Not all Supers want to be heroes. Especially not me. I just want a quiet life, where I can hate everyone from a far and never be in the spotlight for my unusually powerful gift. My plan is working for me just fine. Well, it would be working for me just fine; if I hadn't stopped a cold-blooder killer from shooting my town's biggest young hero on stage, in front of hundreds of people. Now - because my life just isn't messed up enough - I'm helping the victim, Chase Reynolds; a senior at Hayeswood High and all round pain in the derrière, find and catch his almost killer, before they make another attempt on his life. Great. Ever wonder if you make plans just so they can be crushed under the boot of some greater, omnipotent force? Yeah, me neither.

I am a killer. Not those cheesy ones, like 007, but an actual killer. I know what your thinking, what with the me being thirteen and all that, but I am. I infiltrate places, gather information, and never use my real name. That's because I have no real name. Like all the other members of the Achilles program, I have a number. My number is Four. That number is unlucky in some places, but it's true. I am the fourth student to be chosen for the Achilles program, out of the 600 and growing. And I am the best. There is no hiding from me. If I need to find and kill you, I will do it. All you can do is hope for a swift death.