Alex rider

New mission New way to die Part-2

***Sarah's POV***

I couldn't say today was the best day of my life. Well today was an ordinary day for an extraordinary assassin.

I was walking through the busy streets of London.

I was almost jumping at the thought of getting away from the MI6 headquarters and getting to Malagasto.

Beside my excitement of getting back home, I walked slowly and put headphones in my ear so that I will look more like a teenager and less like a gangster.

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As Sarah walked her beautiful blonde hear flowed by her side.

Her grey eyes sparkled with delight and every teenage boy in the street was practically drooling at her.

But unknown to any of them there were several figures with guns just across the street waiting for Sarah to fall in there trap.

Sarah walked across the street and immediately knew something was wrong, this street was far more lonely then it should have been.

She narrowed her eyes but didn't stop walking, Sarah regretted that decision as soon as she saw the shadows of a figures hiding.

She knew it was too late to retreat back to the street which was already being filled.

As soon as the streets were empty the figures walked out of their hiding place.

Sarah knew that she couldn't escape the figures by how they were standing they looked like they had been trained to fight.

Sarah couldn't make out what they looked like because of the pitch black hood that covered there faces.

Sarah got into a defensive stance and pulled the knives that were tucked to her jeans.

The figure in the middle that surely was the leader stepped forward.

Him stepping forward was like a signal for them to start fighting.

Sarah moved swiftly towards the leader her knife performing a downward arc, but when her knife made contact with the leaders covered hand nothing happened.

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I stared in disbelief, my knifes could rip through nearly anything but the cloths the leader and his colleagues were wearing didn't seem affected by the sharpness of my knife.

I realised that the knives were no use to me since they couldn't harm the men, I threw my knives away and started retreating towards the wall on my side. I knew it was no use but I was not going down without a fight. As I neared the wall the men started closing on me, but when my back touched the wall they stopped I saw one of them tacking something from his pocket. It was a dart gun! I realised as a dart flew at me and hit my arm, I crumbled to the floor and all went dark.