The Assassin | Dreamcatcher

Chapter 23

Dami washes her face free of the dirt of today, already feeling refreshed from the spritz of water over her skin.

"Ah..." She sighs and her mind returns to Siyeon. "I'm worried about her." Dami admits to herself as she leaves the bathroom, intending to go back into her bedroom.

Her feet stop in the space between the rooms as she notices that her bedroom door is open.

She definitely didn't leave it like that. Senses tingle in her brain and Dami turns deliberately to walk down the stairs and into the living room. As she sits on the sofa, her hand slides under the cushion and closes around the handle of a combat knife she secretes there.

Someone else was in the house.

Predictably, that someone comes into the room and Dami turns to look at them, no surprise crossing her features as she regards them coolly.

"Handong." She says lightly.

"You're not going to make it easy for me then." Handong sniffs in offence as she stands opposite Dami.

"No." She answers simply. "Who will make the first move?"

Handong lunges forward to grab Dami's free arm and pulls her off the sofa. Dami lets her and uses her momentum to slice the knife in the other hand towards Handong.

She blocks it with her own blade that appears out of her loose sleeve and they tussle with their knives, the metal constantly chinking.

Sweat drips furiously down Dami's forehead as she dodges and attacks, fear coursing through her veins. She doesn't want to die. She doesn't want to die knowing that Handong would still be alive.

Sizing each other up as they battle, Dami knows Handong is far more skilled than her but refuses to give up as she blocks each attack with decreasing energy. There was the smallest chance to come out on top.

Handong stabs her knife up to the hilt through Dami's chest and catches her as the woman falls, all control failing.

She lowers her to the floor carefully and crouches there with Dami in her arms as she struggles to cling onto life.

"You bitch." She whispers with venom at the younger girl as she lies there weakly in her warm embrace.

Handong simply watches, her signature smile still on her lips. "You can't stop me anymore."

"What...are you going to do?"

"You don't need to know that." She says supremely, barely suppressing her winning grin.

"Tell me."

"A little betrayal is in store." She teases, feeling Dami's heartbeat weaken gradually against her body.

Dami's chest moves deeply in an attempt to bring air into her punctured lungs, but only the sound of blood rattles and she hacks up a dribble of blood. She falls back against Handong.

"Who...?"

"SuA." Dami's eyes widen, but Handong shushes her as if she's a baby. "You won't be alive to see it." The woman pauses, eyes sparkly cruelly. "You know what, there's something else I want you to know."

"Whaa...t?" Her eyelashes flutter weakly and her hand grips at Handong's jacket loosely.

"The whole mission where Siyeon got hurt. That was a fake gang, set up to trap Siyeon. I had planned for SuA to kill her, but...the girl let her feelings get the better of her and didn't." She shrugs as Dami continues to tremble.

"You sly..." Dami's eyes still and her breath catches as her body relaxes, eyes staring into nothing. Her hand falls away from Handong's jacket.

Handong gives a satisfied smile and lowers Dami's body to the floor. She slides the knife from her chest and wipes the blood off on Dami's clothes.