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It was an other dark night rain poured down slashing on the sidewalk creating puddles around the street and lighting lit the sky. I was looking at my history of all successful missions I had ever accomplished. My name is Amy, and I was an assassin for the Japanese government only to assassin all that knew too much about the government. My partner my older sister Hitomy was also an assassin with great history. We had been assassins for 15years now, I was only 8 and my sister was 9 years old when we had first became assassins. We had became assassins at such young age because of two reasons in particular. First of all our father was a great assassin so of course we’d have to take his place. But the main reason was because my family had been victims of an illegal assassination and my father was killed, my mother was almost. Sadly my mother couldn’t take care of us so we ended up living with my father’s friend Tashta which was head of an assassin academy so he made an exception. After 2 years my mother was fine and gave birth to my sister Kari but we remained assassins, my mother never found out.— As I lied on the ground I herd a noise coming from Hitomy’s room followed by silence At that moment I started to get worried so I ran up the stares and to her room but when I opened the door all I saw was a nightmare. She was gone along with her stuff. As I backed up against the wall, a letter fell from one of Hitomy’s moon shaped shelves. My heart raced against time as I read it slowly, it said:
You think your so great Amy Lee?
Well I have something to tell you
this mission isn’t going to be so easy,
you see I have the power to kill all I want.
You have 14 days to save your sister and kill me before
I kill her and you. Fame and fortune won’t help you now
what will you do? Who are you the Killer or the killed?
He was right I couldn’t rely on my “people”to save her or me.. I had to do this, it was my job to protect.. I failed so I needed to take my responsibility and stop acting like a small child, hiding from her childish fears. It was time for me to give it all I had to do what I had tried to hide from the day I became famous, that I was an aristocratic assassin. There as the lighting hit I fell on the floor sitting in the corner, screaming and deceiving and thinking of her its frightened me thinking that an other person had been “dissipate” from me once more. I fell a sleep in my thoughts. It was real... I had to be myself no more of this gothic personality I had liked. I had to be me Amy Lee, aristocratic assassin that fears nothing, that feels nothing and that regrets nothing. Now this my mission.