Chapter 1 - Seriously?

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*footsteps*

"Did you get him?"

"He's here, sir, just in the other room."

"Finally."

"... Get my gun and meet me in there."

*Door creak*

"..."

"Long time no see."

"T-t-that.. v-v-voice-... o-o-oj!?"

"You haven't changed at all Bomb, look at you!"

"W-w-why am I-I here!?"

"You never wondered why you weren't?"

"..."

"Here you go, sir."

"Thank you, Taco."

*shotgun reload*

"Listen here, Bomb."

Oj tilts bomb's head with the gun for him to look at Oj directly

"I don't care how long it was ever since we broke up, but I'm not gonna fucking forget every little shitty thing you did to me."

"I-I-"

"Oh yea, don't spew out bullshit yet, im not done. I could've just moved on, you know?.. But you just had to move through me just to make my life miserable."

"..."

"Seriously? Not even one. "I'm sorry." Yet?"

"..."

"I fucking hate you."

*BANG*






August 13th

Nickel headed through a narrow hallway, dim lights and a bunch of doors, most of the time that place smelled like rotting blood, Nickel didn't mind it, he was used to the smell by now, he'd been hired to be an assassin ever since he was 15.

He got an urgent message from Oj to immediately come to his office, "probably a new target." Nickel thought to himself.

He slowly walked closer to Ojs office, stepping in front of the door, Nickel dusted himself a bit and fixed his tie as he opened the door and walked.

To Nickel, Oj was like a father figure towards him, since his own dad left and his mom had to soon remarry another man that had a kid way older than Nickel, that's when Nickel started to get treated unfairly, he hated that man who is his so-called "Dad", the same man who hurt him.

Nickel gave out a glance at Oj with a cheeky smile.

"Alright, oldie, who is it you got for me?" Nickel playfully said as he walked closer to Ojs table.

"How rude of you to address me like that, but sit down." Oj gestured Nickel to sit on the chair in front of his table.

Nickel sat himself down, kicking his legs up and putting them on the table, Oj gave him an unimpressed look and pushed his legs aside, and slammed a file on the desk.

Nickel took a look at it. There written was the targets name with a symbol of the object the candidate represented. It was a pinkish redish balloon.

Nickel was about to take the file before Oj slapped Nickels hand out the way.

"Hey, hey! Let me speak first!" Oj said out.

Nickel looked at him confused but kept silent.

"*cough* Basically, this target is not like the rest -"

"No shit, it's a balloon." Nickel cut off Oj.

"Nickel, be serious. This guy is really, REALLY not like the rest."

"Really?" Nickel scoffed.

"Yes! This guy has actually been one of the worst and the most disgusting people I've ever met!" Oj yells out.

"You're beefing with 17 year olds?" Nickel asked as he read the file.

"Well- yes.. yes, I do.. um... what does 'Beefing' even mean..?" Oj asked confusingly.

"Don't mind it, but what did this Balloon guy even do to you?"

"Well not EXACTLY him, his fucking parents were childhood friends with me, I despise everything they did to me."

"If you don't mind me asking... what did they do?" Nickel asked genuinely.

"Im not telling you, but guess what! They died before I could do anything! And now the only piece of them are left within his son. I want their entire bloodline dead."
Oj loathed every being of Balloons parents, even Balloon himself.

"I'll just kill him like I do with my every target. Did you really have to pull me back just so you could tell me your backstory with them?" Nickel said, uninterested

"Heres the catch! Instead of a week, I'll give about... until you graduate from college!"

Nickel first lol'ed then he serious'ed

"Wait, WHAT!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN UNTIL I GRADUATE!?"  Nickel yelled out.

"Suprise! I hate this Balloon guy so much. I need him to gain a friend and then end up getting hurt like he always does!"

"What does this have to do with graduating college, tho."

"Suprise again! Im sending you to college! Mefon International College!" Oj raised both his hands up

"WHAT!? NO, NEVER! I- wait, did you just say mefon...?" Nickel cut himself off.

"I mean.. That's how it's spelt!"

"Well, you're not convincing me to go." Nickel said, unimpressed. 

Oj places a briefcase on a table with hundreds of dollars inside.





August 14th

August 14th

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"Goddammit.."

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