The Bad Boy Is An Assassin #Wattys2014

Chapter 8: The Interrogation

Authors Note - Hi guys, a long one for you today with a bit of emotional insight to our two lovely characters Jason and Alex. I don't know when the next chapter will be published I might be able to get it out tomorrow or heck even tonight but schools starting back up so updates might be slow.

Picture on the side or at the top (depending on how you reading this) is of Rae/Raemon A.K.A Sam Claflin.

Every time we lie awake, After every hit we take,

Every feeling that I get. But I haven't missed you yet.

Every roomate kept awake, By every sigh and scream we make,

All the feelings that I get. But I still don't miss you yet.

Only when I stop to think about it...

I. Hate. 

Everything about you.

Why. Do.

I... love you.

I. Hate.

Everything about you.

Why. Do.

I... Love you. 

('I Hate Everything About You' By Three Days Grace) - Video

She drew his eye like the shore draws the ocean. Nothing seemed as interesting, as captivating, as important as the face of that girl...                                                                                                                                                                                    -M.Leighton

x LOVE LAS x

The Assassin

January 30th, 2014 

"Jase maybe you hit her a bit to hard" Rae commented his eyebrows turned down in a frown as we watched her unconcious body through the wall.

The linoleum wall is actually a looking glass of sorts and you can turn on night vision. So that we can see them even if they can't see anything because of the dark.

If you haven't guessed by now, we're pretty high tech.

 I turn and lean on the wall behind me with the linoleum to my left, bending my leg and placing my foot flat on the wall I look at Rae then raise an eyebrow at him "Are you forgetting that I was supposed to kill her" My voice carried a hint of amusement as opposed to my usual empty tone. Rae's head snapped towards me, his eyes widening as he started at me in shock.

I kept my eyebrow raised as he recovered from his shocked state before turning back to watching the girl. Rae knew not to comment on my passing emotions as I wouldn't answer him anyway.

Rae may be my... my friend but that didn't mean that he knew everything about me. No one did, at least no one alive that I know of anyway.

It's no secret that my past was a dark one. There are rumors, stories even, about an Assassin with no heart or soul, a cold blooded killer, heartless bastard, souless monster... The type of stories that you'd tell on halloween to scare someone.

However no one actually knew why I am who I am. No one even knew Who I was. Not even Rae. That doesn't stop people from talking. And after they talk they always warn people never to cross paths with The Assassin.