When I was a little girl, my family was murdered in front of my brother and I. We were the only Louise's left. My parents belonged to a company called FKR. When they died, the leaders took us and started training us to be their best assasins.
When I turned 12, I left. I ran away from the business and never looked back. I spent 3 years of my life running cons and heists. My training was helpful and made it quite easy, even at such a young age. My brother though, stayed behind. The company was his life. He was older than me by 2 years when I left.
The head of our department, Mr. Jackles, came to me on my 16th birthday. Almost a year had gone by since I did any illegal work. He drugged me and took me back to my home with him. I began training again immediantly. My brother had been murdered so he wasn't there.
Only 2 months had gone by when I was assigned my first target. I killed him within the first week. The assignments kept coming monthly, until that November. I was meant to go to France, with a partner. Not only was I suppose to kill my target, but also my partner. Another member of my company. Another killer.
I was being forced to make the ultimate betrayal. I would be hunted my entire life. I had no choice. When my partner, Weston, and I went to France, I fell in love with my target, Andrew. I broke the first rule. Then, I fell in love with Weston, he already loved me.
The night for Andrew's death is one that will always haunt me. My directions were to kill Andrew, then kill Weston. I got a phone call from Weston. He was already at Andrew's house. Waiting for me. I left quickly and when I reached Andrew's room I pulled out my gun. Weston left us and went outside to wait for me. Andrew was in denial and when he realized what I was, he was crying and proffesing how much he had loved me.
I told Andrew how much I loved him over and over and over again, before I pulled the trigger that ended his life. I went down the stairs and exited the house before a smiling Weston hugged me and kissed my forehead.
"Rene, we have to leave. Let's go somewhere secret. The company doesn't need us, we aren't their puppets." He looked at me firmly before kissing me again. I was numb, I was always numb every time he talked about defying the company. It doesn't help I was barely holding it together after killing Andrew. Even if we were able to run, they'd find us. He walked away from me and I felt the hot tears run down my face.
I clicked the gun and he froze. I could hear him stop breathing. I rose it slowly as choked sobs were escaping me. He turned around and when I saw the hurt, scared face he wore I lost it.
"Weston," I choked out, "please, please, forgive me. I- I- just," My fingers tightened when Weston nodded his head understandingly.
"I love you Rene, I could never kill you." His words were laced with honesty and I broke down. I didn't understand why he said he couldn't kill me but I didn't need too. I pulled the trigger as I screamed. As soon as the bullet left the chamber, I dropped the gun to run over to him.
I struck him in the chest so he barely had time to look at me as I told him I'd make the company pay.
