The Killer Duo

Chapter 5- The training

Once when he saw what her eyes really looked like, he could not help but laugh at the sight.

He thought that she was going to show him her secret collection that was filled with stolen jewels or something that was what Tony and his group was looking for, but to see that her eyes were as dark as the clear night sky; words could not even describe what he thought.

"I knew it..." The girl muttered sadly as he kept on laughing. She placed the sunglasses back on in order to hide them. "You think that I am a freak as well."

Jeff stopped his laughing as his unblinking eyes focused on the girl's saddened expression. "What did you just say about yourself?" He asks, concerned.

The black haired girl looked away as she stood up from the bed. Jeff could tell that she was holding a more painful secret than the burden that he carried. "I knew that nobody would want to be around me all because I look like some sort of freak with black eyes and pale skin when I was a kid." She explained sadly, she was about to continue before Jeff's pale hand shot out and covered her mouth, silencing her from talking.

"Is that all there is? You think that nobody wants to be around you just because you look like what you are now?" Jeff said, turning her face to the side as his pale fingers trailed from her right cheek to her forehead. Somehow his strange urge wanted him to keep going and don't stop on the progress, but he knew that this was not the time. "Well, they are complete idiots for ignoring a beautiful girl like you."

"That doesn't hide what everybody else sees!" She protested, trying to pull away from him, but his grip tightened on her chin.

"Then they are even bigger idiots for thinking that about you." Jeff countered. "For me, there is something special about you that I want to use to my advantage."

Jane stared at him silently, feeling the cold coming up to her spine when she realized what he might be doing. "Your planning on using me as bait to attract our families murderers?"

Jeff chuckled as he released his grip on her chin, walking away from her to the door as he leaned on the wooden texture. "Better than that! Here is what I want you to do... I will train you, but only if you promise to do what I want you to do. Don't beg for me to change anything that I have set into motion, don't even make me force you to do something that I will later on not be proud of."

Jane silently turned away from his gaze, thinking through on what she should do. Her left hand touched the lower half of her cheek as she felt him watching her with his back turned. The huge butcher knife in his hand was glistening in the dark like it would either be her one-way ticket to freedom from those criminals or a one-way ticket to pain and suffering.

Jane's black eyes blinked a few times as she turned around to face him, her body trembling on what she finally decided. She knew that she was risking her own life to train under this master killers teaching, but she wondered if she was making a mistake by working with him.

"You got yourself a deal, Jeff." She whispered. She could feel him smiling when she said that.

He turned around as he looked back at her. "First things first, you better get yourself ready for bed. We will train when morning comes, we already wasted enough time as it is. When we start, you must pretend that I am one of the criminals that wants to end your life. You can't hold back what you have in stored for me as I try to attack you. I will do absolutely everything in my own power to get as close to you as possible, and you need to be on your guard while I am doing this. One more thing is that it would be best if you didn't fight me, instead you should run and try to get away from me as fast as your legs can carry you." He moved to where the door was and clasped his hand on the doorknob.