Worldwide Assassins

when:2012
where:A desert in the United States

character: Akira Neiji- At 16 years of age she has to be the youngest of the few assassins. She has long black hair that goes down to just above her elbows. Her hair has a long side bang cut into it, the bang ending by the tip of her bottom lip, to cover her mysterious and powerful right eye. The eye color is red with fleck of black in it, but the odd thing is that the eye color forms the shape of a perfect five pointed star. She had this all her life but until a year ago she had never used it's dark and sinister power. Her other eye is a light brown and if you didn't lift the bang she'd be a pretty normal looking teenager. The truth is she is not normal. She is the top assassin at an organization that goes by the name Inferno. Inferno's purpose is to rid the world of mafias, gangs, and evil politicians that seek to use power and violence for their own gain. I guess you can say that the organization isn't bad but in the eyes of the rest of the world killing is wrong no matter who is dead. They keep a low key on U.S. soil, which houses their headquarters. The organization is quite large and has bases all around the world. The thing is they are extremely gifted at staying out of the government eye. But in America it's where assassins are created, including Inferno's top assassin.

"Kill, in order to live I must kill!" I was looking around blindly my right eye searing with pain. My vision was blurred and my steps were slowed. My eyes ran over a knife and I picked it up turning around ready to thrust it into a man's neck. "It's kill or be killed!"

I shot up in an empty room gasping. I put a hand to my head, my head was pounding away at itself. "Where am I?" I stood up. "Why am I wearing a medical robe?" I groaned and took a few steps towards the door. Leaning on the door frame I winced in pain as my head spun and throbbed. "Why can't I remember anything? Why can't I remember who I am?" My foot hit a duffel bag. I sat down and began to go through it. I found some pictures and even I.D. "Akira...Neiji. Japanese student at Oran High School. Age 16." I looked in a broken piece of what seemed like mirror on the floor across from where I was sitting. "So I'm Akira? If I'm Japanese how do I know English? How do I even know what a language is if I couldn't remember who I was. God @#!*% ..." I looked through the duffel bag and found a t-shirt and some jeans. I changed and went out the door.

"She better live up to expectations. If she screws up once kill her. I hate all these so called experiments. I could care less what you do to them, they are all just my puppets anyway." Two men were staring intently at a few monitors, a young girl was now wandering around the seemingly empty and abandoned building. The man standing turned to another sitting in the darkness waiting for orders. "Go shake her up, but don't let up if you do she will surely kill you." The man in the darkness nodded,"Yes master." The young man walked out of the room and began to sprint towards the young girl.

BANG! BANG! "What the heck!? Why am I being shot at!?" I ran down the hallway pushing a shelf full of boxes over. Looking back I saw that it didn't slow the man down one bit. My head began to pound again, my right eye getting a searing pain. I screamed and winced, stopping my strides. The man shot another round at me, it slowed and the stopped about and inch away from my head. I turned around now feeling warm liquid running down my face from my eye. With some unknown force I flung the bullet at the man not moving any part of my body to do so. It hit his arm and he fell to his knees screaming in pain the gun now at my feet. In an instant I was over the man with the gun pressed to the center of his forehead, smiling I pulled the trigger ending his life in a large splatter of blood. As his body fell to the floor I regained myself dropping the gun. Realizing what I had just done I screamed on my knees, "Who the heck am I!?"

3 months later
"She has lived through her training. She shall begin missions tomorrow, also she will train our next recruit." The tall well dressed man turned to me. I stood at attention in a black sports bra, black shorts and weights attached to my arms and legs. Hair in a ponytail but my right eye still hidden. "Your name is not Akira Neiji anymore, now it is Phantom and you belong to me and this organization. You kill or it's be killed. Do you understand?" I nodded slightly and said no expression on my face, "Yes sir!" The man turned and walked away and I walked back to my room, which happened to be the room where I woke up in the first place.

(such a tiny font lol i had to get my reading glasses for that)

I sat in my room and sighed. "Well at least I don't remember any part of my former life. Being here would probably be too painful if I did, so I guess I should at least be a little grateful." I lay back on my bed messing around with a knife I found in a dresser I now had in my room. I guess I only got gifts when I completed something. Soon I heard a knock on the door. I sat up,"Come in." Slowly my master opened the door. He was a rather short man, about a head shorter than I was, but he had such a commanding voice that you couldn't help but listen when he began to talk. Now I stood up. "Yes master?" The man came closer to me. "Tomorrow you will get your first job. It's rather simple and should be easy for somebody with your ability. He's a mobster in downtown Vegas, in my opinion he has gotten a bit too powerful and has killed, with his subordinates involved, over 200 people who owed him money around the south western part of America. Thing is the police forces and government is to stupid to figure this out on their own, so I think our aid is necessary." I nodded once, no expression on my face. "I will give you the information needed in the morning. He has countless maids and servants, so I will decide if you will be disguised as a maid or one of the 'bunnies' at a casino he owns. How ever I decide it you will not fail. It's kill or be killed." With that he turned and walked back out the door, shutting it behind him. I sighed sitting on my bed again. "So 'll have to kill somebody again, I don't think I can handle it."

name: Sora chiyoko
not much can be told about sora from anyone in existence... including himself. his black hair covers most of his face and his right eye because of the large scar on it. only his left eye is visible. his eyes are somewhat of a blue color, however, they turn blood red if he gets angered.he also wears a necklace with 3 blue metals on it. these metals are unknown to everyone except him.Sora's dark regretful past has caused him to become quite the assassin for the small underground assassins group, known as 4th spear. he carries a mysterious sword with him that is said to be light enough to wield silently but sturdy enough to slice through bone or thin steel without wearing or bending. to strangers there is more than meets the eye to this 17 year old assassin.

helicopters roared through the sky... men in jeeps on either side of me. I had to get away from here. the others had been killed and only i remained, they had found us. 'jericho..' the words echoed in and out of my mind as i sprinted past the frontline of men attacking the headquarters. jericho was the leader of our squad. he was like a father to me. i looked back one last time to see the headquarters bombed and completely obliterated to nothingness. 'one day.. they will pay for what they have done' i said in my head as my eyes glinted red in the moonlight.

(I love your characters first name!!! it fits his normal eye color perfectly sora in japanese means sky i approve of the name lol)

I woke up very early the next morning. Even though the sun wasn't even up it seemed that my master had already been up. The details of my job were already on the dresser and included was a 'bunny' costume. "God Dammit, I would have to do that." I got up and changed into the outfit,"This is so degrading." Thing about this outfit, it was easy to hide knives and very small hand guns in them, easier than a maids outfit at least. I walked outside where my master had already set up a way for me to get to the casino. I stepped in and looked out the window. 'I'll have to kill somebody, but he's an evil man, my master said so. Either way, it's killed or be killed. I would rather keep my life." Soon the car began to move.

(haha yes ik it means sky. thats why i chose it.)

my eyes slowly opened. after sitting up i realized that i had collapsed and fallen asleep after running several miles. after finally coming to realization i stand up and look around. "jericho?... jericho? are you here?....anyone?".... snapping again to realization i rememeber what happened last night. "jericho...." i lean back against a tree and put my face in my hands. "why did you have to die to save me? you were a much greater person than i was." getting angry i turn around and slam my fists into the tree" WHY JERICHO!!!" my knuckles on my right hand bleed slowly after i stop. 'have i become insane?' i think to myself.' i'd better get moving'
i slowly begin to make my way back to where the headquarters was.

After a little while of being restless in the car we came to a rather large and flashy building. There was already somebody from our headquarters that workeed on the inside, and if he said I worked there I know it wouldn't be questioned. But just to make sure other necessary precautions were taken as to make sure wouldn't be caught. I got dropped off in the back where other woman went to work. I got out and nodded to the driver who started to pull out immediately after I closed the door to the building. Now that I was inside I'd have to work regularly for a while and then get close to the owner of this establishment.

Time- 12:00 midnight

I was now sitting in a waiting room with other bunnies. I could hear very unpleasant sounds coming from the room we were waiting to go into, but my turn would be the last time anybody would ever hear those noises from that man again. Luckily next would be my turn so I wouldn't at least have to keep hearing those horrible sounds. Eventually the bunny before me came out and I was called in by a rather large man, who happened to be the man that was on the inside for me. I sighed and stood up. As I walked passed him he whispered in my ear, "There is another man in there with him, he's armed but not well enough. The owner on the other hand isn't, so take his associate out first. I'll be leaving now the rest is up to you." With that he walked out of the room. I took a few steps forward and now I was right in front of the desk of the man I was supposed to kill. As far as I could tell there were no security cameras around, this guy sure was arrogant when it came to how big his mafia family was. The owner stood up and began to come towards me. This was my chance before he started touching me. I reached down into my cleavage and pulled out the small gun, quickly pointing it at his associate. I pulled the trigger which sent the bullet straight into the middle of his forehead. With that the man fell to the floor. He probably wasn't dead, well not yet at least. Then pulled out a knife with my other hand and threw it into the neck of the casino owner. I had done my job, the owner wouldn't be dead right away either but would soon drown in blood now flowing down his windpipe. I rushed over the desk and out the window behind it. The other bunnies and associates were just opening the door at the sound of the gunshot. But I was already gone and outside, hidden in the shadows, the car coming to pick me up already. All of what just happened to place in a matter of seconds, I had finally killed somebody and been aware of it when it happened. The strange thing was I didn't care, all I knew now was that I had another week to live before my next job. I could get use to the life of an assassin.