His past [Part 2] Becoming an assassin

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THUD


The bag crashed to the ground spilling out his contents but the redhead didn't care about that, his mouth lay agape as his lips trembled while his wide eyes stared in horror at the image in front of him.



Fire.......fire everywhere.....the village was covered in fire.....he heard the screams of those still in the village but all he could do was stand there in horror watching the buildings burn and his eyes scanned the area....noting the scarlet liquid coloring the white snow red......


blood.....screams.....fire......what happened....who did this?! But something hit Karma as he realized something.....


His family.....

He sprinted into the village leaving his bag behind, running into the fire as tears drenched his face, he ran as fast as his legs could take him his hat flying off as he ran faster but didn't care about that, the mixture of heat and warmth on his face as he ran past burning homes with people still stuck inside but he didn't care.....Where was his home...his family....


He'd finally reached his house.......only.....to find it had been burned to the ground like the rest....his lips trembled as tears streamed down his face..."No.....no.....no no no no no no NO NO NO NO NO! NO! NO! NO! PLEASE NO!" He yelled into the air as he ran into the house that was charcol now to search for his family praying they where okay......he did not find them......he checked what remained of the upstairs...he didn't find them......he looked in his parents room....he did not find them, nor his dad......


...He ran out of the house shouting at the top of his lungs, "MOM! DAD! JIN! WHERE ARE YOU! PLEASE ANSWER ME!" But no reply..."PLEASE!....PLEASE........P-PLEASE........please.....you-you can't leave me like this..." His voice died down as the tears consumed his voice...and he trudged to the last place he could think of....the mountain......where his sister trained him....

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