Hell and back

It was 3 in the morning and the sky was pitch black. A giant explosion brought an entire building to flames, slowly collapsing.

A woman’s silhouette appeared ing in thehe distance, slowly walking h out off thehe burning building. Despite the heat on her back she was calm and nonchalant. Not a single drip of sweat on her. Her expression and demeanor were regal and intimidating, like she hadas survived hell and back and now ruled the world.

Her black as the night sky, her eyes an Ashely grey. Her hair was straight ands was in a side part. It reached her shoulders and accentuated her gentle features.

“Mission complete.” She says touchingng the ear peice on her we left ear. Her voice quiet and’s gentle but resounding, she was a true leader.

That’s one of the things people loved about out her, she didn’t yell or get angry, but her voice was strong and commanding. They couldn’t help but follow her.

She was only 22 years old but had already achieved the top at 17. At first people underestimated her, didn’t spare a glance. After all she was just a child…what did she now about the underworld? However, it didn’t take long for her name to spread. Once they saw her skill they couldn’t help but look up to her.

When she arrived at headquarters everyone kneeled as she walked by. They had seen her grow, they had raised her and trained with her, but they didn’t dare look down on her.

They could still remember the day their boss had walked in with an unconscious 7 years at old child in her arms. That was the first year one in many years that she had softness in her eyes, everyone was stunned, some on the verge of tears, others thought she had went insane. But one thing was certain, it left a deep impression on them.

Now she was all grown up and had long surpassed them. They couldn’t help be proud.

Their little Ray of sunshine (nickname) had made a name for herself as Agent Scarlet the number one assassin in the world.

Scarlet walked into the main office at thee end of the hall on the top floor, her black heels kicking and her hips swaying under her tight knee length skirt, the valley off her breast exposed by the black blouse she wore under her suit jacket.

Despite her outfit being professional, like many others who had either tattoos or pericings, she had 4 earrings on each ear. Two “tube” like earrings on the top, one on the bottom and a dagilling one on her earlobe. It was a mix between a dagger and a fan ( both weapons she trained with) her adoptive mother had given it to her on her 15th birthday.

She walked in and sat on thee small sofa on the corner off thehe room sipping the teas that was already prepared at the perfect the moment she arrived.

The woman sat on the large table able in front off her was the boss and founder off the entire organization. In other words, her adoptive mother, Beatrice ‘Le Morte’ the war orphan.

“This is a first.” Said Scarlet, sounding amused “If you look so worried…is is the end of the world?”

she taunted.

Only she would have the guts to say that to her.

Beatrice sat there staring into her soul with her her shrewd hazelnut eyes which were almost always squinted. But Scarlet didn’t flinch. She sighed and broke the silence.

“ it’s a relatively easy mission. However it does require skill and our infiltration squad is to proud to accept it. But the commissioners are to important to just send interns and novices.”

Scarlet’s attention was caught. Her curiosity got the best off her. That was the one thing that still showed she was human.

After all she never felt guilt, rage, sadness or resentment and revenge for her faked death that was staged to be an accident but in reality it was a murder. Her thirst for knowledge and amusement was the only thing she had left. Even for the woman who raised her she simply felt indebted, she had never loved anyone not even her family. Maybe it was a side effect from the crash but her emotions were all numbed. She was a decent actor and even bettered at shoving things deep down until she burst, and when she did burst she wouldn’t simply blow up a building on one off her missions…so no one ever really knew, they had a slightly idea but didn’t understand the intensity and severity of her emotional void.

“Details” she demanded.

Beatrice stared at her stunned and confused.

Scarlet: “I’m intrigued, you need an ilfitration agent. My disguise skills are top notch and I planned to take a break on missions for a while so I don’t have anything assigned. I’m perfect for this so start briefing!”

Beatrice stared at her blankly before breaking out in laughter. Catching her breath she reluctantly agreed and nodded, then she handed her the papers and started explaining the mission.

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