Episode 1 (Where it all started)

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When I was a little girl my thoughts on Revenge were never strong. All I knew was that I had a mother and a father who loved me, and that alone was enough for me. My parents are my everything and I wouldn't trade them for anything in this world. I was taught based on the saying Two wrongs don't make a right because Two wrongs can never equal each other. What it means you may ask well it's quite simple really, if you do wrong then you can never make anything right because doing something wrong will never make anything right. And forgiveness can only be found from within. But this isn't a story on REVENGE but in Justice.

Bridgette: You can't run for forever why don't you save us both the hustle and surrender now

The target continues to run farther and farther into the woods and when he felt he lost her. That's when he stopped to catch his breath, but surely Bridgette already found him

Bridgette: Did you really think I wouldn't have found you, "Bridgette laughs" Any last words

Target: Please have mercy It's not my fault

Bridgette: If it's not your fault then explain to me who done this

The target looks done in silence not about to spill anything about who's in charge

Bridgette: Now again give me a good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now on the spot, Exactly
Bridgette shoots the target then leaves him there to bleed out alone after giving one last glance she walks away in the dark night.


I'm Bridgette Valenski, the Top Female assassin in the world. You're probably wondering how did I get to this point in my life, well I can assure you I wasn't always this ruthless and cold. I was happy but someone took my happiness away. Things began to fall apart. And it started on that day.

I remember it like it was yesterday me and my mom in the backyard dancing to the song that was playing on the radio. My dad saw us and put down his stuff to join in on the fun. My dad was my world he never did anything wrong in my eyes however people did say my father was a leader of a bad group but I never believed it. My mom just told me the rumors weren't true and that "daddy was a leader and a kind-hearted person". And I never question it again. But one day my dad picked me up from school and on the way home someone crashed into the car. Automatically I fell unconscious, after a bit, I stood up in pain. And saw my father on the other side of the road. And I walked over to him, every step that I made was torcher to my body but I had to make sure he was alright. But when I finally got to his side all I could see is the blood and scratches. And at that point, he looked up at me and grabbed my hand and said.

Rafael: Remember you will always be my little girl, Always and forever you and your mom stick together ok

Younger Bridgette: I promise

Rafael: I love you, Bridgette

Younger Bridgette: I love you too daddy

And at that very moment, I knew he was gone. I stood there and shouted "Daddy wake up" until I couldn't take it anymore. Everything went black.

But that wasn't even the worst part, After my father died, it was me and my mom. Dad worked in business so after he died mom continued in running the business to keep the money flowing. But after 3 years she began dating again. And that was when our lives turned upside down.

Stepdad: Who gave you permission to touch my shit, do you know how priceless this is, I should slice your handoff.

Cecilia: You would do nothing to my daughter, I will pay for whatever she broke

He was always putting his hands on me and my mom. I fucking hated him he treated us like animals. He slapped me in the face, and mom pushed him away, and he knocked her down
Young Bridgette: I'm sorry "I sobbed"

Stepdad: Your sorry "he yelled" Take you and your lowlife daughter out of my face.

Mom stood up and walked over to me and said

Cecilia: Come on sweety let's go find something to do

I nodded and left with her
But that wasn't even the worst part about it. When my mom wasn't home, it was just me and that bastard, I remembered sitting on the bed watching television when he entered the room. This man was known for doing all kinds of stuff including murder. My mother usually never leaves me alone with him but this time she couldn't take me with her. Before she left she told me to keep quiet and keep my door closed. So that's what I did, however, that didn't stop him from coming inside .

He banged on the door and told me to open it. I was scared for my life at that moment I didn't know what to do I just froze. He banged it so hard that I eventually ran into the closet and hid there. right when I got inside the door fell to the floor. He screamed my name I could tell he was intoxicated which made me fear him even more. I cried in silence trying not to make a sound. That's when I watched him leave I waited and eventually came out of the closet. The worst decision I made as soon as I came out I saw him come out the corner as if I was his prey waiting to be captured. As he walked closer I walked backward. As soon as I saw a chance to run he caught me and forced himself onto me. Every minute felt like tourcher and all I could do is cry in silence as my body was invaded. As much as I tried to fight back my small body wasn't strong enough to run or fight back.  As soon as he was finished he left me on the floor in despair. I sat there on the ground disgusted by my body. I sat there and waited for my mom to come home. When she finally came back she saw the tears in my eyes and the bruises all over my body and already knew what happened; I didn't have to say one word. She grabbed a blanket sat on the floor and held me in her arms and told me it will be ok. A little while later she made me a bath with bubbles and I sat there. I could see in my mother's face that she was more than upset but tried to keep a brave face for me. Later that night she tucked me into bed and left. I could hear the argument between them tons of cussing slapping pushing things being knocked down and all. He was a bastard with no standards, he was caught up with all kinds of shit, he was even part of child trafficking truly disgusting. However, the police never had enough evidence to lock him up. Then I heard my mother's cries, I sneaked downstairs to see her sitting on the floor surrounded by broken glass among other objects that had been thrown down.  That's when I decided enough is enough being only 13 I felt so helpless. But tonight things were gonna change for the better.

When my father was still alive One thing he taught me was how to use a gun. And I was quite good at using it. For a 6-year-old. I remembered the technique And how free I felt. weapons always made me happy to use.  And tonight I was going to feel that freedom once again.

I waited until midnight and because he was so drunk all his shit was all over the place, His gun was on his nightstand. I grabbed and remembered the words my father would tell me "bloccare il bersaglio quindi eseguire" Lock your target then execute. And that night was the last of that monster.

So that night my mom walked in and said yes what I did was a crime and all that motherly advice. However part of her felt satisfied with what I did. Now we both had the chance to live freely without anyone just each other. That night we packed our stuff and fled the county. We went to America New York specifically, No one suspected a thing I made sure that the gun was wiped from my fingerprints and placed in his hand to make it look like he shot himself. He was drinking already so he smelled of Alcohol so I sprinkled much more on his body and sheets. Nobody would care at all he was a sick bastard and the police knew this too because after a week they closed the case as quickly as possible and wrote it off to seem like suicide. However, during that time period you would have thought I would feel bad and all I just killed someone but I didn't. A few years later I decided to work as an assassin at the age of 17, my job was to take down the monsters that would hurt the innocent. And within months I was known by the police about this and honestly, I made their job easier. Even mafia groups around the world wanted me to join their team however I work best alone. But at some point, I got caught by the FBI.

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