Late at night lights were blaring in a stadium. On the stage of that stadium was a male idol with a long low ponytail was performing for all his fans. With each step the fans watching the concert cheered on their favorite idol. Everyone loved him as he sang and danced. He seemed to enjoy the concert as well.
After the concert ended the idol was backstage in his dressing room wiping the sweat from his brow. Suddenly there was knock at the door. The idol opened the door and saw his manager. "Gimme a minute. I'll deal with your yelling after I change into something comfortable," The idol said. The manager put a hand on his hip with a smirk on his face. "Kidding kidding. Come on in CJ," The idol said. The idol's manager walked in and sat down on the couch in the dressing room. "Amazing show right?" The idol asked. "Better than amazing. It was perfect," CJ said. The idol chuckled. "Well what did you expect of everyone's favorite idol?" He asked rhetorically. CJ chuckled. The idol's phone vibrated and he picked it up. "Oh dear god," The idol said. "What is it?" CJ asked. "Nothing. Personal stuff. But I do have to leave," The idol said. CJ nodded before letting the idol leave.
The idol while in his limo quickly changed into a black outfit that hid his face and hair. He got a call and answered. "Hello?" The idol said. "Hello. Are you on your way?" The caller said. "Yes I am. Don't worry," The idol said. "Good boy," The caller said before hanging up. The idol put his phone away and took out a gun. He hid the gun and opened the partition between him and the driver. "Drop me off here please," The idol said. "Are you sure sir?" The driver asked. "Would I tell you to do it if I wasn't?" The idol asked rhetorically. The driver parked and let the idol out. "I'll call if I need you," The idol said. The limo drove away and the idol went to a nearby building and climbed the fire escape to the roof.
The idol took out his gun and aimed. He was aiming for a very rich woman leaning her back against a window. Unfortunately for the woman the idol never missed a shot. The idol pulled the trigger and fired his bullet straight through the woman's skull and she dropped dead. The idol/assassin quickly got out of sight just in case of possible witnesses.
The idol had called his limo and gotten back to his penthouse. He called the caller from earlier. "There the job's done. The corpse is rotting in her home," The idol said. "Good job my favorite assassin," The caller said before hanging up. The idol threw his phone on the sofa. He took out his gun and held it to his head but put it down immediately. "Whatever. I just need to be..."
Trix Valkyrie: Assassin of an Idol
