(Inspired by some true events.)
Creating a masterpiece is quite an easy job. All you need is an artist, an assassin, a con-artist, a bomb expert, a hacker, and a spy. And Voila you can take over the world, or you can just create your own world inste...
A/N: When I use the word Bronde I mean she has light brown color which is not exactly brown and neither it is blonde, but rather in between. Basically Bronde+ Blonde= Bronde. ( Some times i use brunette, but I don't wanna confuse you so I'll stick to bronde lol) P.s the gifs I put don't represent how the characters look, but rather the expression and I put them for inspiration nothing more . I don't like to limit your imagination, so feel free to choose however they look like in your mind !
Now back to your reading :) enjoyy xx
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The cheerful little girl skipped down the road with a broad smile latched onto her rambling mouth. Her cello was latched onto the small curve of her back in its accustomed case, but it being an inch taller than the keen girl, made her stumble a bit as she struggled to lower her pace due to the eager news she wanted to spew out so badly.
But little did she know that the world was so small to fit in all of her big expectations. Eventually she was just a girl with so much to offer in a world where generous people seemed to suffer.
"Slow down piccolo ragazza!"
But it was already too late.
Though she did not fall down, her entire world sure did.
Standing there transfixed, the little girl watched a big puddle of blood trailing away from a body that lied there on the floor motionless. Devoid of life.
She heard the screams of people swarming her up and engulfing her senses, but she couldn't listen. Was it shock? Trauma?
Or maybe denial.
No one seemed to close the girl's eyes, neither did they drag her away from this horrid scene.
She just sat there and watched her mother's blood tainting the sidewalk and tainting the rest of her life too.
Mila woke up to the sound of a door slamming very loudly.
Her heart lurched forward against her ribs, and it desperately ached to be set free. Abruptly, her arms extended towards her surroundings in hopes of feeling any hard object underneath her slithering palms which seemed to roam everywhere. The clueless girl hoped for any hint regarding her whereabouts, for all she could see was darkness.
All of a sudden, the door was slammed open granting Mila sight of two tall men she couldn't clearly observe. Striding towards the apprehensive girl, they dragged her up and tied her hands behind her back as she struggled to break free out of their harsh grips.
"Federal criminal code makes kidnapping a serious , with prison sentences of 20 or more years, depending-
Before Mila could continue, one of the man placed his hand over the squirming bronde's mouth in attempt of shutting her up, but the furious girl sunk her teeth into his salty palm.
Screeching out loudly, the man cradled his wounded hand closely to his chest which granted Mila the opportunity to swing her head backwards and crash it against her second captor's head. She swiftly ran towards the door closing it behind her before she struggled to lock it due to her shaky hands with the keys that were not removed from the lock.
"They all say I'm hard-headed you feel me." Placing her hand over her heart, Mila muttered from the small opening over the door.
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