Japanese people say live by the sword, die by the sword and as an assassin, I have killed many. Even if this saying is true the only thing dying by the sword is anyone unfortunate to become a target. I was not always like this so hateful of the world, the only reason I’m like this is because of her. She took everything from me and before I die, I’m gonna kill her even if I’m ridden with sin, even if I’m my soul irredeemable I will have my revenge.

Part time assassin

 Body trembling and mind scattered, Percy embraced Adrie. The feelings of anger slipped away. Everyone else in the room seemed to disappear and it was just them now. Emily tended to some of Nagumo's wounds and tried to get him to his feet. 


"You have a couple of seconds to explain" Percy turning towards him 


Nagumo bowed his head and apologised to Percy and Adrie. The looks on Percy's face were of disdain. All the things that Nagumo said still replayed in his mind, the idea was still there. 


"No, it's okay" Nagumo shaking his head, "I'll tell you why I did this" 


"It's my dad he's dying" Nagumo explain, "I'm sure you already knew that" 


"Then why do you need me, I'm not a healer" Adrie confused 


"My dad has bullets in his chest inching towards his heart," Nagumo said 


One problem down but another arises