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I was only nine when my parents died. I was to fend for myself. No one
else knew that my parents died except for my very close friend who was nicknamed
Angel Of The Night. My nickname was Shadow Of The Dark. We got them when we were
five. We took this quiz to find out our nicknames. It was fun, and on some we
had to guess. But in the end we liked our names. When my parents died, her
parents left to join a group in a different county. Christina,Angel Of The
Night, was left to stay with her Uncle, but he died for some unknown reason, and
she left with me. We had taken all of our stuff, and some extra cash, not
spending it. We got food from a near-by orphanage.
I was tierd of people staring at me in my school. This was becouse I wore
all black clothes, while they wore bright pink and yellow. I hated them and they
hated me. I sat at a small table in the back of the cafeteria with only me and
Christina sitting at it. When Christina was not at school, and I was left there
alone and would read books.
I was a loner and a rebel. I got sent home four times a week, normaly.
When I was sent home once, I went to the corner of a bar. It was closed, but I
saw a man in a black cloak waiting by the door. He turned around and saw me. I
thought he was going to ask me why I was not in school, but instead he called me
over.
"Huh?" I asked. I was shocked. That was the first time in years I ever
had an adult ask me and not tell me. I walked over and asked him what he wanted.
I was sure I looked dirty with my black hair to my mid-back. My skin was pail. I
always wore black or dark gray.
"Want a job, little girl?" he asked without a smile or a frown. He seemed
to look somewhat scared.
"What kinda job?" I asked.
"Assassination." he said. I was surprised. I had never been told I could
have a job or anything. And I knew killing people was worth a lot of money.
"Umm, I have to think. Do I get a weapon?" I asked. I was getting into
this.
"Follow me." he said. I nodded my head in a 'yes', and followed him into
a dark alley. We were standing outside a door that was painted a deep red color.
We walked in and I saw that it was the back of a bar. I recognized this because
of the counter and the drinks behind it.
"You drink?" he asked. I shook my head in a 'no'. He handed me a cup of
soda. I took a sip. It was good and foamed in my mouth.
"Here are your choices." he said, showing my the back of the wall. There
were alot of weapons. There were swords of all sorts, ninga stars, katanas, and
one very lonely scythe.
"I'll take the sythe, please." I said, sounding smarter then I had though
I would. He handed it to me along with a piece of paper. "Whats this?" I asked,
confused.
"The name, address, and time that you will kill the person. They will be
alone then." he answered.
"What until then?" I asked.
"Umm, go into the back and meet the other young assasssins." he replied,
hesitating, then pointing to the back room. I walked to the back wall first,
picking up my brand-new sythe, then I walked into the back room, glancing at the
paper every now and then.
The room was full of people. But only a small group of people walked up to
me.
"Hey, you new?" one boy asked. He looked about 4' 9", an inch taller then
I, he had black hair and light brown eyes.
"Umm, yeah, I guess." I said. He looked cute, really cute.
"Ok, I will be your partner since I need one too. My name is Casey, but
call me Killa." he said.
"Ok, I have no nick name, but my real name is Eve." I said, sounding dumb.
"You can be Shadow." he said, shaking my hand.
"Hey. Who are they?" I asked, pointing at the other kids.
"Oh, this is 'Kool Kid(about 5' 3', male, brown hair, brown eyes,) He is
partnered up with her," he said, pointing at a girl. "This is 'Jinky', ( about
5' 2', a female, light blond hair and blue eyes). This is 'Gutter'(male, 5' 6",
dark brown hair, green eyes.) he is partnered with her ," he was now pointing at
another girl. "Her name is 'Slasher' (she was about 5" 4", dark black hair like
mine, and hazel green eyes). That's the gang. You will join me, lets get to know
each other." he said, and we walked over to a table.
"Your cute." I blurted out. I felt so stupid, and my face got red.
"You are, too." he said, looking hotter then ever.
"Whats it like here? Whats your weapon? How do you know you are killing
the right person?" I asked in a whisper.
He started to laugh. "Well, it is good here, I use a sword, and you go by
instinct." he said.
"Wow, you are good at remembering." I said.
"Thanks. Want me to show you around?" he asked.
"Uhh, sure." I said. We walked slowly down the hall. It was kind of dark,
even though the sun was high in the sky.
"This is the bathroom. This is the dining room, this is the library,
this is were we keep the weapons and sharpen them and stuff." he said, pointing
at different rooms.
"Were do you live?" I asked. The queston had been on my mind this whole
time.
"Here, I guess, if you call it living." he said.
"What do you mean here?" I asked.
"Well, I had no home and they gave me a room here." he said. "Lets go
to my room and talk about you." We walked awhile down the hall, to a place that
looked like it was an apartment complex. On the room doors were numbers.
"This is it." he broke the silence. It was room 435. We walked in and
I saw that his bed was about king size and he had a bathroom and a balcony.
"Nice." was all I could think of. He sat at the edge of the bed and
motioned me over. I sat down, and he grabbed my hand.
"Wha..." my voice trailed off as he leaned close to me. His lips on
mine were warm. I then realized I felt cold. When we finished, I looked to his
bed-side alarm clock. It was 12:53.
"Time for lunch. Lunch is good. Almost everyone is there. Lunch today
will probably be tomato soup and grilled cheese, since it is cold outside." he
said. We walked to the dining room and sat next to each other. Everyone was
talking about there last kill or there next one. I felt left out until it was
time to eat. Killa was right, it was tomato soup and grilled cheese. The food
filled my stomach.
"OH NO!" I yelled, remembering that I was supposed to meet my
friend, Christina, at the park during lunch. She always ditched after lunch was
over.
"What?" he asked, noticing I had forgotten something. I
ran out of the dining room and into the hallway. Killa followed me, panting. I
was fast. I ran to the alley, then to the park. Killa was right behind me. When
he caught up, he noticed I was talking to a girl.
"Oh, s**t." he said under his breath. I looked up at
him and Christina smiled.
"See you brought another one to me." she said. He looked
at her like she was crazy.
"He's mine." I said, smiling at him. He laughed.
"Normally girls scream for mercy while in my hands, not
fight over me." he said. That made us all laugh. We walked back to the back of
the bar. Christina was somewhat scared, but once we got there, she was offered a
job. She chose a packade of ninga stars. She was partnered with a boy called
'Slicer'. He was about 5' 8", she was 5' 6", he had green eyes, brown hair, and
he was tanned. She liked him, I could tell. They went to his room to 'get to
know each other'. Casey and I walked outside for awhile. We wanted to go to the
park or out to eat, but it was too late. When we got back, it was time for
dinner. We ate and went back to his room. I got to sleep in his bed, while he
slept on the floor.
I woke up in the mornging to a scream. It was
Christina. I ran to her, thinking something was bad, but she had gotten a name.
Her name was 'Joker'. She loved it. I asked her who she was going to kill
first, and she stared mindlessly at me. I asked her for the little paper the guy
gave her when she came in, and she handed it to me. She was going to kill
someone named Josh Klivington on Saturday at 10:45 a.m. at the park. I was going
to kill a women named Jane Michel on Sunday at 12:05 a.m. at the back alley of
the bar. It would be fun, the first kill.
The next day flew by with Christina gone. She had to
kill her person. It was Saturday, and me and Casey went for a walk. When we got
back, dinner was over and we went to sleep. My dream was horrible. I tried to
kill someone, but they came back to life and killed me. I woke up, I had sweat
pouring down my forehead. My clothes were soaked. The sun was rising, so I went
to the room that Killa had told me we went to to tend our weapons. I walked in
to find almost everyone in there. I walked over to a place were I could sharpen
my chosen weapon. As I sharpened it, sparks flew. When I was done, I went to
the dining room. As I walked in, I noticed that some people had started to eat.
I walked up to a seat by Casey, and pulled a bowl of cereal up to me.
"I would not eat that if I were you." Casey said, his
voice a little lower then normal.
"What?" I asked, in a whisper, lower then I had
anticipated.
"They don't buy that at your normal store." he said, I
was surprised that he had heard me. I pushed the bowl away and got a cup of
apple juice. "That's better." he said. When I was done with it, I went for a
walk, then went to kill. It was a women, sitting on a bench. How should I do
this? I asked myself. Follow your instinct was what I thought of. I walked up to
her, with my weapon in my hand.
"You know little kids shouldn't be playing back
here with there toys.....and there toys shouldn't be sharp." she said, sounding
a little annoyed. She must know she is going to die, I thought. I kept on
walking twards her. Her expression went from angry to scared. I heard a cat in a
trashcan near by. It jumped out with a screach, and I knew it was my time. I
pulled up my sythe, and drew it down. I heard a blood kurtaling scream of pain
come from the women. Dark red blood gushed from her head. She fell to the ground
with a THUNK I knew she was dead. I knelt down by her and heard police sirense.
I threw my sythe behind the trash cans and began to cry and whail. A police
officer walked over to me and said "What happened?"
"MOM, talk to me! Please!" I cried. I knew I
was a good actor. This is when I came in handy.
"This is your mother?" he asked. He knelt down
in a pool of dark red blood to examine her head. "Looks like it was done with a
weapon." he said into a walkie-talkie. After that a muffled voice muttered a
reply and then a crackling sound followed. He looked at me and told me to go
back to school. I told him it was Sunday, so he told me to go into the back of
the bar, then he started to walk over to his car and spend off to go somewere
else. I was glad at this news, and went over to the trash cans. Then I reached
back to grab my sythe, my hand hit a hard round cold object. I pulled it out and
it was a gun. I shoved it into my pocket, grabbed me sythe, and walked into the
back of the bar.
"Well done." I heard a voice from behind the
counter say. I looked and saw that it was the man who gave me the job. "Here."
he said, handing me a case. I opened it, and my eyes poped out of my head, or so
it felt. Inside there was pile after pile of money, some rings, and a necklace.
The rings were black and red, with a symbol on them. The necklace was black,
with, on the end, the symbol. Thats when I noticed eveyone had them on. Everyone
who had already killed there first person. "Room 436." he said. He handed me a
key. I walked down the hallway to Casey's room, and found out that my room was
across the hall from his. I walked into my room to find it a dark red, dark
gray, and black. My bed was big, a princess-like bed with crimson red silk
hanging down. I walk over to my bed to find that it was king size and has black
silk covers on it. It was about dinner time, but I was not hungry. I walked over
to the closet. It was huge. A big walk in closet. In it it had my kind of
clother. Crimson red, dark gray, black. All good. I walked ove and locked the
door. I walked to the bathroom, after grabbing a dark gray shirt and a black
pair of pants. I shut the door, leaving it unlocked, and turn the water on a
hotter warm condition. I took off my shirt, looking around, expecting someone to
pop out from behind the counter or something. I slowly took off my pants and
remaining of my clothes and stepped into the shower. I grabbed a bar of soap
that smelled like flowers. I washed my hair with shampoo that had no smell. I
stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in a dark gray towel. I walked over
to the sink, and noticed that there was a papper, folded up, by the sink. I
picked it up. On it, it said Hey, its me, Casey. After you get dressed, come
over please. I have to tell you something important. Ok? Bye.
I got my clothes on and walked to the door that let to the hall. I had a
little trouble unlocking the door, but then I went to his door, and walked in. I
found him sitting on the couch. He was wearing a jacket, a pair of jeans, and a
black shirt.
"So, you read my letter?" he asked.
"Yeah, whats so important?" I asked. He stepped up to me, looking scared. He
shut the door, and I got creeped out.
"Well....I..I'm......it's about this place. I came here when I was little. I
got dropped off by my mom who thought she could not take care of me. Well, after
about a week or two, they turned me into something incredible. I am now
a...vampire. They let me choose. Of course, I was little then, and they waited
for me to choose my time. I chose to change a month ago. Now I will always be
this way. This young. And in movies they say that vampires can be killed by
metal or a wooden stake. But those are lies. Those don't kill vampires. Nothing
can kill a vampire. I will always live. Now, let me try to remember the choices
they gave me. I remember that tere was a werewolf. There was also a spirit. The
other thing, other then a vampire, was a mix of one of those and an animal. Now,
you get to choose tomarrow, and I want you to really think about it. Think hard.
Don't make the mistake I made." he said. I listened carefully as he spoke. I
could tell that he cared for me deeply.
"I'll will think about it hard. What happened to your old partner?" I asked.
"She got put in juvie. She had a gun in the back alley, and was about to
shoot someone when the cops came. Somehow, she lost her gun. They never found
it." he replied.
"Some looking they did." I muttered.
"What?" he asked.
"This gun?" I asked as I pulled it out.
"Yeah." he said.
"You liked her, didn't you?" I asked. There was now a lump in my throat.
"Yes, but now I'm over her." he said, handing back the gun. I got up and
walked back to my room. I left the door unlocked for some reason. It made me
feel safer. I got into my bed for the first time and slept nice. I was thinking
in the morning about the night before. As I went to breakfast, everything seemed
to be normal. I couldn't find 'Joker', so I sat at my normal place be Casey. I
drank some apple juice and walked out into the bar. The man who gave me the job
walked over. Is it time? I asked myself.
"Did you talk to Casey lastnight?" he asked.
"Yeah." I awnsered.
"So? What do you want to be?" he asked. I was prepared.
"A cat vampire." I awsered, probably a little faster then he would have
thought.
"Sure." he said. He started to walk away, then he looked back and motioned
for me to follow. I got up and walked behind him. The room we stepped into
smelled like molding cheese that had been pickled. It was hard to keep from
barfing.
"Would you like to change now?" he asked.
"Sure." I said. He got out a needle and told me it wouldn't hurt a bit. I
wasn't even worried about that. The shot was done soon, and I felt a little
tingle going though-out my body. I felt funny, and fell to sleep.
I woke up in the late afternoon the next day. I looked the same. Well, my my
arms and legs were. I felt my head and felt two ears. I looked at my back and I
had a tail. It was dark in the room, and I felt dizzy. I started to wish my ears
and tail would disapear. Then, they did. I got up and started to walk around.
Then I saw a light.