Silence

10. My First Target

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yearn verb

have an intense feeling of longing for something, typically something that one has lost or been separated from.

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I found the wooden box with the gun and the dagger. This time, I could study the weapons without using them to try and kill my roommate. The dagger was amazing. The long sharp point glistened under the light. The steel handle carved and designed that fit in my hand comfortably. 

Under the dagger was a pouch, I clipped it to my pants and secured the dagger in the pouch. I pulled down my hoodie so it covered the leather pouch. The gun was harder to hide. I thought I needed the weapons because if Alia attacked me suddenly on campus grounds, at least I would stand a chance.

The gun was fascinating in it's own way, with the light grey muzzle and the metal handle. I heard the creak of the door and Alex appeared at the doorway. "Hey."

"Hi."

"What happened in the morning?"

"Wait." I found the box with the red liquid and syringe hidden under my closet. I brought it over to Alex, I set it on the table and opened the box. His eye's widened when he saw the bubbly red liquid. I picked it up and handed it to him, he gave the bottle a long hard look.

"I have to take it in my vaccination spot daily. It kinda makes me go mad, it gives me an energy boost and my body just kinda moves on it's own."

"Why and who is AR?"

"Long story short. AR stands for Alia Roberts, apparently my 'aunt'. But she was my legal guardian, she had all the papers. She wants to take advantage of the fact that I'm heartless, basically, she wants me to be the government's assassin."

"And she's making you take this?"

"Yeah, so we have to get a lock on that door." Alex nodded and I put away the boxes. 

"Next time you take them, please tell me."

"Sure and thank you." 

"I'll be next door if you need me." Alex stood up and left the room. I sighed and went to the window, I looked around, it was dark and the lights from other rooms were lit.

Then I saw a figure below me on the grass patch. He was looking at me and I looked at him. He was dressed head to toe in black. He was standing there, unmoving. It was getting late and I needed to get to class on time tomorrow. I closed the window and pulled the curtains. 

Then there was a knock on the door, I looked through the small glass circle at the visitor. It was a man, he had his head down, his figure fitted the man from before. 

"Who are you and what do you want?"

"Open up, Madam Roberts sent me." I knew if I didn't he would have the door kicked down anyways. I unlocked the door and the man stepped through the door. 

"Why are you here? I did take the needle as she asked."

"No, Alia has found you your first target."  My eyes widened, that would mean I would have to kill someone, I would be the person behind the trigger. 

"What?"

"You are an assassin after all." The man said and handed me a file. I sat down and opened it. There was a man's profile face, he had short blonde hair, a warm smile and freckles. Noah. I stood up and gave him a shocked look. My hands were shaking when I pushed the file away.

"You know this guy don't you. He hurt you so bad 4 years ago. Don't you just want to have your revenge, make him pay for what he did to you." The man sat opposite me and moved the file towards me so I was looking down at Noah. His bloody smile, made me burn wit anger.

"Do I have a deadline?" I whispered but he heard. 

"End of next week, Sunday midnight."

"Why? Why him? What did he do?"

"He's wanted in 3 cities in England, for theft and murder. He did that all after your accident, and the creepy thing was, after his murder and theft, he would write your name in blood. You have full government support, but we can't loan you any equipment, because the president still has his doubts." I looked at Noah's smiling face. He messed with the wrong heart. 

"Tell Alia, consider him dead."