Little Hunter

Chapter 2

???
"Ana, respond. Where are you?"

Ana
"...In position."

Man on Radio
"You have less than 2 minute before someone returns."

Ana
"...No problem."

???
"A..aa...a..."

The girl is wiping the blood off herself with a towel. A man on the ground gargling on his own blood, and a bloody dining knife nearby on the floor.

She walks out of the room, locking the door behind her. A female attendant approaches her looking for her master. The girl suddenly switches on a cheery face and wave at the attendant.

Attendant
"Is master busy?"

Ana
"Oh! He fell asleep already! He was talking about bringing me to theme park while drinking a lot. His face is also  red."

Attendant
"Ah, that's pretty normal. He drinks a lot. Are you leaving already miss?"

Ana
"There's nothing else to do, so I want to go home."

Attendant
"Very well, I'll escort you to your car. Please extend our gratitude to your family for accepting our invitation."

Ana
"Okay!"

The attendant escorted the girl out to the front door, where a car and a driver has been waiting. The driver greets the girl, opens the back door of the car and quickly closes it after the girl enters. The driver swiftly enters the driver's seat and drives out of the mansion.

Driver
"As expected. You did your job well. I'm surprised you could act like you actually have a family."

Ana
"..."

Driver
"Still doesn't talk eh? No matter. Our boss will be delighted. I'm sure you're tired, so get some rest. I'll wake you up when we've arrived."

The girl's consciousness slowly drifts away. Despite being an assassin, she's still a child. Exhaustion easily takes them out of service. Although she was trained to kept awake for three days max without sleep. She hasn't encountered any situation needing more than a day, as she's efficient enough at her task.

...

Ana
"..."

She slowly opens her eyes. Expecting the roof of a car, she's instead met with the sight of a clear sky hiding behind tree leaves. It was all but a dream, a memory of the past. One she wants to leave behind. Yet here she is, in the middle of nowhere, not knowing anything about the world. The girl stood up and left with her belongings.

It's been a week since then. The reports of the missing dolls she killed previously should've reached places. Although she hasn't use it, sooner or later the girl will have to discard her P90 and the jacket. Anything that can identify her as the suspect need to go.

The girl, not willing to waste the equipment, decides to teach herself how to use the P90. She never used any automatic firearms before, her previous work mostly rely on her infiltration and close quarter assassination. Therefore she was barely taught how to handle one. The girl has previously inspected the compact SMG, so she knew which part does which.

She uses several trees in the woods she's in as targets, then she switches off the safety to semi auto and took aim with the red dot sight attached on the gun. After stabilizing her aim, she slowly pulls the trigger. The minimal recoil barely moves her, but still enough to shake her aim off. Her first shot with the P90 hits close, but off her intended point on the tree trunk. She continues to fire off five, ten, fifteen rounds off to get the feel of it. Not long, she has spent one entire magazine of fifty round ammo.