Zodiac Assassins

Earth Signs - Back Stories

3 YEARS AGO  

Taurus ~

(Dialogue in Chinese)

'Get up you imbeciles!' the head trainer barked, banging two pots together loudly. Taurus, or number 14 at that time, quickly got up, knowing she'd probably have her ass whooped (literally).

Taurus slid out of the narrow bed and pulled her grey shirt with a large 14 on the back, over her strappy white singlet.

She quickly hurried out to the courtyard, where it was freezing cold, but she knew not to complain because again, she'd get an ass whooping.

The head trainer quickly explained they'd be testing running today, and Taurus felt a little nervous, knowing there were a couple who were better sprinters than her, and different people who were better long-distance runners than her. Taurus shook her head. She couldn't be thinking negative things like that.

The races had 10 in each, so there were only 5, and Taurus unluckily had to be in the first 100 metres race.

The moment the head trainer fired his pistol, Taurus used her left leg to push off and had a good start, but ending up second by an exact second.

The next was 200 metres, which Taurus guessed was her best compared to her others.

Sure enough, she managed to come 1st, although by only a fraction. The boy, 23, who'd beat her in the previous race and had come second, swore at her and spat on her sneakers.

Taurus frowned, but didn't say anything because now the trainers were watching and she'd be blamed for initiating the fight.

Taurus came third in 400 metres, 23 coming first. In 800 metres, she came fourth, and in 1500 metres she came third.

'Haha bítch I did much better than you!' 23 taunted, and Taurus looked around, seeing the trainers were watching carefully, looking for her reaction. She knew she had to impress them.

'We'll see about every other test,' Taurus said cautiously, waiting to see what he'd do. 23 had been proven to be a violent, but high-achieving boy, and Taurus knew he was probably her biggest rival.

The next days, Taurus came second in half of her swimming races and first in the rest, which Taurus thought was pretty good.

In the driving test, she managed to complete the course perfectly, and 23 knocked over two cones and missed one of the targets you were meant to shoot while driving by. Taurus gave an arrogant smirk, but he just ignored her, but later spat in her dinner that night. (She slammed his head down on the table).

On the last day, there was the fighting match between her and 23. This was the decision as to who'd be chosen. Everyone else was watching unhappily, knowing they'd be killed in about an hour or so.

Taurus was looking around at their upset faces, when suddenly she was on the ground with 23 on her.

'Not so powerful now?' 23 punched her face, and Taurus hopelessly thrashed under his grip.

His grip loosened on her, and Taurus stumbled, trying to stand up. She could only imagine what her bloody face must look like.

'I guess we have our assassin!' the head trainer announced, and 23 raised his hands in victory, arrogantly looking around.

'That wasn't fair!' Taurus argued, outraged.

'You must always be focused for incoming threats.' she looked at Taurus, before giving a small look at 23. 

Taurus stood in shock for a few seconds before lunging at 23.

'Must. Always. Be. FOCUSED.' she roared like a bull, stamping her foot on his face, which was now bleeding profusely. She'd had enough of this cocky 23. Ever since the age of nine, he'd terrorised the weaker ones, including her, until the age of 13, when she became stronger and more agile. But even then, 23, insisted on making her life miserable. And now, potentially making her death come much earlier than she'd ever hoped.