Assassin Reborn (Book 2)

Suprises (Part 1)

"Cause we started from the bottom now we're here," - Drake

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It took Mr. Pillar about 3 hours to drive back to the farm from Assassin Academy, and those 3 hours were filled with nothing but silence.

No one had the energy to talk, no one even wanted to talk, and I couldn't blame them.

We were supposed to go into AA and assassinate Theodore, or die trying, and then this mysterious man comes running in, gunning down the academy and telling us not to go through with our mission.

I don't know about you, but something's up, and my father seems to know something about the man who stopped us from going on and forth with our mission.

And I fully intent on confronting my father and asking him a great deal of question until I find out what I need to know. I don't like secrets, and as a show that I used to watch used to say;

'Only two can keep a secret if one of them is dead,'

I don't like killing people that I like, thats for sure.

"Father?" I said while running down the stairs lightly.

"Yes, Ray?" He returned.

"Who was that man who stopped us from killing Theodore?"

"Ray. Stop, I told you I might have ideas but-"

I cut him off, "'But' my ass," I mimicked him.

"Watch your tongue," he scolded.

"You have been hiding things from me, father, and you can believe me when I say that I don't appreciate it," I said while crossing my arms and leaning more heavily on my left foot, making my hip pop out.

"Don't pull a Sarah on me, Ray," my father said to me, but unlike all the other times, he didn't have that playful ring in his tone. He was serious.

"Dad, what happened?" I asked, he usually always had a smile on his face when he was talking about mom, but not this time.

"What do you mean, Raelyn?"

"Something's wrong with mom, isn't there?" I said confidently.

He sighed a heavy sigh and replied, "Ray, I didn't want to be the one to tell you this but..."

"But what, dad? Spit it out!"

"Your mother died about a week ago, she was on her mission and one of her prosthetic legs gave out, and then the man shot her. He shot her and there was nothing I could do about it,"

By this point my father was weeping, and even though I wanted to be mad at him for not telling me this sooner, I needed to comfort him right now.

"It's okay," I cooed at him, "it's alright. Shh,"

And even though my grief was overwhelming at the moment, I couldn't help but feel as if my father should be the once comforting me, not the other way around.

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"So that man was a friend of moms?" I asked my dad.

"Yeah," he said quickly, "and he contacted me before, too,"

My father spoke with a stuffy nose and red eyes, making me think back to the days where I would cry just because I couldn't throw my knife properly and it would never it the target.

"What did he say to you?" I asked.

"That bad things are coming, and that he wanted to help me, but, he didn't know how to protect everyone,"