"Live, laugh, love. Doesn't work? Load, aim, fire."
S E L E N E C A L L A S
"Vincenzo Guerra and Selene Callas."
My heart froze.
My identity as an assassin would be revealed if he came to my house.
At the corner of my eye, I saw Vincenzo walking towards me.
He cleared his throat. "Do you...want to meet up after school?"
"Whose house?"
"Uh, mine is fine, I guess."
I let out a sigh of relief.
"Okay."
The bell rang soon enough. It was the end of the day. We barely got anything done.
Chatter started filling the halls, laughter and footsteps audible everywhere.
Someone tapped my shoulder. I turned. Vincenzo.
"I can drive you to my house if you want."
I hesitated. "I need to text someone first."
I took out my phone and texted my brother.
Selene: Going to a classmate's house for school. Be back in an hour or two.
Chrissy🖤: Okay. Send me the address just in case it takes too long.
Selene: I'm not sending it to you. I don't want my crazy 32-year-old brother barging into my classmate's house.
Chrissy🖤: Okay, then is your classmate a girl or a boy?
Selene: Boy.
Chrissy🖤: Send me the address.
Selene: In your dreams. See ya later.
I turned off my phone and shoved it in my pocket. "Okay, we can go now."
He nodded. "Follow me."
I followed him to his car. It looked insanely expensive.
"Uh, where do I sit?"
"On a seat."
I rolled my eyes. I eventually sat at the back.
Silence filled the car. Awkward.
His finger started tapping on the wheel as he began to drive.
He cleared his throat. "So, why do you think I'm part of the Italian Mafia?" Cause I work with them, I thought.
"I just know," I replied, turning towards the window.
"And how, exactly, do you know?"
I stayed silent for a while. "You wouldn't believe me."
V I N C E N Z O G U E R R A
She was silent for a few moments. "You wouldn't believe me."
We arrived a few minutes later.
I got out of the car. The way she moved and talked reminded me of the Masked Assassin, our closest ally.
I tried not to think of it much, but her eyes were the same as Death. That was the Masked Assassin's nickname.
She noticed me staring. Shit. I cleared my throat.
I walked inside, her following me. I took out my extra keys and opened the door.
The second I entered, I heard Alessia scream my name. "ENZO! WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG?!"
"I brought a classmate."
Alessia walked over to us. "SELENE!!!" she exclaimed.
I mentally rolled my eyes.
"How long is she gonna be here?" she asked.
"Maybe one or two hours, I think," Selene replied.
Alessia grinned. "This will be fun."
A L E S S I A G U E R R A
Time passed, and Enzo started to soften up on Selene. Selene seemed like she knew everything around here.
I didn't know if it was just me, but Selene really reminded me of the Masked Assassin. I refused to believe it, though.
My phone rang at the same time Enzo's did. Enzo declined the call and nodded towards me. I checked the contact number. It was Father.
I answered the phone. "Ciao? [Hello?]"
"Alessia, la mia guardia del corpo più forte si sta dirigendo verso casa: il suo nome in codice è Mietitore. [Alessia, my strongest bodyguard is heading to the house—his codename's Reaper.]"
"Ok, quando arriverà? [Okay, when's he going to arrive?]"
"5 minuti. [5 minutes]" he replied.
I sighed. "Okay. Ciao. [Bye.]"
Enzo turned to me. "Chi viene? [Who's coming?]"
"La guardia del corpo più forte di mio padre. Ha una missione. [Father's strongest bodyguard. He has a mission.]" I replied.
Selene looked confused. I can read people, and I'm not going to lie, but it kinda looked fake.
"What?" she asked.
"Someone's coming over."
Selene frowned. "How long until they're gonna come? Should I leave? I don't think my brother will mind if I go early..."
Enzo sighed. "No, it's fine. You can stay. I don't think they'll mind if we have an extra person over..."
They continued to chat about the science project, then it started to become an argument.
"The volcano's a classic!" Enzo argued.
Selene threw her arms up in frustration. "Exactly! Everyone's gonna do the volcano! We could just make a hologram! That's so much cooler!"
"Yeah, but it's gonna take forever!" Enzo fired back.
They continued yapping.
I sighed. This was giving me a headache.
Soon enough, the doorbell rang.
I opened the door.
The person's eyes widened.
"Selene?!"
Selene froze.
"Chris?"
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THE HUNT
General FictionTrigger Warnings: - Gore - Death - Mentions of raping - Mature Scenes - Mature Language/Swearing - Alcohol Use - Drug Abuse ━━ ˖°˖ ☾☆☽ ˖°˖ ━━ Selene Callas. 17 years old. Undercover assassin. Her assassin name is the Masked Assasin (Death). Skilled...