Marthe Woertman Imagines

Sold

Before I met Marthe I was an assassin because I had powers and it was the only way I knew I could earn money and stay hidden. I didn't want to join any organisations afraid I might get looped into a mess I didn't want to be involved in. When I met Marthe however everything changed it's as if nothing else mattered and she was all I needed in life to be happy. Even the one thing I was afraid of which was joining an organisation didn't matter anymore. You see Marthe was the daughter to a very dangerous businessman. He was brutal and showed no mercy. He was known to do anything for his daughter to keep her safe and close by. After a difficult but necessary argument with Marthe about letting her father know about our relationship she agreed to introduce him to me. I agreed to work with them but was still determined to stay hidden. Recently I overheard the boss and some of the higher ups talking about selling me away. I was alarmed but knew all along Marthe's dad never accepted me from the beginning. I always stayed cautious and never trusted anyone in this building other than Marthe.
The day they sold me off Marthe came home from a Mission not knowing where I was. Marthe stormed into her father's office still in her suit from the Mission and furious. "Where is Y/N?!" Her father took his time turning around in his chair to face her. "Where is she father?! What did you do to her?!" Marthe exclaims angry and trying to show as little fear as possible. "I sold her." Her father says simply with a small smirk. Marthe's face turns into a frown and her hands sparking blue her powers reacting to her anger. Marthe takes a deep breath and makes the blue flames subside then calmly but firmly asks, "Where is she?" "Probably dead by now." Her father scoffs with a wide smirk on his face. Marthe lets her powers go, flames go off all around her but only letting it burn the people around her a little bit as a warning. Marthe then walks out and packs up a bag to leave to find me.
The only reason Marthe didn't hesitate to kill everyone in that room or burn them till they told her where I was, was because before I got sold off I told Marthe everything. All that they had planned and when and where I was going. Marthe wanted to go off to tell her father off right when I told her but stopped her because as much as I knew she would do anything for me. Despite that man being a horrible man he was still her father. I didn't want Marthe to choose between the two even if she wouldn't think twice about who she would choose at that very moment. I knew that if Marthe didn't know my whereabouts and if I would be safe she would have in that moment burned the whole building to the ground. Trained assassin or not the thought of that many deaths in your hands would kill you from all the guilt. Both of us were assassins but that never meant we didn't feel remorse.
Marthe walks out of that building and immediately starts her Mission to reunite it's with me.