The mind chooses to forget what it doesn't want to remember.
A/N: The dreams and flashbacks of characters will be written in italics.
16's POV
A snow drop fell on the edge of my nose and brought me to my senses, it was snowing heavily and I was freezing cold.
Where was I? I studied my surrounding and all I saw were hills of snow.
"My baby" a woman cried out, she looked tense, like she was looking for something. When her eyes landed on me she smiled and rushed over.
"Oh thank goodness" she breathed and picked me up with her bloody trembling hands.
"Mama" I called out, this woman was my mother, I felt it.
"Stay put and close your eyes, mama will be done with the bad guys in a minute" she said with a closed eye smile.
She ran to the group of bad people with her needle, even though she told me to close my eyes, I couldn't I was allured by her. She was strong and very skilled with her needles. In just three minutes she had killed over ten people.
She looked tired and out of breath and she had gotten an injury on her head but nevertheless she placed the needle in her hair and ran to me.
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A.S.S.A 16 [Editing]
Teen Fiction16 is a trained assassin that works under the A.S.S.A institute. She's spent 17 years at the institute and can't remember much about her life before she became an assassin, but there is one person she hasn't forgotten. Andre, the white haired boy w...
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