The Mission

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Chapter 5

The Mission

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I scowled and trudged up the mountain.

The sun rose high above my head; glaring at my back and head. The scent of dirt and forest was all around me. I hate this ridiculous climb. I hate this stupid mountain. I hate the damn sun. and I hate the world.

Sweat rolled down my face as I panted. I placed my foot on a rock and to my sheer luck, it didn't stay put and I fell.

I struck out my hand to grab the nearest thing to me.

Which happened to be Bel.

We tumbled and fell, rolling down the mountain and landed in a twisted heap.

"Get off." I uttered out.

Bel got off my back. I sucked in the much needed air and stood up; dusting the dirt and twigs out of my hair and clothes.

"I hate this place." I grumbled.

"The Prince hates it more than the Principessa." Bel remarked.

"Yeah right." I scoffed. "You'll have your fun once you get to kill our hits."

A year has passed since I first arrived and was told (forced) to work at the Varia. Shortly after pranking Lussuria, Squalo, and Levi, Bel and I were sent on a mission to take out a client and his gang.

It was the first time I actually killed.

I would be lying if I didn't have any nightmares and hallucinations.

But, I eventually (is that normal?) got used to it.

Right now, Bel and I were sent on a mission by Xanxus. At first I flat out refused him. Then after he pulled out his guns, I instantly agreed.

I huffed as we trekked back up the mountain. And eventually reached the top. But not after another slip, chased by bears, chased by bees (Bel's fault), a freak of nature mudslide, a journey down the waterfall (damn moss), and poisonous snakes.(To which I screamed at the top of my lungs when one of those fucking monsters fell on my head).

We hid in the bushes near the luxurious mansion. Crouching low. There were camera's everywhere, as were as security guards. What made it harder was we were going to break in, in the middle of the fucking day.

At least it's around 1 to 2 PM right now. This is the normal time where the human brain tends to shut off and get all sleepy and shit.

I dressed similarly to Bel. The same black jacket but without the white bands. Blue hoodie underneath the jacket and a black skirt (Lussuria's doing) with a loosely strapped red belt along with little chains. Black knee length boots, laced like Bel's. And knee length striped long socks. I secretly wore shorts underneath my skirt. There was no way that I would fight without shorts underneath. Otherwise I would be flashing. And unlike Adelheid, I don't have that kind of uncaringness or confidence or whatever you want to call it.

I pulled out a certain cherry hairclip from the pockets of my Varia jacket.

Enma got me this hairclip on our fifth birthday. It made me tear up. I just never had the courage to wear it. I'm not Mami. I took Mami's place. Ripped her away from a very short-lived life. I don't deserve to be Enma's Mami. (Gods that sounded weird).

I clutched the hairclip tightly.

Wish me luck, Enma. I don't want to die. Not yet. Not when I still have so many things to do and questions I want answered.

"So what's your glorious, there's no way that it's going to work, plan?" I mocked after my little prayer to my good luck charm before I stuffed it back in my pocket.

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