This is my first assassin story please tell me what you guys think.
Chapter 1:
"Mommy please don't hurt me. I'm sorry!"
"Sorry doesn't fix my three hundred dollar dress!" The woman slapped the little girl.
"Mom don't hit her she apologized!" A teenage boy ran to the little girl and picked her up.
"Ugh, don't touch that thing Zak." The woman's face was filled with such disgust and hatred, you wouldn't believe she was a mother at all.
"Maybe we should put her out of her misery and end her life." A man spoke to the woman as if he were discussing the weather.
"Father how could you say that!" The boy yelled at his father. The man scoffed and kicked the girl, knocking her back down. "She's a worthless piece of trash."
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I woke with a start when I heard the metal fence rattling. My dress was torn and dirty. I hadn't eaten in weeks. I stood on my thin legs and wondered out of the alley I was sleeping in.It was dark out side but I wasn't scared. I learned to not be afraid of anything. Not even abandoned streets. I learned to fight. I learned how to survive.
I was walking past a doughnut shop when my stomach growled. I looked through the window to see hundreds of different types of doughnuts. I knew I couldn't go in and steal one because the guy that owns the place has a gun. Every store or shop owner has a weapon of some kind around here.
A man walked up to the door of the shop. He reached for the doorknob but stopped when he saw me. I eyed him cautiously not sure weather to run, fight, or rob him. I was looking for a weapon when I caught a glance at the doughnuts again. My stomach growled and my mouth started to water.
"Are you hungry?" The man asked.
I whipped my head back to the stranger, but nodded my head 'yes'. My stomach growled again.
"Come with me and I'll buy you a doughnut, kid." He opened the door and gestured for me to walk inside. The smell of the place was like heaven.
"Pick one and I'll buy it for you." I smiled at him and pointed to a doughnut that had white stuff in it with lots of colorful things on top.
"Two sprinkled doughnuts and two glazed." The man pulled money out of his wallet and gave it to the cashier lady. We sat at one of the tables and waited for our snacks.
"What's a kid like you doing out on the streets?" That was the question that was the start of my new life. When I told him my story he asked me another question.
"Do you want revenge?" He looked me straight in the eyes.
I didn't hesitate to answer,"Yes."
"Then come with me."
That was how the greatest assassin to ever live began. I am the bringer of death and destruction. I am Armageddon. I am Chaos.
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