Assassins Target // Dip Fanfiction

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Chapter One: "The Payment"
Damien's POV
October 8th, 2006
Sunday
6:04 P.M.

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"I heard you're the most skilled assassin in hell, and I need you to do this job for me." I looked at her, waiting for her to go on. She had diamond blue eyes and blonde hair with lighter blonde highlights. "Well, there's this kid. A seventeen year old. I had once known him when I was, I don't know, seven? Well, in third grade perhaps. He's a poor boy and an orphan who had moved to a town named South Park a while after my mothers death."

She paused for a moment, either from a sense of sadness inside of her or to make sure I was listening. I was, as I was looking at her as she told her story. I never minded people telling their stories of why they want someone dead, it gives more context and I enjoy hearing it. Hearing the bad things someone had done to another. Either way, I didn't care if the person didn't deserve to be killed.

"Later after her death I was killed, which landed me here. I had been poisoned by someone, and I still don't know who did it but he is one of my suspects. Indeed it can seem like he wouldn't hurt a fly, but you don't know people these days. I've never trusted him, he's always seemed somewhat suspicious but He is the reason my mothers dead. He was trying to protect me, yes, but I still love my mother."

I nodded my head every once in awhile as she spoke to show I was listening. I didn't have a solid opinion on this, although it doesn't matter. "He's a very unaccepted boy, I don't really go up to see what's happening but whenever I do I've always seen him being ridiculed. This is a bit important, though. Seeing it almost made me feel bad, but I need to make sure that if you do feel bad it wont get in the way of your task."

I've never really felt bad for anyone most of my life. Actually, I probably never have. Even when people have begged for their lives, it just made me feel alive to kill them. So, I doubted that would get in the way. "It won't get in the way, don't worry. Is there anything else I should know?"

"When he's gone, there won't be a search party. He's not valued enough for anyone to call." I nodded once more. I knew this would make my job easier. "So, if that's all, there's just a bit more I need to discuss with you." I told her, and then went on. "I don't want to risk ending up in jail, so it might end up taking awhile. If it's been one month in and you're getting impatient, I'll try to speed things up. If you have any questions, feel free to ask them now."

"Why can't you just do it? Say, why can't you just find him, get him into a room, and kill him, then leave?"

"Half of it is the work policies, then half is if I just appeared then someone died and I dissapear we it would be suspicious especially since I go to Earth many times to kill people. If I'm caught and put to jail it'd also risk my relationship with my father. He has control of the powers I have, and he can easily take that from me." I looked at her and she looked confused, so I added on one more thing. "If that leaves you confused, the rest I could explain is against the works policies to say to people who don't work at the company."

She still seemed a bit confused, but she nodded. "How much will I need to pay?" I spoke a second after her and told her: "Since it's a bit harder to access Earth since the transition can really affect demons health, it's gonna be more expensive. You'll be able to pay half up front then the other half after the jobs done but the price is gonna be 700,000 dollars. A persons life is worth one million to ten million dollars, so if you can't pay then you can come later when you have the money."

She nodded, which gave me a sign to think she had the money but I didn't know. "Can I pay through HellPay?"

"Yes." I said simply. I quickly told her the way to pay and she paid the three hundred thousand and five hundred dollars. She put her phone down and asked if it went through, I again replied with a "yes".

"The job will be started by next week, you'll be emailed once it's done." She smiled, a bit devilish, then extended her hand to shake mine. I quickly shook it and smiled at her; although it didn't show emotion. That wasn't a surprise for a demon to do, though, as demons don't experience much emotions.

I got her name from the payment information, and it read: "Estella Havisham". It was slightly recognizable, as I realized she had been from a very known wealthy family. I didn't remember if she was royalty or not, though.

A/N

Finally posting this because my friend wants to read it. I'll post a new chapter everyday, I have them premade.