My soldiers were lined up perfectly, waiting for my command. This is it, this is what we have been training for. Kill the Oldest. Kill the First. Kill Black Vickler... So why am I not happy? This is what I've been waking up at 3 AM every morning, this is why I've let myself be tortured! I'm so ready for this physically, I've planned her death down to a T. It has to be perfect. Those disgusting Printed need to think she just died in her sleep. It's a very meticulous plan. I've spent hours upon hours planning this, preparing my team for this, and never until now have I felt this feeling.
Like someone dropped a brick in my stomach.... But I know the plan is solid. Years have gone into this. I can't back out now. No matter what I feel. Even if I die(which is what I'm assuming the feeling is from)
This is happening. I just have to wait for the cue....
Waiting..... Waiting.... I see the lights turn on in Blacks bedroom and signal for my team to take position. I go in Blacks room, then King Janes. Disgusting. Can't wait to kill that bastard. The heavy feeling leaves my body as I motion my team forward. Mission mode. I climb up the side of the building to the girls window. Stupid creature isn't even smart enough to close the window at night. Shaking my head I almost feel bad for killing such a stupid animal. But she needs to die. For the good of the Born. I silently pull myself into her room and land on the soft pink carpet. Assess the room. 2 exits, window and door. 1 twin sized bed. 1 small love seat. Dresser. Vanity. Pet bed.
BANG!
Grabbing the sword on my back I spin and crouch away from the noise. As my eyes take in the sight before me my breath leaves me, my heart stops and I swear the earth stops moving.... There before me stands the most beautiful creation I've ever seen.... Her midnight black hair falls in waves to her waist.... Her hourglass figure looks made for me.... Everything about her..... She's perfection. Snapping out of it I look to Blacks bed, she could have- FUCK! Where is she?! I start to panic as I search the room for the monster.... Bringing the girl close to my back.
I gasp as I feel her fingers against my bare arm..... Sparks ignite my skin in the best way, her touch is something.... Something I've never experienced.... Forgetting about the monster hiding in the room I turn to my girl with a shy smile.....
"What's your name baby girl?" Her cheeks turn a precious shade of rosy pink and her deep black eyes seem to sparkle like the sky as she watches me for a second...
"My name...... My name is Black Vickler."
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ChickLitON HOLD The Printed have mates. Someone they can't live without after they touch for the first time. From the time your mind is placed in your new body you feel like half yourself is gone. One of the only side effects of 3D printing yourself. The on...
