Teen Assassin

Cassy's story

Family, love, pain, life, something everyone takes for granted. What if you didn't have a proper family. What if you start to feel numb. What if you never experienced love and someone caring about you? Would you finally see how I feel. Would you finally stop judging me?

I didn't become a criminal because I'm crazy. No matter what it looks like, I'm not a psychopath. I care about people, I have feelings, I don't like killing everyone. I couldn't kill a child unlike a true psychopath.

I may seem crazy, but I'm fully sane. Even though the life I had should have turned me crazy.

I was born as Cassy Anika Cultero. I was the daughter to gangsters. My parents were all about the gang life. Drugs, rape, guns. They even went as far as to abuse their only child,  me. My parents were always high or drunk and that meant abuse.

Even the smallest things would set them off. I wasn't just a victim to abuse, but rape too. At the age of 5 my parents sold me to some sick man. He raped me then sent me back. Since then men were always raping me and my parents didn't give 2 fucks.

I barley even had a proper education. I wasn't smart, could barely spell cat. Yet in front of everyone else my family seemed perfect. Like as if we love each other and were happy.

Eventually the cops caught on to my parents. When I was 9 they were arrested and were sent to jail on multiple offenses.

My aunt then had her hacker friend hack the system to cover up her records so that she could claim me. She didn't want me to go to some strangers who I wouldn't know. Now on both sides of the family there are people on drugs. So my aunt was on some shit.

Always high and drunk. When I moved in with her, there was barley any food. She was so poor. Although she made sure I was able to go to school and get a better education. That was when I met Scarlett. Her and Mika were already friends. They treated me like a sister and were always there for me.

My Aunt soon found a boyfriend. He claimed he loved her, but you could tell her didn't. He was always hitting my aunt and me, yelling, cursing, he even was the reason my aunt almost OD. I fucking hated him. Not to long after he was put into jail. My aunt really loved him so she feel into a depression state.

She started to do more drugs, the more hardcore shit. By then I was 10. Man that shit was painful. Living in the slums, my aunt barely home, barely getting to eat. I was duties poor.

Then one day I was out late at night on the streets. I ran into Scarlet. I found it weird that she was in the slums, I mean the girl is fucking rich. I don't remember much from that night except seeing headlights then blackness.

I remember waking up in a room with these tubes in me. I saw people sticking needles in me. I was in and out of conscious for awhile. When I was finally able to stay awake a guy walked in.

Jerry, man did he look younger. He explained to me that if I joined his organization how I would get the life of luxury, how I would have a family. Being so young I took it up. Jerry gave me and my aunt a better house. Of course my aunt knew nothing about it, all she thought was that she won the lottery. Jerry kept giving us money until I would be able to make it myself.

Me, Scarlett and Mika all got closer. We trained together. I got closer with Scarlett than with Mika though. It was only because me and my aunt relationship isn't the best. Meaning I run away from home a lot and Scarlett and her mom always let me stay over.

Over time we started gathering the rest of the girls. By the time I was 12 all of the team was there. My aunt had also found another abusive boyfriend. Her and her boyfriend, Mark, are still together. Me being 16 I can know protect my aunt from Mark. I have begged my aunt to leave him, but she won't.

Now me and my aunt relationship is worse. The only people I could call family is everyone I work with. They treat me like as if I was there own sister, child, cousin, etc.

I guess now I just find pleasure in what I do. I love it, I feel free and alive. I feel happy. Imma keep doing what I do until I die, no matter what people say. The criminal life is what made me.