𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞

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'My mother would always say to me, little me that is...the world is like an oyster.

It would mean that the world is something that allows you to do anything you wish or go wherever your heart desires. You had the freedom to do so.

I for one...refuse to believe that's true. I see the world as something that's endured, as something that ends up being corrupted by those blinded by power and as something that ends taking what you value most.

I am a woman who has loved and lost, a woman who has faced the hardships in life. Heck, I've lasted fifty five years through it all.

If you think I'm just exaggerating, tell me...have you ever had to watch lives slowly slip away? Feel that guilt of how you could've done more to keep them alive? However...

I do admire the blood slip, gives the adrenaline rush you need.

And well, I guess the only way to start this story is...where the hardship began.'

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"Where is he?" Victoria questioned, playing with her telekinetic powers as she levitated stuff in her room.  Victoria worked with Number Five, known as the best agent in the Commission, well...other than Victoria since she had been in the business longer than he had. They had built a close connection ever since Five joined, working in the same department; removing people that were a threat to the timeline. However, he had been sent on a mission earlier that day and was gone for quite a while, a bit longer than usual. "It's just one shot, how long does it take? I mean, it's no different than when I had to put a bullet in a dude, who tried to kill some great a**holes." Victoria chuckled but then stopped in realisation. "Then again, they did end up dead the next week." 

Victoria finally had enough of waiting, walking down to the main room to try and see if he had already arrived. She passed people on the way, asking the question, but people just cowered away from her due to her scary attitude. Basically, Victoria was known as someone who was able to have a snarky attitude, and sometimes not very nice to people. Sometimes people wondered how Five could even handle being around Victoria, let alone have a conversation with her.

After all, Victoria was appointed at a young age; no parental figures.  

"Hey, old red-head." Victoria turned to see Lila. Lila and Victoria were attached at the hip the day that the Handler had brought her back. The red-head didn't trust that woman, at all. True, she did save her from her situation and gave her a place/job. However, The Handler was always so pushy with her, and tried to make it seem as in a friendly way. God, if she wasn't her employer, she would slit her throat in front of everyone. So, when she put together the pieces of her plan with the young girl, Victoria decided to take Lila under her wing; making it a facade as to order her around, so the Handler could complete her shady ways. Instead, Victoria was raising her like a proper person.

She would teach her, read to her, feed her and always make sure she was safe at the end of the day. Of course, she also taught her how to be like her field, an assassin. Victoria wouldn't teach Lila HER ways; that's what made Victoria unique. She had her own set of rules, and dare anyone to cross her when it came to them. She simply taught her the basics...of course, making sure she wasn't exactly like the normal agents, just slightly better than them but not at her level. The two formed a close kinship, as if they were sisters. Victoria, as the elder, was protective of Lila and loyal to her, whilst Lila as the youngest was caring to the red-head and always there to comfort her with her words.

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