The Yellow Umbrella

The day started dark and grey, not unlike most other days that week. You could tell just by there air alone that it was going to rain. So when the heavens finally broke, everyone's umbrellas opened in unison. The rain pitter-pattered off of the endless sea of navy blue and black creating an eerie sense similarity. One thing stood out though. In the middle of the sidewalk, a bright yellow umbrella could be seen bobbing up and down. The woman under it, a short Cuban with cascading brown hair, was listening to music and smiling. In the midst of frowns and black, something bright and happy stood out, and that would not be tolerated. Everything must be the same, mundane and dark. At least that's what I've always been taught. Differences are evil, a danger to the country, they must be eliminated. That must be the reason why I'd been sent to kill her.

My first ever fic, hope you enjoy!
Oh, and the cover is not mine, it's a photo from some HIMYM fan account, I though it was an appropriate image so I borrowed it, but all credit goes to the original artist.