Chapter 1: Shura (part 1)

As I lie here on the roof٫ next to the railing٫ dark clouds emerge from the horizon. I smile. My phone buzzes beside me٫ I answer swiftly. The voice from my phone is familiar as he says ‘Hello Angel, your first target of the night is a man dressed in all black. He is currently in a group about to pass by. Seperate them then make quick work of it. We’re all counting on you.’ with that, he hangs up. I find my target easily considering he is obnoxiously loud. ‘You’ve got to be kidding me.’ I mutter under my breath. When lightning strikes, I jump from the roof to the metal fire escape. Thunder coverning any and all sound I make. I watch the group turn around and I merge with th shadows. ‘Shit where are they going. They better not be drunk.’ I whisper. As I watch them walk away I drop to the floor. Following them casually, I smile when they turn down a secluded alleyway. Taking my hair down, I let my black hair fall messily over my face and shoulders. I walk - well stumble - up to the man in all black prretending to be drunk. I ask in a slurred voice ‘Can you help me home I appear to be lost.’ He happily accepts of course and he slides his hand around my waist. I fight every instinct in my body to not snap his arm out of place. We walk off and when and only when I am certain no one is around I pin him against the wall pulling my dagger from my hip and press it to his thoat. ‘Whoa, what are you doing with that?’ he asks.

‘Ending your pathetic excuse of a life.’ I whisper against his ear. He swallows then counters with, ‘If my life is oathetic then what’s yous?’ I pause staring at him blankly. ‘Mine?’ I breath ‘Mine is rewarding, and if you wish to keep your tongue, I suggest you shut that mouth of yours.’

‘Like you have th-“ I cut him off by grabbing his tongue and pressing my blade to it. ‘Wanna bet?’ I say with mock sweetness. I watch his eyes go wide but stubborn as they are, he kicks my knee. Ignoring the pain seering up my knee, I cut his tongue off. His scream of agony is cut short by me grabbing my gun and shooting him from under his chin. When his body has gone limp I let it fall to the ground. I walk - well limp away returning my gun to the holster on my hip. Cleaning my dagger of the blood now coating it. I call my Boss while leaing against the wall. He answers. ‘It’s done but I sustained a knee injury.’ I state rather bluntly. He laughs through the phone. ‘I knew you could do it. Go home and rest. You can have the rest of the night off unless we find someone needing your specific skill set.’ he hangs up and I limp down the street. I get to my building and I limp up the stairs - well it was more of a crawl. Right when I put my key in the lock my phone rings in my pocket. ‘Ugh … what now’ I answer anyway, I don’t want to find out what happens if I don’t. ‘Hello sir’

’Hello, we need your help with a certain target.’ he pauses giving me enought time to ask, ‘Where are they then?’

He replies bluntly with ‘Directly below your building and don’t let him distract you, he has a reputation for distracting people.’ I frown at his statment. ‘How will that be a problem for me?’ I ask camly even though I am anything but calm right now. ‘I’m not saying it will be. I’m saying be careful thats all your already injured.’ he answer quickly then hangs up. I scan the street below and my eyes snag on a man loitering by a lamp post. Instantly, I know thats my target. Strangely I feel like I recognize him but I don’t focus on it. I make my way down the stairs٫my knee making the job nearly impossible. When I get to thesreet blow, I grab my dagger from my hip and make my way towards the man remaining behing him. He turns around. I move into the shadows as quickly as my knee will let me. ‘I saw you,’ he pauses ‘and considering you aren’t supposed to be seen our doing a bad job at that.’ He goes silent. Is he expecting me to talk I think to myself. ‘So why don’t you and that pretty little dagger of yours follow me to somewhere…less crowded, hmm?’ I can’t help but scoff at his comment. I return my daggr to my hip and tie my hair back. ‘And why, would I go anywhere with someone like you?’ I ask remaining in the shadows. ‘Because, you’ll get a good fight out of it.’ he answers.

‘Hmm…tempting but no,’ I reply ‘and why would I go anywhere with some one I just met?’

‘Because I just so happened to train your boss.’ When he says this I get stunned and for some reaso can’t think of anything to say, but my hand is reaching for my gun. I can hear the humor laced with each word as he says ‘I wouldn’t do that if I were you or you really would have no choice but to follow me.’ Does he think that is a warning I shake my head then speak softer than intended, ‘Good thing your not me an tell me where we are going and maybe just maybe i wo’t do anything irrational.' my hand rests on my gun. ‘Lets just say, you’ll be able to fight more freely a-’

‘Do you even know what I’m here to do to you?’ I ask cutting him off. I step out of the shadows. I watch his eyes skim over my outfit then he speaks while I supress a shudder. ‘Well, judging your get up and weapons, I’d say your an assassin here to assassinate me. But I bet you can’t do it be-’ his answer is cut off by me shooting my gun but it hits the floor next to his foot. ‘How the fuck did I miss.’ I mumble.

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