Assassin - Michael Clifford

Prologue

Michael's Pov:

"Sir....are you sure?"

"Affirmative. That's the one. You remember how, correct?" He said, his voice stern.

"Yes sir." I responded.

"You lure her in, and then take her out."

Breanna's Pov:

I walked down the sidewalk, looking at my black boots crunch the multi-colored leaves that had fallen to the ground.  I sighed and looked up, thinking I should probably watch where I was going.  I didn't want that to happen again.

*flashback*

I was taking the same route that I take after everyday of school, looking down as usual. But, this time, something was different.

I was walking, when all of a sudden, I bumped into a hard surface.

I nearly fell to the ground, but somehow maintained my balance. 

I looked up, and saw a tall figure with white hair and hazel eyes looking down at me.

#thetroublesofbeingsmall

"Sor-" I began to speak, but he cut me off.

"So you're Breanna. You're a lot prettier than I expected you to be."

"I'm sorry, but who are you?" I questioned, obviously confused.

"No one you need to be concerned about," he walked past me, brushing my shoulder.

*flashback ends*

Really, really weird.

I got to the end of this sidewalk, and looked both ways before crossing the un-busy street.

I continued to walk, but I felt like somebody was watching me.

Better not be that white haired freak...

I looked back and saw no one.

I looked all around, so confused.

"Maybe I'm just being paranoid..." I murmured to myself, running one of my hands through my hair.  I shook my head and kept walking until I reached my house.

I grabbed my keys out of my backpack, and once I unlocked the door, I quickly looked behind me and around the neighborhood to see if anything or anyone was there.

I saw nothing, but when I turned my head back to my door, I saw a glimpse of white hair. I looked in that direction and saw him staring at me, slowly walking the opposite direction of my house.

"Shit shit shit," I began to become nervous and worried.  I quickly went inside and shut the door, locking it.  I was a bit  jittery, but calmed myself down, convincing myself that he wasn't a stalker.

Hopefully.

I went upstairs to set my books down in my room before making sure to lock all the windows, close all the blinds, and lock all doors that may be possible to get in through.

This, is freaky as shit.

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ANNNDDDD

THERE YA GO! :D

I hope you liked the prologue and I apologize it is a bit boring but I needed to start somewhere so...

But don't worry because I promise you, it will get into more drama, action, and so much more.

So don't give up on reading this yet, please.

This is just getting started.

Nightttt :P

~Dis Author