1D Meets the Assassin

Misconceptions -Raymond

I sat at my desk impatiently. Couldn't they bring Katara in already? It had been two years since she killed my brother. She had, after all, done me a favor. My brother had been a stupid waste of space. Finally, the door opened. A young girl struggled against my workers. She was wearing all black. Her lip was busted, but my workers seemed to be worse. Jane had a black eye and Adam's wrist looked off center. Katara probably broke it. They pushed her into the desk. She snarled and jumped towards them. They shut the door. She hit it, splintering some of the wood. I smiled. Girl was tough. She pulled out all of the shards of wood that were embedded into her skin. I smirked when she stood up.

"Having fun?" I asked.

"Who the-" She spun to face me. "Wait a minute. You're dead. I killed you."

"You killed my brother, Nate, not me."

"And you are?"

"Raymond. Sit down. I don't bite, hard."

"Touch me and I will." She growled as she sat down.

"So, I wanted to thank you."

"For?"

"Killing off my brother. He was a hopeless cause. And also for the entertainment a few minutes ago."

She grimaced, obviously not liking my idea of entertainment. I waited for her to speak. She would when she wanted to.

"So.....Does that mean I can leafe?"

"Nope."

"Why not?"

"I heard you were worth a good price in what we call "The Underworld." I am thinking about selling you off."

"So sell me to HYDE. I don't care."

"Not HYDE, SHINE."

She went pale. I wondered what was wrong with them. Then again, I hadn't ever been trapped there. She bit her lip anxiously. Her emotions swept across her face before disappearing again. The main one I had seen was fear. Whatever SHINE did must have been bad, because Katara seemed a lot less resistant than before. I watched her silently break down. A single tear traced her cheek before she wiped it away.

"Will you let Marcus go?"

"Of course, if you go willingly, that is."

"Done."

"Good. You know Katara, you seem like SHINE wasn't a good place for you. Can I know why?"

"No." She said flatly.

"Why not?"

"No. I will not say anything."

"Oh, well-"

A girl busted the door down with a sock and screamed in Greek. I smirked. It was Katara's best friend, Pyro. One of my guards grabbed her. She broke his nose with the sock.

"What is in that thing?" I asked.

She giggled something in greek. I translated it into English. Butter. I could believe it completely. One of my guards knocked her out with a tire iron. She sighed something in Greek that translated into "kill all the babies! PAINFULLY!" My guards looked shocked. Katara looked confused.

"What did she say?"

"Ummmmm-"

"What did she say?"

"Kill all the babies!"

"That's normal, wait.... PYRO!" Katara yelled.

Katara kicked Pyro in the side. Pyro rolled over.