Getting back the player

Ch.18 Can you keep a secret?

I felt the tension grow in the air. It was partly excitement but it was also deep serious and strict. After all, we could get put in jail for hiring a professional killer. It must be someone the Demon a bit trust, right? I hope so because then we’re screwed. I don’t want the assassin to go after us after he killed the kidnappers of my parents. The demon stood right beside me with not even a hint of joke on his face. At least he knew this was serious. First, the deal was that he was going to get his new car. I was thinking that his new car was going to be replica to his old one. We were going to meet the assassin at this place too.

              We were at this manufacture and we were walking toward some man I’ve never seen in my life before. He didn’t look so friendly with a scar running along his forward, through his eye and down his chin. It looked nasty! We arrive right in front of him.

            “You’re late solider!” His voice bounces into my ears and makes me go deaf. No really, I’m starting to hear a long line of beeps in my ears. I glance at Demon and he had ear plugs on. That damn bastard should have warned me!

             “First, we’re not soldiers,” I add on. His eyes narrow at me. One of his eyes seemed to be white. He leans his head forward to me. I was attempted to take a step back but with the stare he was giving me, I was afraid he’ll kill me or something if I do take a step back.

             “Are you questioning me solider!?” He yells out with a scruffy voice with a little spit. I shut my eyes in disgust and bare the anger. Oh god... He’s probably the assassin guy. I don’t trust him with my ears. I see how he could kill someone with that voice. Well, I should never expected assassins to be hot like in the movies. I bring my hopes up for nothing.

             “No,” Demon speaks dryly.

            “It’s NO SIR!” He spats at us. Demon and I both stretch our faces. Can we get a friendlier assassin? Oh wait... I forgot. They aren’t friendly! I tried to remain a straight face and just blankly stare at him. Not even an assassin can control my words. I cross my arms and he gives both of us a terrifying threatening look. The psycho and the demon were above an assassin-in imagination.

            Exactly why is it that I meet the worst people around Demon? They make Demon look like he’s an angel-which he is not considering his a demon.

            “If you want what you want, you reply with resPect,” He spat again. Yes, I need my parents kidnappers killed. I and Demon both open our mouths and mutter “No sir...”

            “Louder! I can’t here you!” He yells out raising his head toward the sky. This man was nuts. Then again, what do you expect for an assassin? Obviously he had to be nuts to go murder. Demon and I said it louder “No sir!” and he set up a pleased smile.

            From the distance, I saw a guy walking toward is direction. He had his head down low and looked slightly older then I and Demon. I couldn’t tell if he was good looking or not but it didn’t matter. Must be the person Demon is getting his new car from. His head raised and I already caught that he looked pretty damn good looking. That’s what I thought about Demon until he opened his mouth and talked. I put my focus back on the assassin. The guy had arrived right beside the assassin and gave a glance at Demon. Well, first time no attention on me. I liked it.

          “Give me my new so-” Demon started off with a slip of his tongue and corrected himself “-car.” He was speaking directly at the assassin. This made no sense...

“Be polite solider! Your car is inside in the garage. You know the password to get in. Good bye and tell your father to rethink about taking you to military school,” The man with a scar finishes off and walks away as if he was in the army. Demon’s face was stretched out in disgust.I bet he was thinking about how terrible it was in military school. Can you imagine that? Demon in military school...? Wait... I look at the man walking away.