Deadly [Attack on Titan]

Prolouge

Blair's POV

I walked back through the alleyway I was in, avoiding the view of the security cameras, the body of my last target lay slumped against the far wall, in a blind spot, where the camera's couldn't see them. I pity the poor civilian who will eventually end up discovering the body, however, it's not my problem and its not supposed to bother me, after all, I'm not exactly supposed to feel anything towards people in general, I was trained not to. Although there are a few people I feel things towards, those I trust the most are the only one I can properly express my emotions towards. Who are these people that I trust the most you ask? well, there are a few the first would be younger sister Jessica, rather predictable I know, after all, who wouldn't trust their own sibling? The second is my best friend Sara, Sara and I have been friends since I have been free, which was around twelve years ago at this point. The last person whom I trust is my fiancé, Jason. Jason and I met as children before I was taken away after I was freed he was the only person who still treated me the same as they did before, even Jessica treated me slightly different. Jason and I started dating in our last year of high school, Jessica seemed ecstatic, yelling about how she had always 'shipped' us or something like that.

      After I left the alleyway, I walked along the street back towards the agency. The agency was a large building, that from an outside perspective, would look no different than an ordinary office building, however, the further in you get, the more you realise just how fucked up the building and the people who work there are. I entered through the large front door and was greeted robotically by the two receptionists at the front desk, as I walked by one of their eyes turned neon blue, signifying that they were using their special contact lenses to scan me to determine whether I work there. their eye only flashed for a second to confirm then the proceeded to go back to facing the front doors, ready and waiting to creep out whoever is unfortunate enough to walk through those doors next

      I enter my office and speed walk to the bathroom, once inside I proceed to remove any and all things that I had used earlier to disguise myself. First to come off was the wig and the wig cap, revealing my long black hair, Next, I removed my contact lenses which were brown and revealed my sapphire blue eyes. Then I scrubbed my face clean of makeup and changed my clothes from the short black dress I had on to some jeans and a hoodie. Leaving the bathroom I tossed all of the clothes in the bathtub which I filled with hot soapy water and a little hydrogen peroxide to make sure they were completely clean and could not be used as evidence later. I sat down at my desk and sent the report of my last victim to my client, almost immediately after I saw the money transferred into my work account. I glanced down at the time on the corner of my computer screen and saw that I had finished up earlier than I had expected, the time only being half-past eight and I decided that I would go home early for a change, after all, I haven't had much time to spend with my fiancé lately.

       I got up and grabbed my work bag, slung it over my shoulder and promptly left the building. I got in my car and drove home, only to find my sisters car in the driveway, which wasn't that odd, Jason and Jessica had been friends almost as long as Jason and I had. When I entered the house I had expected the usual chatter and laughter that usually happens whenever Jessica is here, however, the house was almost completely silent, apart from the news show on the television, telling me that my last victim had already been discovered and the media had already begun making theories about the mysterious 'Relentless'. The name Relentless had come from a different victim a while back, that particular victim put up quite a fight and had gotten more than a few hits on me, he managed to escape the first time and informed the police of the encounter, thankfully at the time I was disguised and the victims description did not match my actual appearance, the victim was not lucky enough to escape the second time.