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

"Okay, let's talk about this, there's no need to break any more fingers. You need to calm down so we could figure this out" Andy trying his best to remain calm. The overwhelming presence of Rita wasn't making it easy. He picked this place so they could have some privacy but seemed to backfire on him. 


Rita loved the sounds of him begging so she squeezed his wrist. He dropped to his knee gritting his teeth. Andy raised his head still trying to stay strong, he thought of ways out of this situation with none seeming like they wouldn't work. 


Rita grabbed another finger with a satanic smile looking him deep into his eyes. She bent back the finger so fast and so hard that the bones snapping sounded foreign. 


Andy screamed and started grabbing at his wrist trying to break the grip. The pain made its way around his body. Staring at her satanic smile he became angry and began snapping at her. 


Half of a truth