You're a trained assassin, one of the best in the game apparently and you were assigned to kill 'The Reaper'. A name that made assassins you know shiver just by hearing. You'd scoff and laugh hearing the tales you were told about this 'terrifying' assassin.
"Pfft...you're just being a wuss" You'd respond to the unrealistic tale you hear.
"Whatever you say Y/N, but I'm tellin' ya...He's a scary guy" Your friend replied worrisomely.
You'd roll your eyes and laugh, the guy was probably just some big rich guy behind a few guards. Or so you thought...
People called you 'The Smiler' since you always killed your victims with a smile on your face. You'd charm, scare and blackmail people with a sweet smile to prove your power over them. Some called you sickly seductive whilst others called you borderline terrifying.
You weren't as well-known as the Reaper, but a lot of people would say you were just as terrifying.
You were most skilled with a dagger or a whip, but you were also talented with guns and tasers. Making you more fearful to your targets.
When you were hired to kill 'The Reaper' you instantly prepared the tools you were best suited to and prepared a setting that you knew he'd come to...
A Grand ball containing the most wanted criminals.
One might wonder how you got these criminals in the same place, well...You had very useful charms about yourself that made getting these criminals a breeze. Using a bit of flirting and blackmailing and they all came for your attention, they were absolutely infatuated with you. You personally enjoyed the attention.
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The criminals brought dates and friends along to party, which really set the scene to look like a ball. Everyone was dressed extravagantly in the most expensive clothing, no doubt to impress you. Girls (and guys) eyed you down in jealousy.
You were the belle of the ball, wearing luxurious and seductive dress that accentuated your curves extremely well.
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The dress allowed you to move around without restrictions. You hid a knife and gun on your upper-thighs, but it wasn't clear to everyone else.
You gracefully walked to the stage where the orchestra played piano, violin, guitar etc...The main singer was called off as you whispered into the lead players ear.
