Bea Messina.
Leaving towns countless times gets tiring. Running away from a past she never could forget.
On the streets, she's known as ruthless and anything but merciful.
In the classroom, you would barely notice her, she sits in the back and ke...
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Bea Messina
It's been about six months since I came to again. Father said that I had a horrible accident and that's why I don't remember anything.
From what he tells me, I used to be a street racer. He wouldn't tell me what my racer name was so I could look it up though, I think he's scared I'll go back to that life.
Shortly after I woke up from the coma I was in for two weeks, me and my dad's gang moved down to Dallas, Texas. He said that we lived here once but I still don't remember.
As I relentlessly train in the work out room, I notice some of fathers gang members looking at me as I move.
It's no secret who I am to the gang leader in this town. The Sapphire Wolves have accepted me as one of their own, it feels good. Most people fear me as I walk down the streets. Girls envy me and boys want to get in my pants.
I've never really let it get to me though. I finished my senior year this year and then I started training. Father said I was training to become an amazing assassin before I had my accident.
Everyday, I continue to train so that I still work towards that goal.
Father says when I'm good enough, gangs will be asking for my service. I'll gladly oblige, but for a price.
"Bea! Come to my office please!" I hear my father yell from the entrance.
I look over and see him poking his head in. "I'll be right there!" I reply unwrapping my knuckles, leaving them on the table.
I quickly walk to my fathers office, not wanting to keep him waiting.
"What do you want to talk about?" I ask politely as I stand in front of him. He sits in his desk, looking at papers scattered across his desk.
"I have a job for you." He answer shortly, sighing and looking up at me. "I need you to assassinate this man." He says pushing a file toward me.
I pick it up and open it to see a picture of a man with dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. It's listed his name is Marlin Vanpatton.
"Is there a reason I'm killing this man father?" I ask putting the file under my arm to continue looking it.
"Yes, he's threatening our sales and distribution. I need you to make him die randomly, leave his body as a sign." He answers with a very serious look in his eyes.
"Of course father, he will be dealt with." I bow my head am about to leave when he opposes.
"You need a calling sign, a name everyone will know you by." He says with the seriousness leaving his eyes.
"And what would that be?"
Without answering he pushes a sheet over to me. It having to Chinese symbols expertly drawn on, 银影
