Assassin's Red

Toxic Love

I'm intoxicated, like what the hell. I can't focus on the task ahead of me the specials test, I seemed that I was the only one affected by her scent for when I looked around everyone's contraction was on their test.
Shake my head to clear my thoughts of the toxicities I tried to read the first question.
How many Special species are there?
Easy, answer A: Unknown amount.
Most of the questions where easy but there are a couple that I had no clue about.
Do Assassins specify as a Special?
What the hell kind of question is that?
My mind also keeps wondering back to the girl sitting next to me, Dawna, the girl of mystery.
By the time I had walked up to Miss Gold's desk I was the last one to turn my test in. Once I returned to my seat, Miss Gold had risen from her seat and was looking at the papers.
"I will have these scored by tomorrow," She shuffled through the papers, "But by the looks of it the average score is somewhere around D or C.
What the hell theirs no way I scored that low, the questions where all basic and simple-minded.
"By the looks of it, you guys had the most trouble with: Do Assassins Specify as a Special? And/or how much does a healthy Vampire drink Per day? I don't see how this is hard questions for you how much water do you drink per day? a healthy person drinks six to eight glasses, with you Were people it's more like twenty but still did none of you take healthy lifestyles?" Gold had an unimpressed look on her face, she schemed around the room until she came to a girl with a raised hand.
"Yes? whomever you are?"
The girl spoke in a high pitched voice and looked at the ground, "You didn't answer; do Assassins specify as Special Creatures?"
Gold grinned as the girl had just walked into her trap, she flipped around and pulled the backdrop for the projector down then started typing on the computer.
"Have any of you seen the news on what happen last night?"
A video on TV 12 came on but it of the Hamptons Bar in town, the video showed yellow tape around the whole building.
The spokesperson started talking rapidly, "We are here at the scene where the TJ was brutally murdered."
Whispers instantly started around the room.
"TJ? He's from Blades clan one of his dad's friends."
"He's handsome but he gave me the creeps."
The spokesperson keeps talking on, "The cops are lead to believe it was an assassin for what killed the man in his last moments is a long gash ear to ear which can only be made from a sword or dagger.
The cops are telling me now that if anyone is thought to be the target of the assassin's next attack, turn your self in and take time for your crimes or face the raft of the vigilante who wears red." The projector was turned off then ending any comments the spokesperson had to say.
I was shocked that my father's beta and best friend had been assassinated, but at the same time, I felt relief. He always gave me the creeps and seemed very wild.
"TJ was killed by an assassin, why? And how? isn't that what everyone wants to know. For an assassin does not kill unless to protect someone or if the person is sent to kill by the boss." Miss Gold glance traveled the room looking at every person for a moment.
"Assassins are like werewolves and vampires, known to stay in large groups and have a leader. Well, werewolves have Alphas and vampires have kings, Assassins have Bosses or gang leaders. There is around one gang leader per state and they are very well known and well respected.
I wouldn't say though that they act like an avenge gang leader you see on the streets, it's more like a political man, suits, tie and lots of muscle.
Anyway off the topic of what my taste in men look like and back to what assassins are since they keep showing up in the news you should be able to tell me why we label them in the "specials" group."
She waited a couple of moments to see if any hands would raise, "I thought you teens known everything about social media. Assassins are superhuman they have twice the amount of strength, speed, and immunity than an avenge human. One drawback to this is that the only way they get high or drunk is being in the area of death or agony, this can make them seem a little crazy sometimes. Also why they normally kill in small batches, clear mind means cleaner kill."
Miss Gold would have to keep talking forever if it wasn't for the sound of the bell.
"Your homework is to find a name of one known assassin," Gold shouted as everyone rushed for the door.
Dawna seemed to be taking her time, which made it easy for chitchat. "So Dawna is it? Where you from?"
Dawna for the first time looked at me giving me a look at her chocolate brown eyes, "I'm from out of town."
"I can tell that much for I would have remembered such a pretty face," I was laying the flirt on hard for there was something about her that made me very much want her.
"How about you bug off and leave me alone," Then raised her eyebrow as if to say, "you done yet?"
She seems to treat me as a fly who is flying around her head, I'm but a bothersome flee to her. I didn't know what do, be impressed from resisted against my charm or insulted before I had a chance to reply she walked away.
What the hell!