Chapter 2

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Harley's POV

I walked over to this brown door decorated with pink flowers and angel stickers. This is so not Kaamilah's house. Pink?

Nevertheless , I rang the doorbell and waited. The door cracked open, just enough for a hand to snake its way around my wrist and pull me in. "Woa-" Another hand clamped itself over my mouth. What the actual hell? I tried looking around but all I saw was the pitch black coming from all directions.

"Be quiet." A voice growled in my ear. Judging from the deepness, this person is most likely to be a male, probably two or three years older. So meaning 20-ish. He pushed me into a room with a white door. It took awhile for me to adjust to the sudden brightness. I looked around the room, my hand instinctively enclosed around my taser.

"So glad you could make it." A devious voice sounded from the corner. Kaamilah stepped out of the shadows with a smirk plastered onto her tired face. I raised my eyebrow. How cliche! "Shadows, really?" She shrugged. "It fit..." I nodded, the traces of a smirk forming on my face.

"I'm sure you know about the legend of the school?" she asked, pulling me onto her bed to sit. "The assassins? Of course! I've heard all about them. It's one of the main reasons I transferred here, you know. I'm technically one of them, actually. See, I have the birthmark and everything." I pulled down my sleeve, exposing my scorpion birthmark on my shoulder. Kaamilah gasped and her smirk grew. "I probably shouldn't have told you that actually. I'm gonna go now, okay?" I got up to leave.

She yanked my sleeve and pulled me back onto the bed. "Oh darling. You're not going anywhere." Black

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When I came to, I was in a large rectangular room. It had a large computer screen overlooking the rest of the white room. A large Scorpion sign was flashing across the screen. One that matched my birthmark. So naturally I screamed. Now I know what you're thinking. Why did you scream if you were so anxious to be with them before? BECAUSE I DIDN'T THINK I'D ACTUALLY MAKE IT. If you could be a spy or something of that sort you'd say yes immediately, right? No you wouldn't. The sudden realisation of how dangerous something can be only occurs once you have the chance of doing it. Wise words to live by.

"Oh shut up." A girl said. She sat below the computer in her chair, facing me. She had blonde hair that she tied into a bun and blue eyes that were absolutely gorgeous. She was tapping away on her phone, looking up at me every few seconds. "Why am I here?" I demanded. She sighed and stood up. I finally got a good look at her face.

"Wait... you're... Annaliese! From Gym!" She rolled her eyes. "Yes that's me. Now shut up before I make you." She gestured towards a large metal table with knifes, pliers and other tools I'd never seen before. I gulped and nodded quickly, earning a satisfied smirk from her.

"Ahh is this the newbie?" Another girl chimed in. I turn around a best as I could when I realised I was tied to a chair. What the fuck?! "Yeah this is her. Red should be here any second." Two girls emerged from the shadows. The tallest of the two I recognised as Victoria, the most popular girl in school. She gave me a sadistic smile and leaned forward slowly. I scrunched up my face and moved back. What the hell was she doing? Examining me?!

"She looks okay. Perfect for undercover missions." She yelled to Annaliese who typed away on the computer. "Missions? WOAH slow-" Her hand collided with my face, creating a loud noise making the girl next to her cringe. My head whipped to the side as the burning pain overwhelmed my right cheek. I lost my shit right there. "WHAT THE FUCK LADY?!"

She smirked evilly and made her way to the metal table. "I'm aware that Anna told you that if you didn't shut up we would make you... the question is, how?" She browsed the collection of torture devices. Her hand hovered over a thick metal rod with a little swirl thing on top. The tip was sharp and dotted with blood. "Perfect.." She slowly walked to me, twirling the... thing in her hands. The shorter girl, still unidentified, covered her eyes and walked to Annaliese. Just as Victoria reached me, a door behind me slammed open. "Victoria I left you clear instructions..."

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