I was never really sure what I wanted to be as a child. when asked, my answers varied from president of the ASPCA, to a slaughter house manager. But the word assassin never did manage to come up in one of my families prolonged discussions of future careers. They already knew what I would grow up to be. They chose for me. It was a selfish, but proactive decision.
At only 13, I was recruited to the VAOH (Vampiric Assassination Of Humans) and by age 15, was head administrator of over 6 zones (there were only 16 in all).
