Assassin After My Heart [Zouis]

Protect? As in Guard?

CHAPTER 1:

ZAYN'S POV

With a hand on my blade knife and the other on my gun, I tentatively pushed open the rickety door with my foot and slipped inside. My eyes quickly sweeped the room for any signs of life.

Clear.

I pretended to walk back out when my ears picked up a rustling sound from the far side of the room. I rolled my eyes. Fell for the oldest trick in the book. With the practiced quietness of a church mouse, I crept to the source of the sound and sure enough, I found what I was looking for.

Or should I say, who I was looking for.

"Why hello there Mendes!" I chirped sarcastically, my gun pointed at the man's head who started at my voice, then his red face was drained of color.

"Did you actually for a second thought that you could hide from me, the second time?" I asked the quivering man rhetorically, circling him like he was my prey. Which of course he was.

"P-please, I'm sorry! I wasn't involved! It was all Archie, I swear!"

I pretended to think. "Nope, sorry. Sadly I don't negotiate," I told my target smugly, reveling in his distress.

He started babbling incoherently in a pathetic attempt to save his life. Sparing him and not wasting my precious time, I rolled my eyes and pulled the trigger, blood splattering everywhere and the bang echoing through the hollow room.

I blew the smoke off my favorite gun, tucking it back into my belt with a contented smile.

Mission accomplished.

I flicked some blood off my face and stood over Mendes' lifeless body. "And for the record, did you think that your pal Archie was actually alive? He was my other target, and I never miss a target."

Yes. My target. People actually fucking pay us to kill their enemies. And we kinda have to, otherwise our boss would be "mad". Yep.

With that, I slipped out of the room and out the abandoned house, getting on my motorbike and driving to the HQ to report my mission as soon as possible. 'Cos I was fucking tired and I needed my bed.

~*~

"Hello Sir. You were expecting me?" I asked monotonously as I sat in front of my boss' desk in his fancy office. His fancy and cheery office was kinda ironic, considering he managed a business of employing and training killing machines.

"Ah yes, Agent Z. How are you today?"

I raised an eyebrow and gave him a cut-the-crap-and-get-to-the-point look.

Bryson (my boss) cleared his throat. "How did the mission go, then?"

I smirked. "Too easy."

Bryson smiled. "That was what I wanted to hear. And also the reason I called you down here."

When he paused for dramatic effect, I gave him an impatient look. "Uh, well, I've a very important mission for you, Zayn."

Oh. Looks like it's pretty serious then. He rarely uses my first name. "Okay. Bring it on."

"The president just called me a few hours ago." I almost fell out of my seat in suprise but I kept my cool.

"Oh? The president?" I questioned nonchalantly. "Why?"

"Well, he asked for the service of my best assassin, and that is by no doubt, you."

I smirked proudly at that. "And what's my mission?"

Bryson looked uncomfortable. "Well, you see, the Anti-militia, their president, Tanner is trying to take control of the goverment's computers for obtaining the government weapons."

I rolled my eyes. "Seriously? Again? Didn't 7 years in jail do that idiot any good?"

My boss shook his head. "I think it only made him more bitter."

"And the president needs me, why...?"

Bryson suddenly grinned. "Oh yes! Well, Tanner of course can't hack into the government computers on his own, so he searched for the only person who could to that and he found him."

I nodded. "Okay. That's fine. Where do I come in, again?"

"Patience, I'm getting there. The computer genius is of course an asset to our government and the president can never let Tanner get his hands on him. Who knows what he'll do if that happens?"

"Right. So the president needs me to assassinate Tanner?"

"Oh no! Well, this is a sort of a funny request actually..."

"What?" I demanded, now growing impatient.

"The president wants you to protect the computer genius."

What? Protect? As in guard? Is he fucking kidding?! "Come again?!"

"Yes, Zay- I mean Agent Z. I'm serious. And this will mean a lot for your career as the president himself has requested this."

I slumped in my seat. Wow. Okay. "So what do I have to do exactly?"

"Well, Tanner will of course start sending his own deadly assassins to kidnap the boy, as he has warned us all that he will do so in a few days. You need to be on the lookout and have to guard this boy's life. I know you can do this. So for this mission, I'm assigning you, and Agent Payne with you as well."

"Alright. So how long will I have to, er, protect this guy?"

"As long as it takes for our men to locate Tanner and capture him, which is proving to be more difficult this time," Bryson frowned.

I nodded, getting out of my seat. "I already briefed Agent Payne with all the information, you can discuss it with him," Bryson called after me.

Okay. To say I'm confused would be an understatement. For four years, I have been trained to kill, to have no wishes, no empathy at all for anyone or anything. So how will I be able to fulfill this mission? I'm not trained to protect, I'm trained to kill!

This looks like it's going to be my easiest mission, but in reality, it's by far the hardest one I've been given.

~*~

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