The Assassin's Curse

Prologue

A cry echos through the walls, but when the glowing spirit had flew through a panic rose, the spirit black and cracked, the mother of the little white haired baby tried to shoo it away, but it had fled inside the desired target, the father, who was born with the same thing, was proud of his newborn murderous baby. the young child had opened his eyes, little glowing green eyes begun to show before the glow fades. making they eyes a soft leaf green, the mother knowing the name that would have the young child desired in the village, for green eyes were rare, both of the parents having blue, they believe that it was the spirit. but loving him anyways. Leif, Leif Coal Wind-wood, a perfect little boy. only he wasn't perfect... he was.....CURSED... a little boy who could never fall in love, or survive without killing... he would have a rare power, blinking, being able to teleport in the blink of an eye. and the rarest eyes in the village, he wouldn't be gifted as they would think... he would be cursed beyond anyone's beliefs. the mother had held the child close with a cry "my poor baby! this wasn't supposed to happen!" she cried out, the father rolling his eyes with a laugh "You will be a fantastic assassin my little boy!" the father had let out, overjoyed by the cursed child, he didn't believe the child was cursed, he always thought curses were a gift. but he was oh so very wrong. years begun to pass, sitting up, rolling over, crawling, standing up, walking, first words, first sentence, immediate fame in the village, learning to fight, learning to kill, killing his first victim, turning 10, getting his first weapon, turning 16... getting called to Asch to be an assassin...