Lillith's pov.
I threw open my doors as fast as possible to see a man standing there. His eyes were cold and black as night, and his hair was up in a pony tail as if with spikes, red.
" Um, can I help you?" I mean, I just freaking heard a cry of help me, and this guy seemed to be doing just fine, sooooo....
The man attempted a smile, which was not a very nice one at all. " Yes dear, are you Lillith?"
No stranger had ever called me by name, except Jacob, so it was a bit of a shock. " Who wants to know?" I snarled.
" Just a question. "
" A personal one. "
" Not really. A name is as important as the wind, useless. " He seemed to stare daggers through me as he edged closer.
" Well, what about you? You have to have a name?" I said slyly.
" I have no name but a number. "
" Which would be????"
" Number 48. "
" Ahem, well number 48, what are you doing here?"
" Ah, right to the point. I like that about you."
" HA! You know nothing of me. "
" Wrong. I know a lot, maybe more than I should know. What do you think Atticus?"
Something went wrong. Maybe it was the shadows suddenly surrounding Atticus, or maybe it was the murderous glint in his eyes, I don't know. But either way, my arms were suddenly pulled tight around my back, and the assassin lifted his knife.....
And aimed towards my chest.
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ActionI actually did this story about over a month ago, I had just accidentally deleted it, so......yeah. Don't judge please! But, needless to day I am doing the story again so please read, if you like cool, if not, cool. I just love writing. So th...
