I was beyond bored, waiting for my latest target. A young boy named Toby Rogers. I honestly hated my mission at this point. "Kill the boy. Or steal his stuff." I mumbled in a snotty tone, after my boss. "Sadly he's friggin late. Where the hell is he, they said he'd-" I was startled by a car passing. "Yes, target found." I run along the road, following the car, presumably to their house. After a while they pulled in, and I had stopped out of view to anybody. I waited for them to get inside, and gasped as they got out of the car, a woman, solemn look on her face walked out, followed by I presume her son, who was bandaged up. "The hell happened, I was told he'd be fine, and here an hour ago." I grumbled silently, watching them go inside. I waited for a bit and then went to climb into the boy's room. The window was unlocked, thank god, however the boy was not asleep. "Hi." I cheekily said, getting up. "Who are you?" he asked, voice shaky. "Someone with orders to end your life. That sound good? Now who are you?" he looked at me. "I'd be grateful if you ended my life. I'm Toby by the way." I looked at him. "I change my mind Toby. I won't kill you." He looked down. "What happened to you." I ask, seeing as he had tears running down his face. "Car crash, my sister..." he stopped and sniffed. "I knew something was off, he would have known this was gonna happen if he sent me." I growl slightly. "I hope we meet again in a better situation." I say, jumping out of the window.
A few days later I came back to see Toby, i've kinda taken a liking to him honestly. I had gotten in my normal way, and saw Toby gnawing on his hands. "Toby what are you doing?" He looked at me and looked away. I walk up to him and look at his hands. "I have some medical bandages and tape if you'd like." He nodded, and let me bandage his hands. "Why do you wear a mask?" he asked me. I touched my face to notice I had my assassin clothing. I take my mask off and speak. "I wear this so my victims don't know who I am, and if i'm caught they don't know my face." He nodded. We talked for a good while, before I had to leave. The next day I was walking over to see Toby again when I heard screams. I ran into his house, to see him with a bloodied kitchen knife and his father's dead body. "Toby what did you do?" I asked, looking at him. He ran and I followed, seeing him grabbing a gasoline tank and matches. Soon the whole street lit up in flames, I ran away into the forest which had also filled with flame. I coughed and looked around. I ran a bit farther and passed out.
