The Assassin in Gray

Part I : The day I became an assassin

Hey, my names Jake Rallen. My life was perfect... until the day I was captured to become an assassin.

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"Wake up J!" I barely hear through the door. Time for a crappy day at school. Great. Today is exams, can't play sick. I take a shower and throw on some clothes.

I get to school that day. "Jake!" I hear from behind me. I turn to see my best friend, Alex. Ugh. He is my age, but a total player. He has had almost 3 girlfriends in the past week alone.

"You want to come to the 3 broom(sticks) (A N:If you get the reference ily <3) after school today with me?" He asks me. Bars aren't really my thing. I'm a socially awkward teenage guy.

"Isn't that kinda illegal? Neither of us are 21..." I say, sarcastically. He definitely has a way around it, I know. He always does. Once, he snuck us into a Concert for free, another perk of being friends with a player, he can flirt his way into anything.

"I have fake IDs," He said. Not what I had in mind, but it might work.

"Uhh, I don't think so Alex," I say walking away

"Please Jay!" He always calls me Jay. I hate it. You know my name, use it right.

"You know I'm a social freak." I say. I just don't like talking. I'm more of a silent type, I guess you could say.

"Jake, can you just go out for one night? You haven't spent time away from home in a while with me" he said.

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"I can't believe you made me do this..." I say with an annoyed tone. We were walking to the bar with "fancy clothes" as Alex would say. Classy, right?

"It will be fun! Just trust me this one time!" He pleads

"Alright..." I say in a doubtful tone. I know where this night is headed, into a corner.

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I'm in the corner, alone. I knew I was gonna end up here. I'm surprised that the security let us in. Alex is dancing in a moshpit of girls. Just like him, player. I need some air, so I grab my "ID" from a table beside me. Alex looks at me and I motion that I'm going outside for a bit. I sat on a bench outside and put my head in my hands. I can't believe this is happening. I'm at a club, at age 17. I look at my ID. Tonight, my name is Ryan Little.

"How did I even get into all th-" All of a sudden I hear a scream in an alleyway across the street. Being me, over curious, wanted to see what made the scream, so I went over to the alley.

I turn the corner and see bodies littering the floor. This was a scene of a massacre. I start to back away slowly, when a bag gets put over my head. I smell a funny substance, and I all I remember is me blacking out.