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hope you enjoy fantasy. if you even read this
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The Last Assassin Clairevouyant
Chapter 1
The girl stood in a dark alley. No one knew she was there as she was blended into the shadows. Her target was worth more money than she had ever had, that was the main reason she and her partner had taken the dangerous job. Their target was a tall, dark-haired man wearing an extravagant fur coat over his custom-cut business suit. He was a full two feet taller than her 4’8”, and was but 8’’ taller than her partner’s 6’. She was used to being shorter than her prey, drinking caffinated drinks all her life had stunted her growth, but it was to her advantage. Her shortness allowed her to move quicker, have faster reflexes, and allowed her to kill her target faster.
“Sesiri! I’m taking the target now!” Sesiri’s earpiece said into her ear.
“No, Retho! Don’t be foolish. We take the target on his front porch, and then display his head where no one but an assassin Clairevouyant can touch or reach it. Be PATIENT Retho,” the girl known as Sesiri hissed into her handheld. She sighed; sometimes her partner was way too hasty.
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“…touch or reach it! Be PATIENT Retho!” his partner practically yelled into his ear. For a few minutes there was silence and then he heard a sigh. He could only guess what she was thinking, “He’s too hasty sometimes,” or something like that. ‘Whatever…’ he thought as he followed Sesiri’s lead.
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Shane Jorne was aware that two people were following him. He also knew that the people behind him were both professional assassins. One was male and 6’ tall, the other female and 4’8’’. One of them, the female he thought, was a specialized Clairevouyant, like he was. He’d known they were there when he had left his building and a few minutes later had decided on a course of action. He was planning to capture the female Clairevouyant, kill her male partner, and erase all her memories to make her his mate.
From parts of their conversation that he had picked up on, he discovered that the female was Sesiri and the male was Retho. Retho…he’d heard that name before. But where? And the girl, Sesiri, though he’d only glimpsed her in the darkness, he knew he had met her before.
A memory hit and he was watching himself as a 10-year-old standing in front of a girl no more than 6 years old. His mouth opened and his young self said, “What are you doing in the forest so late at night? Aren’t your parents going to be worried about you?”
The girl had just looked at him and started crying. When she had gotten a hold of herself, she said, “My parents are dead,” and she burst into tears again. Over and over he tried to console her, but he had no luck in succeeding.
He then had asked her what her name was.
“Sesiri,” the girl had replied. “What’s yours?”
“Shane,” he had answered in turn. “Will you be my friend for ever and ever?”
“What a weird question. But then you are a weird person. Sure! I need more friends.” She had sounded very grateful. She finally smiled and the next instant there was a flash of bright white light. Instantly Shane was back to the present and at his front step.
 shadow-shinigami321 · Tue Feb 24, 2009 @ 05:23am · 0 Comments |
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