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

Percy got up to his room and flung his school bag into his bed. He started pacing back and forth biting his nails. It’s only been a day since he heard from Andy, maybe he is dead he thought. He quickly shook that idea out of his head. 


“No way he could be dead. There’s absolutely no way he could be dead even though he’s kinda old. Anyways he promised me he’d live….. He promised” Percy said to himself. He continued pacing back and forth waiting for some sorta contact. His phone vibrated on his desk and he immediately grabbed it. But was disappointed to see it was nothing important, he slumped to the floor praying his friend was okay. 


Percy sat near his phone waiting for updates of any nature big or small until he fell asleep. He heard a knocking on his door. With extreme vigour he flew up and ran towards the door, Percy open the door with so much force it almost flew off its hinges. 


Week 2