy.

He looked so sweet and kind toward the animal, making faces at her and talking in a baby voice. It was cute but it wasn't going to last long. I cleared my throat, he stopped and turn his head to look at me. He started gaping at my apparel, I walked past him into the kitchen, his eyes followed. I pulled some of the hamburger meat from the fridge, warmed it up on a paper towel and put it on the table for the puppy to eat.

It quickly wobbled over and started munching on the meat, I picked the puppy up, then put it on the ground. Then I put the food on the ground so she could keep eating. I walked over to the door and turned back to Dallas.

He looked at the puppy with loving eyes, he must have really loved animals. I cleared my throat again, he looked over at me.

" so...are you coming or not "

He got up and walked towards me, he didn't get to close though. I opened the door and waited for him to exit before I locked it. We walked down the empty hallway, he walked significantly slower and much cooler than I did. As soon as we went down the main stairway the temperature dropped, it must have been around 50 degrees Fahrenheit. So much for the shorts, but it was okay; the cold never bothered me anyway, the adrenalin pulsing through my veins was enough to keep me warm. 

As we arrived outside of the building, I stopped and looked around. There was fog, everywhere and it was as thick as a sheet of snow. A step in one direction could lead you into another and somehow you could end up lost, very lost. 

" so, where are these transmitter things? " I asked Dallas who was staring me down and wondering why I was not cold. 

" I can't see in this kind of weather, you'll have to wait until it clears "

" I don't have that kind of time Dallas, there's another assassin after me. Plus if I don't get out of the city, my own powers will betray me. I can do this on my own, But if I leave, you will never have the chance to kill me. " I snapped at him

" there's one a couple of blocks away from here, east. " he stated. 

" thank you. "

I headed east with him following closely behind me, even though I couldn't see two feet ahead of me. I relied on my powers, but they weakened as we got closer. I reached the point where I couldn't tell which direction was which and I could already smell the metallic scent of blood in my nose. 

I stopped for a second to let the nausea in my stomach pass, how was I even going to get close to the thing without getting sick in the process. 

" you okay? " Dallas asked

" yeah, just fine. " I replied somewhat sarcastically.

I started walking again over to have the feeling wash over me again. I had to stop, maybe I did need Dallas after all. 

" hey, Dallas. Is it possible.....that you could....maybe....destroy the transmitter? "

He looked at me like I was crazy, I probably was. I just threatened him a few minutes ago, now I was asking for his help. He took a long sigh and said 

" fine. But you owe me. "

With that he walked into the fog, disappearing with every step. I let out a long groan, the feeling still hadn't gone away. But that wasn't the only feeling that I had, I was still confused. I had tossed my feelings for Dallas into a corner and just left them there, now for some reason I was bossing him around. How did it even get to this point? He is suppose to be my murderer not my lackey. 

Seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours. I was wondering if he would ever come back, maybe he was caught and killed or something. I considered heading in the direction he went, but I knew I would get lost without my powers. Doubt was filling my mind and anxiety in my body. 

A few more seconds passed before I got up and started taking steps in the direction he went. I could hear footsteps, just ahead of me and a wave of relief rushed through my body. 

" I thought you would never come back! " I yelled at him. thought he wasn't to far away. Strangely enough I hadn't felt an once of my power come back, I still felt incredibly weak. 

As he got closer his shadow in the fog grew bigger and bigger till I noticed it wasn't Dallas, he was much bigger. I could see in his hand the shine of a dagger, it was that guy again. The other assassin. 

I wished he could get closer so I could see his face, but that would result in my death. I backed up with every step he took, this guy could beat me even with my powers. I wonder who taught him everything, there was no time to think about that though.

" of course I would come back, I always finish a job. " he grunted which sounded like a smug laugh.

If I turned to run he would have already thrown a couple of daggers and killed me easily. So I just kept backing up and engaging in his little threat of a conversation. 

" Really? What if one of your little jobs.....finished you? " I led on.

" that's not going to happen little girl. " his response made me cringe. 

" are you sure big boy? " his grit his teeth, showing he was visibly angry. Maybe I shouldn't have said that, it might have changed the direction that this fight was heading. 

With a swift flick of his wrist he threw one of the daggers in my way, I dodged it precisely then he threw another one which grazed my hand. I drew it back and held it in my other, hissing in pain. 

I glanced back at my hand for a few seconds, it slowly but surely started to heal. My powers started to come back, slowly. I grinned, Dallas actually did it. The guy threw another dagger, when I wasn't paying attention. It hit me straight in the leg, I fell to one knee and loudly screamed in pain. Though there was not one to hear me, at least that's what I thought.

I pulled the dagger out and let the wound heal, then I raised my hand and clenched it into a fist. Pulling all the power into it, around my hand plasma started to form. 

" okay.....it's my turn " I laughed

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A/N:

Sorry it took so long, but I am a huge procrastinator and I never have time anymore. But I will keep writing, even if it is the death of me. I hope you guys like this long awaited chapter, even though it's not ever long itself. It's not very heavily grammar checked so don't blame me if you find a typo or two. Or three......

- LostVixen3