Just_J15
Zoe's first memory was a gunshot.
She was seven years old when they came for her village. Her earliest memory was of her mother's hand , warm, safe, pulling her toward the woods as the flames swallowed their home. Her father's voice, shouting orders in the distance, was the last sound she ever heard from him. The fire consumed everything. Her past. Her family. Her name.
When the soldiers found her, there was nothing left but a terrified child covered in soot and ash. Orpheus had no use for the girl who had once been Zoe. she became Asset 12, learning to kill with precision and vanish like smoke, a child of no family, no past. She was a tool, and tools didn't need names.
By twenty-six, she was one of the most lethal operatives alive.
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I do not own the characters but the story and Zoe is mine so yeah enjoy!