Under The Veil

The beginning or the end?

11:58 pm
We have the orders. I have to do this now. I have to look into her eyes and tell her that it was me. I have to tell her that it's time for her to die. Maybe the colour of her eyes would change again. What would it be this time? I've never seen her sad. In these 30 days of operation I've never seen her angry or sad. Would her eyes turn blue as the legends say? Or is she entirely aloof of those emotions? I've never asked her even. Then again how long has it been that I've fallen for her alluring mind? But I am trained to feel nothing for the target. Even if I do, I know I'm capable of killing her. Hell, I know that I will kill her.

I walked towards the corridor and I felt that numb feeling I had 7 years ago when I was in the hole for 2 months in a correction program. Like I was moving but not in control. My body is walking towards her apartment but I feel like I'm a puppet. But I am right? Another trained assassin controlled by the command. I stood in front of her door not knowing how I ended up here without wanting to take a step.
I took a deep breath and looked around. The corridor was still painted blue with the gloomy lights. I've wondered for these few weeks why she would choose places like these to live. Is she trying to be mediocre? But how? She has always been better than the best at whichever work she was doing. She was of course the farthest from being ordinary.
Also, I'm killing her in the next hour.
The door opened without me knowing when I knocked. It all felt like the first time I got high in high school. Like everything was just a blur, except for her.

"Hi!" She looked so happy. Her eyes were hazel now.
"Got you pizza." I gave her the pizza she told me about last night. I don't know what I'm trying to do. Am I trying to make up for the fact that I am going to kill her? That's all I can think about when she's smiling at me with her hazel eyes, killing her.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" She looked confused.
"Nothing. What are we doing today?" I asked her as I closed the door.
"We're killing me today, Sir." Her voice changed. Her eyes were turning black already.
"I don't kno-" I couldn't breathe properly. She took a step closer to me.
"Let's get it over with, darling." She was almost whispering but I could still hear her.

"How do you know this?" I was stuttering as I felt a cold breeze run through my body.

"How could I not? I knew it from the moment you and your team focused your lenses on me from that shitty apartment parallel to mine. I knew it from the moment you bumped into me in the departmental store. I knew that you were sent to kill me. So, here I am. Do it."

"Then why-" I've never been this shocked. I couldn't finish the sentence. I didn't know what to feel now.
There was a long silence in which I just stared at her and controlled myself with every bit of strength I had.
"Why didn't you escape? Why didn't you make a move? Why did you invite me in?" I felt like I was angry at her. For letting me do this to her. Oh god why isn't she running?
"Escape from what? I was not designed to hide. In case you haven't noticed, I am the Wolf. No one ever had trouble finding me they just had trouble killing me. So go on, make history." Her voice had no change of frequencies. Is this the side which lives up to her reputation?
"Then why are you letting me kill you? Why didn't you let them?"
"Because you're just in time."
"In time for what?" I felt the frustration of my own voice.
"To end this. End me." Her voice dropped as she looked down.
"Why me?"
"I wasn't designed to stay for long. My time has ended. I've lived and I've thrived. I've served my purpose. It would be fatal for everyone if I stay longer in this world. So, you must kill me before I start to change."
"What?" I felt like I knew nothing. What time? What is she talking about?
"We are designed to live for a certain period. If I cross my time period I would start changing into something that would cause fatal damage to this world. " she sounded so calm still staring at the floor.
"So, this is suicide for you?"I felt sick to my stomach.
"It is physically impossible for us to commit suicide. But in a passive way, it is. Do it."
I felt my hand in my coat. It was my body doing what has to be done again. Of course, I have to do this. She looked up towards me. Her eyes they looked scared and grey. I pointed the aim at her and she stepped forward.
"Don't miss it."
"Please, run."
"No."
"Just do it. Just run."
"Captain you are here to kill me. Do your job."
"This is absurd. Are you devoid of mundane feelings?" I could feel a rage inside of me and I did not know its origin.
"You are well aware of my mundane feelings, captain."
"You are no stranger to my feelings either. Please, save yourself before my body starts doing its job involuntarily."
"I have no such wish."
My body started losing control again. I looked at her and I realised her eyes were changing colours again it was fading into blue. A strand of hair kept bothering her eyes but she showed no interest in fixing it.
Her face looked so pale. With her freckles, platinum blonde hair and blue eyes she resembled a wolf. After all this time, I understood. Perhaps, there was no point of living as a villain, always on the run and of course watching yourself turn into someone you never knew, someone you never wanted to become. Watching your own instincts change into the instincts of something you loathe. But why must it be me? Oh I'm so scared.
"Please take the chance I'm struggling to give you. This might be the last one."
"So be it." She replied so softly like she always did. Everything she did was swift and somehow effortless. She did the simplest things in a way which was quite different from the others.
I looked straight to her eyes again and I lost focus. All I heard was just a voice saying it's okay.
Then it went off.
Everything flashed back in front of my eyes. When I saw her for the first time in her pajamas with her phone in one hand and a cereal bowl in another. How she was just another ordinary girl but yet so far from ordinary. How she let me in,knowing everything. How the colour of her eyes changed with every emotion.

I believe I stood there for a good 20 minutes. Still in a daze. I couldn't control my impulses. After all I was born to follow orders.
I stared at her body. Even death looked beautiful on her.
It's over.