Rena

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Breathe. The rain came down on my black attire matching the dark night. My black hair was pulled into a low pony tail matching my black skin tight suit. The concrete roof panel lifted up my sniper giving me a good angle for my next target. William Peters. Blonde hair, brown eyes, 6'3. My eye in the scope looking at the next building over waiting for him to get the phone call. The wind blows causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. It was currently 11:43, two more minutes. The door of his apartment opened and in came Peters. My sights were locked on him and I could take the shot right now, but I waited for the call. 11:44 he picked up his phone. The call was in play now. I took a deep breath readied my finger on the trigger and as soon the time hit I would flex my fingers ending his life. checking the time one last time noticing it was 11:45 time for the contract to end. I flexed my fingers and took the shot. The recoil of the gun hitting back into my shoulder as the bullet went right into his forehead.

"Bulls eye" I whispered and fist pumped. I quickly took down my sniper, first taking off the suppressor and the disassembling the rest. I then tucked it into the brief case I carried and made sure to take the shell casing with me. I smiled looking back at the scene behind me. No one was coming for him until dawn. I tucked the shell casing in my pocket and began making my way down the fire escape. Taking two at a time and noticing the van quickly pulling up. I jumped over the side and landed on top of it. The side door of the van opened as I jumped into the warmth. I moaned at the pleasure of not being in the shivering cold. I pulled down my black mouth cover and sighed.

"Did you let them finish the message" Eric called out from the passenger seat. I nodded in reply as I stretched out my shoulder more.

"Shell casing?" Carter asked giving me a stern look. I rolled my eyes and walked to sit next to him in the opened back van. He sat on the little bump of the tire and scooted over to make room for me. I pulled out the casing from my pocket and showed him. He tried swiping it from me as I moved my hand away glaring at him.

"Good work" Damian said in a stern tone. He was a commanding officer and was leader of our little squadron. We were all a team. Carter made the phone call, Damian gave direction and Eric was the inside man usually. I was the one to take the shot. The best and youngest sharp shooter they had in the organization. We ranked one of the highest next to Micah's team. Micah was one of the oldest members at forty three. He had a problem with me in this organization so young. We had always had something to glare at each other. If I was even a millimeter off my mark he would glare and tell me to do it again and better the next time. I couldn't ever meet his standards.

"Flight back home?" I asked somewhat excited to get back home and go to school. It made me feel normally in a sense and I could just play around and be as much me as I could. We all lived together as a team so whenever a contract came we would all be ready to go.

"Yes, back home" Carter said smiling and bringing me into a headlock and rubbed my head. I pushed him off me and fixed my hair glaring at him. I let my hair down and began putting it up in a bun. Back home it was almost six o'clock in Rhode Island, home, In Paris it was almost midnight. I couldn't wait to get home and take a shower. The contract took about three hours from when I got out of school to now. It was only Monday and this week was starting out right.

"Settle down, the contract isn't over till it hit the news in the morning" Damian's voice said to a happy Carter and I. We both frowned as we glared playfully at him. He chuckles lowly and shakes his head turning back to the road and to the private jet we flew over here. These boys were my family. Even though Carter and Eric were brothers we were ll practically family, brothers and sister. I sighed and laid my head on Carter's shoulder. I smiled at the successful mission.

"Dame, it's fine just enjoy the ride and stress free ride back home" I said closing my eyes tiredly.

"Your not the one driving" he said chuckling and changing lanes.

"Enjoy this easy mission we just completed turn on some music Dames" I said getting up from Carter and crouching behind Damian and Eric. Eric turns to me and shakes his head at my silliness. Eric reaches for the radio and turns it on. Right in the middle of the song I get up and start to dance to the up beat pop music in french.

"Me laisse pas solo" I sang loudly. Carter just laughed and shook his head at me.

"Will you at least rest on the plane?" Eric asked laughing at my hyper energy. I pressed my finger on my chin and hummed.

"I'll think about it" I giggled and kept dancing around the truck. The car swerved slightly and I fell a little loosing slight balance, I regained it quickly and shot a glare a Damian. He did that on purpose. I heard him laugh hearing my feet shuffle harshly on the floor.

"Not funny Dames" I said through grit teeth. He just laughed more at my childish behavior.

Stretching and getting off the plane noticing the sky was a dark color. I yawned and jogged down the stairs. I had been up mostly messing with Damian the whole way over. I turned around to see the others jogging down a lot slower than me.

"Let's go slow pokes" I growled tapping my foot dramatically.

"How does she still have energy at this time even after having a busy day" Eric whispered to Damian but I caught it and glared at him.

"She'll crash soon" Damian whispered back and laughed at the comment. He looked down at me glaring at him harshly.

"You guys are rude" I said crossing my arms and scrunching up my face in a scowl.

"Hey you still love us and you know it's true" Eric said wrapping his arms around me. He hadn't shaved the blonde orange stubble that had began to grow on his face, it began to poke at my scalp and I shoved him off me. Every time I looked at him he reminded me of a woodsy type of person. The ones to wear the beanies and plaid button up shirts. He was a whole head taller than me and always gave the best hugs minus when he had stubble.

"I tolerate you two" I said laughing at them.

"Is that what you call it?" Damian asked as he laughed at me. I socked his arm and glared at him.

"Yeah it is" I scowled looking at him.

"Then why do you constantly bother us if you just tolerate us?" he said grinning at me catching me off guard. I didn't have anything snippy to come back at him so I just glared and crossed my arms walking against the tarmac.

"Where's the car at?" I asked glancing around the tarmac. There were other planes here for others to use when they had contracts to go to. Usually we had a driver to come and pick us up after being successful.

"Just give it time" Damian said in a semi-annoyed voice. I just huffed and started to bread my hair into one long braid from the middle of my head. My hair matched the midnight black air. I smiled as I felt my soft hair glide through my fingers. After the wind and everything I was expecting it to be a wild mess. I sat down on the tarmac with crossed legs and hands back waiting for the driver. Eric soon joined me in sitting and Carter followed in suit. I looked up at Damian looking down the road.

"There" he said and grabbed his brief case, picking it up getting ready to get in the car. My mood picked up wanting to go home and sleep. Eric and Carter got up as the car finally rounded showing us the trunk. It popped open as Damian began putting his brief case in the back. I looked up at him and made a fake dog whine and outstretching my hands for him to help me up. He looked at me and furrowed his eye brows. I made my lips press down into a sad frown as he rolled his eyes and just walked to the passenger side of the car. I frowned at him for not picking me up as Eric and Carter both picked me up. I grabbed my brief case and put it in the back closing it a little harder than I should've. I winced knowing Damian would probably yell at me. I shrugged and walked to the passenger side of the car and sat behind Damian. He pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes tightly. I flicked his shoulder and scowled at him. He turned around to me and looked very angry. I giggled and sat back in my seat knowing he wouldn't do anything to harsh to me. I laid back into the seat and slowly began to drift off.

"Told you" Damian whispered to the others.