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Tell me what you think.
I never imagined my life would turn out like this becoming a cold merciless killer, hunting innocent people and criminals in the night sticking to the shadows. I would stalk every movement until I found the right opportunity to kill the victim, I felt no emotion I had been cold for a long time this was just a job to me I had to complete. It had its advantages I did the job I was hired to do then moved onto the next job, the money was great , jobs were quick and easy and I was able to travel the globe there were many perks to the job that would attract number of people until they had to look into their victims eyes and their terrified look before you silenced them forever. That was my life stalking people in the night forever alone.
My first kill will stick in my mind forever, I may have become a professional killer, but the first time was the hardest. The first job I was hired to do was to kill a criminal and his family no matter how much I felt the family shouldn't be killed for the actions of the husband and father what made it worse was they had no idea he was involved in the illegal trafficking of woman into Britain from poor foreign countries used for prostitution .I had no choice if I didn't do it someone else would kill them and in a more sickening way then I had planned, I was going for the kill quick and pain free.
I wasn't always alone I was dumped around the age of 5, just were I was able to some faint recognition of having a family and parents, my past wasn't depressing they didn't die or do drugs they just simply decided they didn't want me and I was dumped on the nearest doorstep. After that it was a constant move from foster home to foster home, none of them wanted to keep I was to disturbed and cold for them to keep around. Their decisions made me like this cold and emotionless wanting no one and only relying on myself. I never got the wish I wanted a simple loving family who were determined to push past my barriers and make sure that I knew I was loved and welcomed into their life and home but no as far as they were concerned the thicker the skin the darker the mind. From this point on I was alone and could only rely on myself.
When the people came I thought that I was finally going to get my wish to have a family but no they were only recruiting to find trainees for their own purpose, so they could provide their own selection of grown and trained killers for any purpose a client required, but I broke away from them to work on my own it;s thanks to that this is what I am, they were careful choosing their recruits there was nothing special in the people chose they simple chose the ones who were the emotionally closed off and cold, the children they were not ever able to place with a family permanently.
