Death's Whisper

Chapter 1

Pain that's all life provides. I have felt it everyday of my life. Ever since I was 5 years old. I can't remember anything from before that but I remember every single detail after that. My father was a sick man who blamed everything on his wife and children. Me being the youngest I didn't understand, but I remember the first time he hit me. I forgot my toys in the living room floor and he stepped on one. I though it was kinda stupid. I was only 6. After that it only escalated. I don't know what love feels like after a couple years because that monster murdered his wife and other children. Why? I'm not sure but I was only eight at the time but I was not stupid. I knew if I stayed I would be dead very soon so I lefted that night and that's the night that I met sister Margaret. She took me in and trained me at a school. I excelled in everything. They taught us several different languages, hand-to-hand combat, archery, knife throwing, and many other stuff. By 14 I was a full trained assassin and just started to get noticed. Many say I'm a cold hearted monster but I'm not. I protect them from stuff they had no idea was going to hurt them. I risk my life to keep the supernatural world and the human world safe and I get called that.

I'm now 17 and the best assassin of all the generations. I am and always will be different from everyone else. My hair is a Dark red color or like people say as dark as blood. My skin isn't tan nor is it pale. my ears aren't exactly rounded nor are they completely pointed. They have a dull point and you can't notice unless you stare at my ears which is completely weird.

But my normal qualities are considered perfect but not to me. I'll never be perfect. I have done many unspeakable things that would make any normal human run and hide.

My lips are full and a rosy red and bright green eyes. I have dimples and high cheek bones and curves but why do people desire that. All life is beautiful so why do people categorize each other?

I quickly glance away from the mirror and silently wish I looked as bad as some of the stuff I've done.

I know what I said about all people are beautiful and they are but some people are just ugly inside and out. They don't see the loveliness in life so they mistreat and misjudge  people. I try not to do this. But I will admit that I hide behind cockiness and arrogance. That's just how I handle everything.

And I don't start stuff with innocent people unless they start something first. Then I end it.

I walk into the bedroom at the house I'm currently staying in. It's normal size with red curtains and white carpet. It's located in a secluded area in the middle of the woods close to wear my target was located. I place my knife I was cleaning from the bathroom and sit it in my weapons bag.

My phone rings and I quickly pick it up and see a text from an unknown number shows up on the screen.

Unknown- good work. Go home and a new mission will be sent shortly. Delete message after reading.

I chuckle and toss my phone on to the bed after deleting the message of course. I pack my bags because the sooner I get out of here the sooner I can sleep in my own soft, comforting bed!!!!!!!

After glancing around the room all I have left to pack is my weapons which are thrown all over the room.
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At home

I pull down the long drive way that is surrounded by trees. It's was my grandma's. She was the only person from my family that I actually felt acceptance from and that's why I kept it after she died.

It's a large cabin with at least nine rooms. Four on the first floor. Two on the second floor and three down stairs. When you walk in you see a living room with a fire place. Above the fire place is a flat screen and a couple video game consoles. Personally I don't play but I will on rare occasions. Then to the left is the HUGE kitchen. Let's just say my grandma LOVED to cook. It's truly a shame I don't have that desire or talent.

parking the car and look towards the sky hoping to find some interesting constellation. Finds no the moon is out a glimmer Exeter's the sky and I make a wish as the star shoots by.

I make a wish and walk on to the porch and slide the key in the lock. Opening the door and walking inside with my bag of weapons and the other bag of clothes. To any normal girl they would be out of breath, and whining but I'm not normal. Not in the least. Sitting my bags next to the door I go open my fridge to find food but its empty. I groan and stomp up the stair to my room. Why can't I have food in my fridge just once when I come home!!!!!!! I glance to the clock and notice it's getting late so I slip into bed and fall asleep thinking about the dreadful day that I will have.  And it's all because of school!!!!!!!!

*In the Morning*

I hear my front door open and foot steps enter my house.......

I frown knowing I'm probably being robbed and I'm almost tempted to stay in bed but I know I can't so I get up letting my instincts kicks in. Stepping out of bed I grab the knife I keep under my pillow and bring it with me. I tip toe to the wall next to the door and lean against it as I hear the foot steps travel up the stairs.

I soften my breath so they can't hear me. several different foot steps are coming towards my room. Slowly and quietly and honestly their doing a good job but not good enough. right when the first person is about to step in I slide out from my place and hold the knife to their throat. I'm about to kill the person when I see familiar blues eyes and I immediately stop my actions and step back. Shock fills their faces and my eyes are slightly widened from the unexpected and unwanted visit.

The people that stood before me were my classmates when I first came to the academy.....well the classmate I actually didn't want to kill.