The Lady Killer (ON HOLD)

The Lady Killer

The plane landed and the automatic voice came on telling me that we have reached our destination.

"Dammit I know. There is no need to tell me!" I yell at the speaker. "Why do they play that stupid robot voice every flipping time?" I ask myself.

I sigh, get up from my seat, grab my backpack and start looking through it to make sure I have everything.
Oh, my backpack, my everything. Literally. It has everything I could ever need at any time, in any place. It's my survival bag. It's not too big and pretty light for how much stuff is in it. Anywhere I go it goes, partly because I need it for my job but mostly because I love it.

I doublecheck one more time for everything and when I'm satisfied I swing one strap over my shoulder. I start to walk toward the exit and before I can even take one step off the plane I'm met with the prep team for my next mission. I open my mouth to ask what I'll need and where I'm going but before I can say anything a preppie blond who I don't recognize gets in my face and starts bombarding me with questions. I hate people in my face.

"Why are you late? Why aren't you in uniform? Why do you still carry that god awful thing?" with each question she gets more and more in my face, and by the last one I'm pissed and ready to punch her out. My hands are in fists making my knuckles are white. She insulted my backpack.

I take a deep breath and in a calm but stern voice I say, "If you don't get out of my face right now I will end you." Everyone knowing that I'm dead serious she takes a step back but looking rather annoyed. "Anyway," I continue "I wasn't the one flying the plane so don't blame me. I don't have to wear a uniform. And I love and need my backpack." I say with a smirk.

The blond just sat there looking at me with hatred. Then she shook it off and went back to looking like a professional and an evil grin appeared on her plastic looking face.

She takes a step closer to me and in an egotistical tone of voice she says "That little threat of yours, saying you will 'end' me, is empty or will land you in an a mass amount of trouble. Being that I'm the chief director's daughter."

"Kate" I say, realizing who this bitch is.

"So you have heard of me," she says with a smirk.

Of course I've heard of her, she makes everyone's life in my department a living hell. She is the only person who has ever made a complaint about my work. I mean sure I'm a killer, but it's my job, her father hired me for my skill. The only reason she complains about me is because she doesn't like me.

Before I came along she was the number one, everyone's favorite, even though nobody really liked her, but she had skill. Kate didn't kill, no, she was a thief, a computer hack, a spy. She was the best of the best, she only had two flaws. She couldn't kill or fight, and she made everyone she met hate her.

I pull a folder out of my backpack and hand it to the piece of plastic with blond hair.

"Here is every report you ever did on me and my line of work and my style," I say handing it to her.

"Aww that's cute. My reports mean something to you," she says mocking me.

I pull out a different folder and hand it to her.

"And here is my response to all of of them," I say with a blank expression on my face.

A confused look appears on her fake face then changes into a look of joyfulness.

"Oh it must be a thank you for my helpful criticism," she says smirking at me.

She opened the folder and on one piece of said 'look up, bitch.' After reading it she looked up at me in confusion and was met with a fist in the face.

I could feel the cartilage being crushed by my knuckles. Man did it feel good. As she fell to the ground holding her nose, I couldn't help but smirk.

"Y-you broke my nose," she stuttered out holding her bloody nose in shock. "She actually hit me. Nobody's ever hit me before.." She mumbled to no one but herself.

Two people in the prep team stood in shock, but everyone else had to contain themselves from laughing. Everyone has wanted to do that for a very long time, I just had the guts, no, the insanity and wildness to do it.

I walked around her as she sat on the floor mumbling to herself whether that really happened or not. I walked past everyone who as standing around, and they all followed me in to the building except the two helping Kate up, who was now crying from the realization of being hit.

When I got inside everyone stormed me with questions and high fives and congrats on the success of the mission and breaking Kate's nose. Everyone was pretty happy with me. Everyone but the chief.

***author's note***

Hey everyone. How do you like the beginning of my new book. No this is NOT the first book in my new series but I will write that one soon. Hope you enjoy. Vote. Comment. Be happy. And don't get killed. Also, this chapter now edited! :)

Lots of love

-Death