Chapter 4: Assassins?

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Imagination Station

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Yeah, are you deaf or something,” The man looked at me. 

“N-no I just didn’t expect such a nice soul to do such a thing,” I gave a weak smile. 

Why would Adrain participate in such a bad thing. He isn’t that kind of person. There must be a misunderstanding somewhere. 

“Wait you said assassin right,” I asked again hoping I just misheard him. 

“Yeah, why,” The man looked back at the ground. 

“B-but I know he would never do such a bad thing,” I looked at the ground next to him. 

“First of all, kid...you misunderstand the meaning of bad and good...we are doing things for the good of the world,” The man stood up and ambled over to a board in the corner of the room turning it around. 

“For example... you know the leader of Russia was recently chosen right,” The man asked. 

“Yeah,” I nodded. 

Well, that’s just the problem... Mr. Fritz was part of one of our biggest enemy groups...all that he wants is to gain enough to people trust so that he can take us and the rest of our allies down,” The man pointed to the board. 

“But that doesn’t make sense... why, and how did he get the people to vote him,” I asked. 

“Simple really, he had people on the inside of the government to make sure that this year's other candidate was nothing compared to him. That person inside we still have no idea who they are...but we do know that he wants to release chaos throughout Russia,” The man continued. 

“That still doesn’t sound like good enough proof to attack the leader of Russia,” I protested. 

“SHUT UP...Just listen... anyways, we need to stop him before something bad happens,” The man smacked the board. 

I still didn’t think it was a good idea, but I still had one last question. 

“What happened to Adrain,” I asked wide eyed. 

“Oh...Adrain right... he um... he ended up in one of the freak accidents,” The man sounded just like the Docter.  

“YOUR LYING, YOU KNOW THE TRUTH, TELL ME I CAN TAKE IT,” I shouted as a tear rolled down my cheek. 

The man sighed. 

“Maybe it will spark a light in you to join us,” The man proceeded. 

“Adrian.... he was on the latest mission to figure out what Fritz wanted to do but... he...he,” The man stuttered. 

“Spit it out,” I sounded mad. 

“He was-,” The man stopped. 

“TELL ME,” I yelled at him. 

“HE WAS CAUGHT BECAUSE OF ME OK,” The man dropped to the ground. 

“W-wait what,” More tears started to roll down my face. 

“What did you do,” The same fear from before filled my body. 

“We were so close... he insisted that we go back because of the number of guards guarding the safe room...but I thought we could do it...I jumped out and I fought them...I wasn’t strong enough...as they were about to shoot me sqaure in the head, Adrain pushed me out of the way,” I could hear the man sniffling. 

“Then what...THEN WHAT,” I roared. 

“Then he... he died of a shot to the head,” The man bent his head down. 

“No, no he didn’t,” I was sobbing at this point, “Why didn’t you listen to him.”  

“I am sorry... I really am,” The man whispered. 

“SORRY WON’T CUT IT,” I jumped out of the chair with the knife in my hand. 

I pinned the man to the ground with the knife to his throat. 

“TELL ME ITS NOT TRUE,” I bellowed at him. 

“IT IS, AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO CHANGE THE RESULT... OTHER THAN AVENGE HIM,” I stopped at the last word he had told me. 

Avenge me. Avenge me. Avenge me. It sounded so familiar. I couldn’t lay my finger on it. 

“Say that last word again,” I stammered. 

“Avenge me,” The man looked confused. 

I sat up remembering that those were Adrian's last words to me. I stepped away from him. 

“I am sorry for that outburst...I don’t know what came over me,” I apologized. 

“Anger came over you kid,” The man sat up catching his breath. 

“Sorry,” I apologized once more. 

“No problem...but now that you see why we do, and what we do,” The man ambled over to me. 

“Would you like to avenge Adrain with me,” I could tell the man was smiling. 

“Yes sir,” I nodded quickly. 

“Well then, let's get to the hideout and discuss your first mission,” The man dragged me out of the door back into the frigid night. 


Submitted: April 22, 2021

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