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It's been 6 months since I "disappeared". My drunk of a father was had been in hospital for 2 of those months with a coma and no one has even reported my disappearance to the police. I'll admit that hurts but they can kiss me where the sun don't shine who needs friends like that?

I've been working my way to the top and I'm not one of Satan's highest ranking assassins or Angels as we like to call ourselves. There is only one other person up here at the tip with me and that's Jake. The past few months have been horrible and if it wasn't for him I wouldn't have made it to where I am. He showed me how things were done and made sure I kept on top of things. He sure could be an utter A hole sometimes but we're good mates and as far as I'm concerned everything is falling into place.

Tomorrow is my first real mission, Jake and troop B have to go with me and we're meant to sneak into nemesis' ...well...Base I guess you could call it. It'd actually kinda exciting cuz it feels like one of those 007 movies I used to watch when I was younger with my girlfriend..damn she was hot..but this is real life and it's time to get down. I load up my shotgun and sling my crossbow across my shoulder and slide my dagger into my pocket. It's time to go. It'll take all night to get there and then there's no turning back it's now or never

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