I can't remember much. All I can recall is my name and the day I changed. Not change in a normal, from teen to adult change, no. This was a change that turned me into a merciless killer. An assassin, if you will. I remember the abuse I went through, the lies, the separation, and worst of all, the man I did it all for. The bastard. But, I can't really complain, I'm sure many people have said that about me many-a-time. Anyway, my bloodstained hands are my cross to bear. But, my reasons, my motives, selfishly intertwined with my rage and revenge polluted mind. But, before, I go into the recollection of my mistakes, let me tell you how this whole thing started; how I became what I am today. An assassin. This is the story of, the birth of an assassin.
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Birth of an Assassin
AdventureGenevieve Sung, sweet 16 and leading a typically normal life. However, at a formal engagement hosted at her school, her family's past comes to haunt it's fourth generation. She will have to go under the wing of the underground leader and destroy her...
