Honestdegenerate

The Integrity of an assassin lies with the execution of his target.  Follow the story of how an assassin, when given a second chance, can rise up to overshadow everyone. No one can come between him and his final destination, which was the top of the food chain.
Death incarnate, he will not fail this time, because he was bred to be an assassin.

Bred To Be An Assassin

A week had passed since he had returned to his cell. His training was on course, but he wasn't satisfied with his progress. After all this time, he was finally starting to slow down. And he wasn't liking it.


"I have to go on a covert mission which might take months. Your father..."


"The Curran family head is leading an expedition for some of the chosen assassins."


He wanted to take part in a mission as well.


"Only three of us have been selected. This isn't a training exercise or a small-scale assassination attempt. We are going to be tested against strong enemies and hostile situations."


"Dima, Me and Jane. Claudia was going to take Jane's place, but the Curran family head straight up refused her participation and said that she was still just a kid."


He laid back down on the ground and closed his eyes.


"Good luck then. Tell Dima and Jane I said hi."


"I was expecting you to be difficult. Now that you are healed, I half-expected you to force your mother to get the spot."


"You all underestimate me. I want to become the best assassin in the world. However, I do understand my boundaries as well. The collective owns me. I will try to test the boundaries from time to time, but I will never dish out what I cannot take."


He left the started walking towards the exit. Before leaving though, he said,


------------------------------------------


Zhao Lei was at the prison facility. It was time for his yearly visit to meet his brother.


His brother, Zhao Qiao was chained up to the wall.  Sentenced to be in solitary confinement indefinitely, he was happy to stay where he was. His grey hair was starting to thin out, his left eye had been covered with a cloth, and the black scars were present all over his body.


8 years had passed since he was brought here by Zhao Lei. Repenting for his sins towards the family, he had been declared dead in the family archives.


"How long do you think you can continue to live like this?"


Hanging by chains like a corpse, Zhao Qiao had given up on life. Ironically, he was more alive when he was half frozen to death in front of a shrine than he is now.


To avoid the question, he replied with another question.


"Sylvia has been creating some headlines."


"That woman does not know when to quit. What did she do this time?"


"That isn't something new. Poor Ronald. If we weren't enemies, I would feel so much sympathy for him. But as of now, my heart feels a bit better when something bad happens to him."


"Took the one thing that the high profile Curran family was desperate for, and practically sold it to the collective."


Sold.