Chapter 7: Problems continue, jobs at HQ

/Songs for the Chapter:

Nightcore: Rise Up

Nightcore: Solo/

THE SILENT ASSASSIN

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LIZABETH

I look at the seventeen year old boy in front of me who was now divested from what he did, well thank goodness he told her the truth, but well that totally crushed her into bits. She had hope in the first time she told him that she liked him several months ago. He changed the topic. But now that he knew what he felt for her –not in a good way— she told him again but she was in love with him, and he told her that he loves her but like his cute little sister. It had hurt her but she was happy that he saw her as his sister than he told her that he doesn't want her as his friend at all.

I looked at the boy that was looking down at the black rug underneath out shoes and asked, "Where is she now?" he looked into my blue-grey eyes with a small trace of hope in his dark eyes. Those are the same eyes from about none years ago.

I sigh while closing my eyes, "in her usual guest—," before I could finish I opened my eyes seeing him walking upstairs, "—guest room..." I giggled looking at him skipping some stair cases; with those long ass legs he would even jump the whole stair if he wanted to. I roll my eyes and got up following him while running like crazy.

I got to her room at the same time he did.

Man I really should ask dad to let them build an elevator in this big mansion.

He looked at the golden colored door handle he reached to open the door he pulled his hand back in hesitation. I huffed and grabbed the handle turning it then I realized that it's opened, "I didn't leave it opened." I murmured under my breath. I pushed the door open letting a 'creek' out. The room was dark it wasn't messy. Just then a song 'Twin Skeleton' by fall out boy was playing. I saw that on the bed she was sleeping her back facing us. She was facing the glass door that leaded to her balcony. Everything was the sa--.

I then saw an orange aid kid on the floor wide open the bandages were scattered on the floor. I saw a bottle of alcohol on her night stand. I silently walked in looking for a sign of blood or a blade. But there wasn't anything. Vladi on the other hand went towards her bed and looked at her neck or hand to see, but there wasn't anything. Or so we thought.

I squeezed his shoulders slightly earning his pained expression on his attractive face. I knew that he never wanted to see her like that, broken, shattered not even disappointed. Like I said before we make sure that she will never get hurt, physically, mentally nor emotionally: but look at what happened he did it himself. He broke her, shattered her, he knew that she was vulnerable. But I know that he never meant of hurting her. He had been crushing on her when we were fifteen. But strangely he lost all his interest when we grew older. He started liking Adriana another chick from Australia; she had a beauty that could slay any guy she wanted. But she never liked Vladi since she was a racist. Because of his dark skin and frizzled hair and dark eyes she never liked him in any sort of way.

I pull him outside of the dark room into the wide hallway. I saw how his dark eyes looked everywhere but my eyes. "Look," I say using my index and middle finger to pull his chin up forcing him to look into my sky clouded eyes, "she'll be alright, I'll just let Melanie Shanty and Arianna to cheer her up tomorrow." I smiled to her sincerely knowing that he's worried for his long time best friend.

Then, "Dinner's ready!" was heard from down stairs, then the hallway was filled of various people from the gang that lived with us. In the morning none of them eat with us because they are scared of Oliver surely in the morning.

"Vladi stay for dinner, Melanie should be here already." He nods and walks downstairs silently. I frown looking at his retrieving figure.

"He looks down Lizzy." I turn looking into dark brown eyes, "you should let Priscilla help you and cheer him up a bit." But by the look on my face she knew that the issue had Priscilla involved.

Her curly brown hair was in a elegant high bun and she wore a nice blue sundress that reached under her knees, "He turned Priscilla down and now she's in her room crying and he's feeling guilty." It feels bad looking at the people that you love the most that usually are happy to see each other every day now they aren't happy in general. Priscilla thinks that she isn't perfect and 'V' feels like he made her think that. They both are blaming them self even if I know that it's normal for that to happen with a human being. "I don't know what to do." I look in to my mother's best friend and my grandmother that looked awfully like Kaeley.

"Well I think that you should let them be," I rose a brow in confusion, "I mean that you should let them be and let them solve it them self. That's how I and Luke did years ago, I turned him down but now were still friends." Her eyes still had that light that she had all those years ago. Even tho she lost a son, a granddaughter and many friends, she still brushed them away by accepting that they are gone and lived on. She is known as the strongest woman in my life.

I nod and she walks away with my grandfather that took her hand and linked them together as they walked down stairs with the others. I looked at her as she happily talked to grandpa, a grin ruling her pale wrinkled face. I saw everyone except Ashton and Asher the dangerous duo that was unbeatable together. I walk into their room that was three doors after Priscilla's door. I open the door seeing the brothers talking about Fort Knight that they were playing on their huge TV while talking to some dudes online.

"Ashton and Asher Rider will you buffoons get down stairs to eat dinner?!" I yell while standing at the doorway. I rose a brow seeing that they didn't hear my call –more like yell— since they had their headphones on. I exhale slightly walking to the nineteen and seventeen year olds sitting on their bean sacks. "Ashton Ryder," I hissed pulling his headphone of his head letting his brown hair plop back on his forehead, "get up we need to sit and eat." I say gaining his full attention. His hazel-blue eyes look into mine. "Stop that dumb game and let's go and eat. We have lasagna today!" I throw my hands in the air making it more exaggerated. But when I saw that he didn't say anything but blinked and his younger brother is still ignoring my existence. I glared daggers at him and I yanked his brother to the floor.

"Okay, okay. Miss 'always hungry' let's go down stairs." His younger brother Asher says getting up from the cold hard floor and he towers over me, his hazel eyes looks into mine as he gets out of the server and passes me and runs down stairs like a hungry dog.

Ashton shook his head looking at me apologetic, "I'm sorry Liz." He says knowing that his brother want happy that we came all of the sudden since he should've started all over again and he was obligated to break up with his girlfriend that he loved so much, "you know coming again after many years still hurts many of us in the group." I could see that it hurts him too.

"I am the one that should be sorry, Ash." I look at him. Knowing that it wasn't only that was why Asher was upset; it was because he gets to see his former best friend that lost his memories several years ago, aka Jared. "I mean we've lost everything all those years ago, like friends enzo. And now again to come to the place where we've lost everything and now that nobody couldn't even remember us." I feel tears form in my eyes, "that now we should try and fit in again."

We walk outside while he places his hands on my shoulders pulling me closer, "it's okay Liz." He comforts me. We get downstairs seeing more than a hounded eyes looking at us. We pull away and he walks and sits next to his brother and his parents. I on the other hand see two open places next to each other. I sit on my usual place next to Vladi who was sitting next to an empty place that belonged to Priscilla. "Hallo everyone," Ashton said looking at everyone. Then looked at the empty places next to me and Vladi, "where's Priscilla?" she never misses dinner, she's the reason why we all sit together in dinner.

A low husky voice answers from my left that made a shiver run down my spine, "She texted me about an hour ago telling me that she doesn't feel like eating today. And that she already went to sleep." I turned and looked at his dark blue-grey eyes that were similar to mine. His jet black hair was gelled backwards letting it look elegant, he looked like in his mid fifties even tho he's in his late seventies, "Something very wrong," he looks at me with the face of 'tell me the truth', "what happened to my granddaughter Lizabeth?" my grandfather, Lorenzo Amore asked me with a tight smile on his pale skin. He knew that she has never failed her meals, which only happened in middle school.

THE SILENT ASSASSIN

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JARED

Sitting at the dining table with Jonathan who was eating his chicken breast and smashed potatoes. I on the other hand played with mine. His hazel eyes looked into mine with concentration he tried to find something in my eyes. I wanted to ask him why he is looking for something in my eyes even tho I'm not thinking about something in specific. My younger sister looked at Jonathan with questionable eyes while she chewed on her chicken, she then shrugged it off and continue eating happily.

She then cleaned her lips and said, "Boys," she said looking at Jonathan who stopped eating and looked at her, "tomorrow we have jobs from HQ." I swear that she is scary when she is in charge with my jobs, "Jared after school you have to go to do that project with Ms. Amore, strangely in that same area there has been seen many people from the gang we've been searching for. Surely we've been suspicious for years about that mansion. I want you to investigate that neighborhood to see if there is anything that catches your attention." Gang huh? This is going to be an interesting...

After dinner I started walking upstairs then I saw Jona with her hands crossed over her chest her dirty blonde hair was in a high messy bun and her dark blue eyes bored in to mine, "are you sure is this job safe?" I ask turning towards her. She rolled her eyes and gave me the file with 'dangerous task' on it.

She said, "I know that it isn't safe since many of our assassins died because of their careless actions, but your one of our top killers, so you should have it; well that's what Lemon said to me when I was at HQ yesterday morning." Yea Lemon is the code name we have for her boyfriend named Noël. Who is actually head of the task givers in headquarters.

"Okay," I answer as I walk towards the stairs again, "I'll keep that in mind, but aren't the Amore's a target? Since you know we killed Elisabeth Amore some weeks ago." I remember how we asked her if she knew where her brother was.

She denied saying that she'll never betray her brother again, she said that she prefers dying by a mare stranger than by her own family. Her grey eyes were sincere; I still remember how she said that she loved her younger brother more than she loved her own life. Her grey eyes grew dark when she saw me holding the pistol on her temple. She told me to pull the trigger because she wouldn't tell us and our time was wasted by asking and interrogating her.

My sister looked into my eyes as she shook her head, "They were a target until Elisabeth died and the gang left Australia and until now we can't find them." Some small stress lines formed on her forehead as she started thinking, "I think that those Amore's that you're going to visit tomorrow are family or they are the same ones that we are searching for. I don't really know, but I beg you to do as the documents say."

I walked up the staircase saying, "I'll do as said sis, goodnight sleep well." I get into the second floor and down the hall. I stop in front of a door that leads into my room.

I open the door as I walk in the first thing I saw was the dark room with the glass sliding door open letting the dim light of the moon in. I walked towards my desk throwing the document on it; I then saw white sheets slid some centimeters away. I then walked to my bathroom, I took a bath then I walked out wearing only a pair of sweat pants. I then sat back on the desk.

I opened the document seeing the FBI sign on it.

Urgent task.

This in an urgent task that only you assassins could take, we worked so hard to take down this gang that was ruled by the Amore's, it's called: Aquamarine/Amore. It started in the years 1957 that it was just a group of friends that wanted to rob a bank and it did well. The head of the gang was named; Lorenzo Amore who married a woman that till this day was unknown. People think that she died or that she changed her name.

Lorenzo then got his wife pregnant with three kids: Elisabeth (deceased), John (alive) and Lauren (deceased). The first born died some weeks ago since you asked her where the gang was but denied answering and died. John is the heir of the thrown, and had two daughters (their information is unknown) now his next move is unknown and we don't know where he is right now.

Lauren –more known as Beatrice— died in a gang war with her husband: Peter de Lanoi. They had a daughter (also unknown).

We really want you to find out where they are, the gang and they man named John. It's unknown that he is abusive to his daughter or that he is a good father. We want you to research everything, and if it's good to eliminate the head of the gang if you can.

Thank you for your cooperation,

(Handwriting)

Head of the FBI, Eduard Da Silva.

I read it and then placed the paper on the side and looked at the next papers of the info's of 'the sniper' then of 'V'? What the hell? That's really weird name. Then of the 'deadly twins', the elder one drives and the younger one shot you from the car and help with escape plans, the call them self: 'Ash and Ashy'? The sniper attacks you from the dumbest places but still kills you or sends you into a coma. If you find out where she is she'll attack in hand to hand battle, she's strong even tho she looks like a pure web. And 'V' is Sniper's personal body guard, if you want to attack sniper you should kill V first then her. Don't dare attack sniper first if you do you'll see a flash of orange then black. The only person that survived to tell this story was Mr. Da Silva the other people died by his hands.

I then got up while yawing, I walk to my bed and turned the lights op and went off.

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"Yo wake up! Wake—..." I ignore the alarm, "wake the hell up!"

"Jared Daal!" ignores, "Wake up or I'll strangle you..." I shot up looking at my younger sister sitting with her hands reaching my neck, "you woke up!" she smiled sweetly knowing that if I don't wake up she'll surely strangle me, "Jonathan will take both of us to school." 

"okay," I whine, "get out and I'll get dressed!"

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Next Chapter: Who are they? What's their problem?

~rea