On sight

Throw Back

Please watch the video, it's just like a preview of the main character (Taylor Monsem) and her thoughts on the world and everything...
Anyways, enjoy!

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My name is Alice, but people call me Feather, and I'm 18 years old. By the age of 14, I possessed the ability of a killer. I worked for an agency, along with 29 other people, but unfortunately for some, that agency was shut down when the government decided they didn't need our 'services' anymore. So here is a little throw back to my early life.

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Age of 12:

"Hello Alice, this lady here is going to take you to a safe place, is that alright?" said the family lawyer.

"But why can't I just go home?" I wondered, frightened.

"You're parents had a bad accident, they went to sleep for an undetermined amount of time."

"So, they're dead?" I asked, my expressed now terrified.

"Oh, she's smart, I'm sure we won't have any problems with her at the house." a nicely dressed woman commented, "You see, we have a house full of girl just like you."

"Oh, okay." I whispered.

"Well, but just a notice, the facility nor the minor will be able to make use of her funds until she reaches the age of 18." 

"Yes, of course, we understand."

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As you may have figured out by now, I was assigned to an orphanage. It wasn't that bad, although if I ever find myself in a situation like that now a days I'd be tempted to kill everyone.

After an year at the orphanage the government picked me up. And the day I turned 14, I had officially been attributed the 'diploma' at the agency, kind of like high school.

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Age of 14:

I struggled out of this steroids fed man, but managed to escape. This is just like training. I positioned my hands between his hands, that went around my neck, leaving me breathless, and pulled them apart, grabbing his neck, but instead of strangling him, I went with a more direct approach. I twisted his head the left at a high speed, breaking his neck, and leaving the muscular man laying there.

I got awarded with my reputation shortly after that, by being the youngest on the agency to break someone's neck.

Yeah I know, this sounds horrible, but it wasn't as bad as it sounds.

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So now, back to present time, I'm riding the train along with Jake and Matt (Matthew). As I briefly explained before, they had nowhere to go after the agency was shut down, and since my funds run pretty deep, and I'm already 18, I can have full access to them, hence why I decided to help out. Well, that and the fact that they have saved my life once or twice when I was younger, except now I tend to do most of the killing.

As we reached our stop, we left the train station and I could immediately spot at least three pickpockets accidents in the block, and I believe Matt noticed it too, because he tensed up, and my instincts to get into killer mode on the verge.

Except that our 'cover' couldn't be blown at whatever stake.

One of the things that they thought us back at the agency was to never trust anyone, but given the circumstances, if any of its agents get discovered, the government will have no problem on going after the remaining agents, in order to keep their secret safe.

Why did we work for the government? Because they payed the agency, and the agency payed us and took care of us, taught us to fight, and also... they said that whole thing about saving the world and helping out for the weakest ones, and of course, when we're young we believe in anything that sounds appealing to us. So, here we are, three normal persons, with the ability to kill at every given moment, trying to keep their cover up so they won't be killed by the government, that until now had our backs.

The government still takes care of us though, they know where we live and all that, because after all, they were the ones that got around to do our fake identification, and by that, I don't mean some fake I.D. that little teenage girls use to go to clubs, I mean real information, school background, family background (they let me keep mine, not much luck for Matt who can't even see his sister again, as she thinks he's dead), even to cover up our kills and our time away will just be told to be 'foster family' (as of my case).

Yes, I know. Sloppy, they send me to a killer training agency, and then have the guts to tell everyone else that I was living happy ever after in some other state and only came back at 18 because I missed my home.

"And talking about home, mine seems to need a good renovation", I said as I spotted my old house, after 5 long years, "how about some remodeling guys?"

"I say we put our bags down inside and get started right away." Matt said, full of energy like always.

"No no, not quite. I suggest we put our bags down, I agree with you on that one Matt, and then go get something to eat." Jake said as we walked through the front door, "I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving after that walk from the train station!"

"Oh, cmon, don't be a girl!" I joked, "It was only a 20 min walk."

"Yeah, yeah, but let's go, shall we?" He insisted.

And so we went, got something to eat and stopped by a car shop, so we wouldn't have to walk twenty or thirty minutes everyday to school. Besides, how stylish would it be if I arrived at school in an Audi R8??? I know right??! Let's get this show on the run, now that you have all the essentials for a fun time.