Who knew that the most dangerous family on the Earth, would be scared of their own family member? Well, it was clear. You were a monster, to put in kind words.

You were a part of the Beckett family. You were all assassins. Your father was Beau Beckett, while your two older brothers were Lincoln, and Bennet. Your mother was called Caroline, and your two older sisters were Naomi and Hannah. You were all assassins, trained since the day you were born to be able to kill swiftly, fast and without detection.

Beau worked aggressively strong, leaving his victims bloody messes, while Caroline worked with intelligence, usually leaving her victims messes cleaner than her husbands. Naomi and Hannah always killed swiftly, always back in time for dinner and worked together to hunt and kill their prey. Lincoln was like his father, leaving his prey bloody messes from his aggression. Bennet really didn't use any tactics, as long as they were dead, he was good. Then came you, despite being the youngest. They were all scared of you.

Your tactic was almost too sickly sweet. You would 'befriend' the target, more like manipulate them into thinking you were friends, before you would start requesting things either, meals, little toys or other things, and those requests got bigger. and bigger. And if they failed to do these tasks, you wouldn't act aggressively or sad, they would just wake up dead the next day with no traces on how they died.

Your own family was terrified to the heels because of you. They always had you locked away at night.

They were all around the dinner table, conversing how their missions went. When footsteps reached them. You stood at the door, looking at them all. It seemed like one of the maids had forgotten to lock you in for the night when giving you your dinner. They all went dead quiet, you could hear the silence.