Chapter 3

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What????  How could this be. What does this even mean?  My line comes from "Assassins?  What does that even mean.  She must be messing with me.

These were all of the things running through my head.  I had called my mom the day after he cut me off. She said that the family are assassins.  What?  I was only a teenager from western New York.  What should I do when my dad and my mom said they were professionally trained assassins.  Let's back this story up.

So I was on t laptop looking on www.Ancestors.com.  It showed my family tree an that some of my family members and cousins were killed only at 26 because that was when they found out about the Ishinaa.  Apparently the Ishinaa were Ninja's from the Koryo dynasty and their works are carried out by the new generation. Only, no one knew about their new guild that was formed.  They only were people in a historical Korean textbooks.  My dad said he knew it was time for me to know and I was like what the heck. 

"You can't show his to anyone, alright?"  After I answered to my dad their was an eye scanner that appeared in front of the family portrait. " Go ahead I added your Bio metrics this morning."  So I looked the scanner right in th eye and a door opened.  Behind the door was 3 poles.  So we slid down the poles and my dad showed me his weapon collection, which was every single weapon in the world. 

"So your some kind of superhero?"  "No I am an assassin and so is your mom.  She didn't get locked up because of a pain killer swap it was a kill.  She killed the leader of the Ishinaa and she was found.  it isn't 38 days until she gets out it is 38 days until she breaks out.  We have planned this since you were 8.  We are going to break your mom out and go after the new leader of the Ishinaa.  We are supposed to keep them in the shadows but with your mom in jail, we have to rely on you to keep the secret."

"So I am supposed to just keep this bottled up when my parents and ancestors are killers?! Okay. Just please tell me you don't wear tights."

"No are you stupid, we don't wear tights we wear thermo- suits that can adjust to our body and enhance our natural abilities."

"Thermo- what now???"

"Here try yours on."  Then he handed me a suit made of a very stretchy almost elastic suit.  It stretched really far and kind of resembled a wet suit only it kept your body temperature room temperature and it was adjustable hence the name thermo suit.  It adapted to cold and extreme heat.  It also enhanced my muscles so when I jumped I was a kangaroo on gym candy.  I could now do a back flip and many other tricks I had never been able to do in my life.  And that was just the start of the fun.  I knew this was going to be great when my father said.  "Grab a weapon, and lets get started."

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