Unidentified

Chapter 1

I sit here, still. Watching the clock thats ticking away my time, not metaphorically but quite literally. You see i may have accidentally got caught on my most recent mission and i might have a bomb strapped to my chest that's going to go boom boom in a matter of minutes. It's fine honest, no biggie... could be worse!

'Hey,you! Yeah you, fat one with the moustache. Im gonna kill you first.' He must of found the idea of a young girl murdering a man three times her weight hilarious because he sniggered to himself. He'll be sorry. While he was laughing to himself i seized the opportunity and pulled my hand free of the rope which i had been trying to wiggle loose for at least twenty minutes and swiftly i grabbed a small knife out of my boot which i keep hidden for emergencies. This knife would save my life.

I needed to cut the blue wire quickly followed by the yellow wire. This would be extremely difficult considering i had two guards watching me like a hawk watches its prey before killing it. The fat moustache guy wasnt very focused he had a tendancy to get distracted hence him laughing at my previous comment, taking him out would be simple. The other guard was muscular but i had noticed one of his eyes was a roasted chesnut colour but the other one was a pale,scarred blue. He was blind. This would be an advantage as i could sneak up on him and he literally wouldnt see it coming. First step to being a killer-make sure to recognise your opponents strengths and weaknesses.

I was in a dark room, less than a room it resembled a mix of a storage closet and a prison cell. No windows, one locked and bolted door and two questionable guards but there was random boxes stacked up, worthless junk scattered. It definately wasn't a very thought through kidnapping. My only way out was through the locked, bolted door after i kill the two guards and who knows how much security is beyond the door. The walls were thick, my guess soundproof. I can hear a faint ticking, like the ticking you here when cracking a safe. Oh my god, a safe. Im in a safe. Someone was coming in, i needed to move fast before the safe was locked again.

The two guards both rose from their chairs and faced the hard, steel door. Their backs were facing me, this was my shot. I pulled the knife to my chest and in a quick but gentle movement i cut the two wires. There was no boom which is always a good sign.

Slowly i rose to my feet and in a quick lunge i stabbed the muscular guard in the throat, in several long, painful moments he will bleed and out and die but i had to keep my promise of killing the fat one first. I turned toward him after pulling my knife out of his friends throat with a sinister grin on my face.
'I did say you were gonna die first. Not so funny anymore is it fatso?' He had a paniced expression on his face but i was showing no mercy. He swung a fist at my face and i ducked, avoiding the blow. I shot back up. He tried to grab the gun from its hollister on his belt. Instinctively i slit his wrist, he moved his hand from the gun and howled in pain. Next i jabbed his stomach twice and then i slit his throat. I felt no remourse. I feel no remourse. Im a trained killer gone rogue and im devoted to my work. Call me sick or twisted but my work is important and these people die for the right reasons. Theres already so much evil in the world and im simply minimalising it.

I took both deceased guards guns and their ammo, i ran through the door gun fire blazing. I could feel the adreneline coursing through my veins, my heart was beating so fast i could feel it in my mouth. I fired, i ducked, i dodged and i killed but in a matter of minutes it was over. All fifteen enemies either shot or stabbed but either way they are very dead.

I found oil drums near the exit of the building so i lit a match and threw it within seconds the bank went up in flames. Evidence destroyed, another mission survived.