A Deadly Flower (from "Dark Killers" by Ella_Duke)

Why do they always try to run? Seriously? It makes the job harder and I hate running. Running is for losers who don’t know how to kill. If you’re fast enough, your victim should never even be able to run! Plus, I’m chasing the guy on the rooftops. I know, I know. Why the hell am I in the Dark Killers if I’m in such bad shape? Well I might be the sneakiest bitch you’ll ever meet in your life. Poison and manipulation. Meet, seduce, and kill. That’s how I work. I had the looks and the forms to do that. No man could resist me, I wasn’t just pretty and I fucking knew it. But the man I’m chasing is gay. Why in the hell didn’t Dave told me? Isn’t he supposed to know details like that? Plus, he perfectly knows how I work. He may be the worst asshole in the world, but damn, he’s hot.

I finally slow down, I’m so done with the running. I grabbed a throwing knife and hit the guy right in the back. There we go! Easy shit. He was getting away and I can’t let an assignment go like that. I can’t just sleep my way to the top killers. I need to show them I’m dangerous too. Good thing I’m a beast with knifes. I poked the body with my boot. “Hey man… still breathing?” He responded with a poor growl. I couldn’t help it, I smiled. This is why I’m in this clan. Being over the laws. The feeling to control life and death. I pulled off the knife in his back, ignoring the scream he was trying to hold. How pathetic. I laid him on his back and stared into his eyes. I could see the fear. He was fearing me. Because I was a killer. He opened his mouth, failing to speak. “Oh dearie. Don’t try. It’ll just be very, very painful. Anyway, let’s end this.” I sat on his chest and drew out a little knife that was holding my hair together. Very useful when the guy isn’t gay. They never see it coming. Posing the blade on his forehead, I drew the sign of my clan. Normal killers do it with a pen. I rather use real blood. If I get a higher rank, it could be my mark. Signing my passage with blood instead of ink. I slowly sliced his neck, staring at the single tear that was rolling on his cheek.

“Goodnight dearie, and don’t let the dead bite”

“How many times will I have to tell you Rose? You can’t just throw a body on police officers! Even if you’re on a roof” I rolled my eyes. Why is Dave so protective? It’s not like I got caught or anything. And it was funny. If only he saw the look on their faces. “Why are you laughing? You are the most irresponsible killer in the whole clan! Why do you have to fuck around in every single mission?” Ah shit. Now he’s really pissed. But what can I do? I just love to have fun. When I got in his office, he was sitting at his desk, getting through papers and formalities that the Chief gave him. But now he was standing on his feet, ready to hit the shit out of me. Oops. I walked to him, pressing my hand on his chest to sit him down. “I’m sorry honey, I will never disobey you again” I whispered in his ear. I know he likes me. And I know if I use a little bit of charm, I can get out of any trouble. Dave grabbed my wrist. “You will disobey again. And I will let you go away with it. Again. But the Chief ain’t like me. You’re lucky I’m your superior. But you’re getting better. And I can’t protect you forever.” I pulled my wrist out of his grip. I wasn’t the best killer. I was young, small and inexperienced. I knew I could be in the good ones. In the top murderers. But for the time being, I was getting my assignments from Dave. Not from the Chief. I bet he barely knows my existence. I don’t even get noticed by the great killers when they walk by me. Sometimes, I wonder if Dave is keeping me under his orders because he likes me a little too much. In a certain way, I liked it. But I wanted to be so much more than the new girl who signs her work with blood. I was in a struggle. I wanted to stay with him as long as possible, but he was the biggest obstacle for a higher ranking. He was distracting me from my job.

Being a girl around didn’t really helped either. I was kind of lonely. A girl in the Dark Killers was very unusual. The only one who got high enough to be noticed and to get important jobs is the Murderess. I wanted to be just like her. They say she never fails. I heard once that she snapped the eye of a victim with her bare hands. I think she might not even be human. I mean, she doesn’t look like she can have feelings. I walked away from Dave. I didn’t want him to feel my heart racing this fast. We were a little bit too close and any experimented killer would have noticed that my pulse is a little bit too fast. Damn, I would do anything to get in his bed right now.