It’s March 27th; the day Sam dreaded the most. On this day 4 years ago his parents died. Normal people would usually think of this day as one of commemoration for the dead by remembering all the good things about them but Sam wasn’t normal, not even close. When his parents died his Uncle took him in and raised him as his own. Shortly after, he started to train at X-Out Academy for Assassins. For a 17-year-old Sam was one of the most talented and deadly teenagers at X-Out Academy for brutalists. He could shoot a bullet at anything that moved towards him blindfolded seven consecutive times without missing; he was that good.
If there was one thing Sam knew how to do, its kill. It doesn’t sound ideal but if you spent four years of your life at an assassin’s academy you learn a thing or two on how to survive this treacherous place we call earth. Before Sam came, Matthew was the best, he was even his Uncle’s favorite but everything changed. In just two weeks of Sam’s training, he had knocked Matthew off the table and became the best and that was the birth of a great and deadly rivalry.
Sam was in his room practicing his knife throwing skills. He was trying his best to vanquish the thought of his parent's death and concentrate on anything but that but considering today was the day that marked four years since they died it was going to be anything but easy to forget his parents and pretend as if they never existed. But if they never existed then he wouldn’t exist either.
There was only one person who can snap him out of his daze, this trance he had entered he feared that if he stayed any longer would consume him to a point way past return. It had already started to eat him up inside the day he started training at X-Out Academy. Michael was Sam’s one and only ‘friend’ at the academy and Sam found it almost comforting just to be in his presence, almost like a brother, almost like … He wasn’t going to let himself go down memory lane because even he himself knew that some things are best left behind, in the past, where they belong.
Although Michael was Sam’s ‘friend’ there was only so much he could tell him because at the academy they were taught one thing, one very important thing:
“Trust no one, be alert, and show no mercy to the guilty!”
This motto was what Sam lived by every day for the past four years since he started his new life at X-Out Academy and was what kept him alive. Though he cannot say the same for all the people it’s killed. Sam had a great life and he wasn’t going to change that for anyone. Ever!