Classy Assassin

Part 1

(Jasper's POV)

I'm such a failure!! I have never failed anything in my life. And I can't believe I just did. I also can't believe I'm in love with my goddam partner. What the hell is wrong with me. I mean ... We've known each other since we were babies. But now ....? I need to focus. That's why I'm a failure. Because I wasn't focused. And I lost the guy I needed.

"It's really hard to focus when you got a hot partner. Ya know?"
I say, drunk, nearly falling off the chair.

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"Fuck..." I say, trying to stand.

"Jas?? What the hell are you doing??"
She says, trying to drag me to the couch.

"Oh nothing .... " I say, waving my hand.

"You liar. Stop getting so drunk." She shakes her head.

I drop onto the couch and soon fall asleep.

When I wake, she's gone. Fuck. What?? Where did she go??

Aw dammit. She took my fuckin pistol...

I grab my knives. I feel terrible, but at least I'm sober ... What time is it?

- Finding my partner -

She left a note, how convenient....

"Dear Jas,... I have gone to fetch us some money, I'll be back, I promise..."

I hate when she does this.

I crumple the note and shove it in my pocket.

I hope she brought her phone with her.

Shaking my head I jump out the window and onto the rooftops. I take out my old-fashioned map and study the note again. Her messages are getting harder and harder to figure out. I guess she loves challenging me.

As I jump, I remember all the times she kissed me for show all the times she held my hand, and the times we ...... I'd better focus... Nevermind...

But before I can say more, my dick starts getting hard.

"Fuck.... Not now... Not now..." I say, reaching the first place I need to go before I find her.

Goddam it... At the worst fucking times ....

It sucks being a guy. It really does.... All that teasing she did to me over the years has ..... made me a bad guy... For bad things...

I ring her.

"Hey! It's Jas! Why did you leave me?? Your messages are getting too challenging... "

"I know.... Hehe" she says, giggling.

"I hate when you tease me. You don't know what it's like for me...."

"But I do..... That's why I do it. " She says.

"Well fuck you haha." I say, trying to hurry up and get my disguise on for the gala.

"You need to be more careful around me then..... I might break you, partner...." I say.

No answer.

"Well.... After this gala.... We'll 'talk' about it..." She whispers.

"Haha, maybe.... " I say.

I tug on my jacket and set my watch.

- (Zayne's POV)

Jas is such a booger sometimes... Too overprotective. I mean sure, I've known him since we were babies but .... Damn. He's suck a tease. I can do it right back....

And he never calls me by my name.... I'm special....

He probably has a crush on me anyway, doesn't he?

Well. Food time!!

I launch myself towards the food are a and take some of the food and stuff it into my bag. Ah. Some snacks for later. Now... Some wallets to steal.

I meet with Jasper at the front hall and let him in.

"Hello, Darling...." I say.

"Ah yes ... Sorry I'm late...." He says, ruffling his hair.

I already snagged some goods hehe. He's late.

I grab some more and then take the attention to someone else eating all the food as someone almost notices.

I grab Jasper's arm and whisper;

"I think someone's watching us..."

"Vell. Vell. Vell. Vhat do ve have here...." Someone says, placing a manicured hand on my shoulder.

"Don't touch her. " Jas says.

"Oooh ..... protective are ve?" She says.

"T-Torres-Hernandez?? What are you doing here??"

"Yeah... We weren't expecting you." Jasper says.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I can't just turn myself in to her. I don't know what she's capable of. She's dangerous.

"So..... Vhat vill it be....? Ah, you or Jasper?"

"You're lying. You know Jas can't protect me forever... We both knew you would come for me. It was just a matter of when. And here you are. "

"About time I came for my prized sheep, no?" She pulls out a gun and starts a fight.

"Ay you!! Down or I'll shoot!!" She yells.

Fuck, Jas, watch out!!!!! Get out of the way, I say, jumping in front of him. The powerful bullet throws us back, but the metal sheet I'm wearing protects me from it's blast.

"Thought I wouldn't come prepared huh? Come get me Torres!!" I say, parkouring up the stairs dodging bullets. I jump out the closest window,
shattering the glass.

I carry Jasper's pistol in my right hand and shoot towards the window.

I see Jasper jumping, following me, and Torres not far behind, but sporting a wound in her right arm.

"You foolish bastards!! Get your asses back here vight this instant!!"

The chase continues.

At last, I reach the last rooftop.

"NOOOOOOOOO" Jasper shouts. 

"I'll be fine, Jas!! Save yourself...." I say, waving and jumping.

"NOOOOOOOOO MY PRIZED SHEEP!!" Torres-Hernandez screeches.