Valentines pov
10 years ago
" hey sweetie do you remember how you got here" a women in blue nurse scrubs ask As 8 year old me wakes up in a hospital bed bruised and half alive.
"N.n.h" I try to speak but my throat is so dry it feels like razors are cutting at my throat
The lady quickly hands me a glass of water as I drink memories of the night before come back
" where's my family" I speak the question I already know the answer to
" oh sweetie let me get the doctor for you" she gives me a sad smile leaving me to my dreaded memories
The day before had been a normal day it started with breakfast with my mom dad and twin brother Vincent we laughed and ate
But then everything changed in a matter of minutes there was a knock on the door and my father went to answer it we herd what sounded like an altercation and all went to check on him
We were meet by three armed men and my father knocked unconscious
The three men advanced towards us and my mother threw her self at them which wasn't very wise seeing as there were three but she told us to run as soon as it happened
Me and my twin barley even made it a foot before we were captured with our parents
Everything happened in a flash my mother being raped and tortured in front of us
Then something changed in me I no longer was screaming or crying the second I seen my mothers lifeless head hit the pavement will forever be engraved in my head her beautiful blue eyes with the life fading from them were a mirror to my own identical blue ones the life also fading from them as she hit the ground with a loud thud
The men then advanced to me the next girl to do the same to me as they did my mother no doubt. My twin Vincent managed to get free and kick the advancing man in the balls causing him to collapse holding himself
" I can't decide if that was stupid or brave boy" the man said getting on his feet grabbing a handful of my brothers jet black hair lifting him to his hight he punched my brother in the stomach and a sickening crunch is heard as his ribs break he tosses him like a doll at my feet " we will save u two for last " he speaks making his way to our father
" please don't hurt them kill me just let my children live" he begs his black hair falling in front of his soft amber eyes
The man then proceeded to torture my father then breaking a bone on mine and my brothers body to torture him more by seeing his children in pain at some point I no longer felt the pain only the hatred for the men who are currently asking my father about his best friends company a company my father is partner of but he has nothing to do with the business itself just owns part of it!
The man kills my father with a knife across his throat just as my brother manages to unties my hands
I jump out of my chair no thoughts going through my head other then to kill these men
The men all look at me with a smile as they advance my brother tries to stand but can't do this broken ribs looking at him and the men one last time I make my. Move grabbing the chair I hit the closet man as hard as my little hands allow me to across the stomach grabbing his gun with surprising speed I hold it for a second surprised by its weight I look at the other two men who have stopped moving one is speaking but his words don't make it to my ears I squeeze the trigger shooting the man on his knees in the head turning aim to the other two men I pull the trigger faster than any of us expected I watch as the fall lifeless to the ground no emotion is what I feel as I stare at their bodies then to the bodies of my parents I feel empty knowing the only people to ever love me and my brother as gone I should be crying but I can't bring my self to cry anymore
10 years ago
that was the last time I allowed my self to have any emotion or care for anyone other than my brother after our parents died we were sent to an orphanage were we got beaten and treated like shit I was always fighting with the other kids but then one day a man in his 50s named George adopted both me and my brother saying he sees potential in us
He say the potential to kill in me my brother is a genius and not a killer like me
We bother where trained like beast from the age of 8 and now have made names for ourselves as the best assassin in the world me being the deadliest and my brother being them most cunning
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" so this mission is kinda close to home" George says as he talks about our new assignment
we are supposed to take down this business man who so happens to be a fraud he's also mafia boss playing business
Which is no surprise we take care of this kinda thing alott. Only this time we need information so it requires undercover work
which is more Vincent's forte seeing as he has emotions unlike myself who hasn't shed a tear since that day 10 years ago
" the man I want you to extract information from and kill is Charles wright" he speaks watching 'em and my brother closely
Charles wright he is my father old business partner the reason my father and mother were murdered a selfish prick
" finally some excitement " my smooth calm voice betraying the words I just spoke
" I'm ready to kill that bastard the second I see him it's over" Vincent starts
" and this is why you will not be going undercover this time Vincent "
" buttt"
" no you are to emotional your sister will do a better job at controlling her hatred" George speaks leaving no room for arguing
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Emotionless love
General FictionYoung assassin Valentine goes undercover as an assistant for a bossy unforgiving women what happens when Valentine has to control her murderous rage and not killer the breathtaking boss lady