My Dear Assassin

I was born with this power, I was told to hide it, never let it show and never lose control. I was warned strong beings would try to kill me because of my power. Because they were stronger I must hide, but instead I decided why not become stronger.

My name is Aquila, and I am a deadly assassin.

My job tonight is to kill the corrupt business owner of Lee's Finding. If I succeed I will be paid enough to leave the the city and be free. If I don't I'm as good as dead.

The party is held in a big mansion near the outskirts of the city. I blend in to the crowd with my simple black dress. The neckline reaches the base of my neck with a simple tie in the back. Small patterns decorate the ankle length skirt with two slits in the front. From appearance I look innocent and polite, but I hold seven different knives and easy running access.

I head to the bar to ask for a drink blending in perfectly while looking for my target. I had little information about my target only a small description. Tall, black hair and brown eyes. I look around a nearly half the men look like that. Great.

The bartender hands me my drink and I take a sip savoring the burn down my throat.

"Do you possibly know where I can find any rich men here?" I ask him with a small smile. Knowing my target owns a booming business, I know he must be rich.

"Umm how rich we talking?" The bartender replies uninterested.

"The richest here" my smile grows and I lean forward a little bit.

"That'll be Mr. Lee owner of Lee's Finding."

"And where can I find this Mr. Lee?"

"Let me see..." the bartender scans the room pointing to a silhouette of a man leaving through a back door.

"There"

"Thanks, here is a tip for your help." I reply while dropping a ten on the counter.

I head to the door where my target just went through. The door leads me to a dark alleyway.

"Following me are we?" My target turns and I stare openly. He is just like my description, but so much more at the same time. His hair is raven black with loose curls that perfectly frame his face. He wears a dark suit that would make any woman fall for him. But what really lost me was his onyx eyes that looked like a storm brewed in them. Damn this job was gonna be hard! Why do I have to kill someone so good looking! Damn I'm staring! How long have I been staring? Shit! Say something!

"Um no?" Shit this is why I don't talk to guys.

A dark chuckle escapes him making my heart race. Making my heart race? Damn focus woman kill the target! Wow I really need to stop talking to myself-

"But May I ask? Why are you in a dark alleyway all alone? Your not planning on killing someone are you?" Haha get cause I'm about to kill him, anyway.

"No just looking for my next prey is all" he darkly said

Ok creepy "oh do you see that! Look!" I pointed at a trash can behind him. He turned falling for my perfect distraction. I threw one of my daggers with speed right at his back. But like lightning he caught it!

"You know normally when I meet girls they flirt with me, but never have I ever had someone try to kill me" now facing me a wicked grin spread across his face.

"There's a first for everything" I say as a I attacked with another dagger in hand...