I don't forgive. Much less forget

Eleonora Rosa Bianchi is a well trained killer. From a young age she was made to be the most powerful weapon right next to the nuclear ones of course. Her mother, was in her completely unbiased opinion; a bitch. Although that didn't stop her from following her orders, like the good little soldier she was trained to be. "Run. We always run. Every month we must prepare. Because at any moment you will be with them and if that happens. There is nothing I can do.".Call it a coincidence but as she thinks back on it her mother may have been right. However crazy and paranoid she found it, in hindsight it actually makes a lot of sense. Climbing the old tree in her backyard was easy and took less than a minute. She had everything accounted for. Every. Single. Thing. What she did not expect however was an arrow right In the weak spot of the branch she currently was on. "Well, looks like you can't help me now mother" was her last thought before free falling backwards towards the snow covered ground.