I have been a highly trained assassin of the Lost Sanction Assassins — LSA, for many, many years. I am usually put on solo missions which is fine by me, in fact I enjoy it. No distractions, no one to slow me down. Just me and my thoughts. I was assigned to another mission but this time with a group of 4 other highly trained assassins, great, just 4 new distractions and people to hold me back. The mission was to attack and defeat a mafia that has been causing chaos in the midst of the city

I arrived to the location that my boss gave me, on my motorcycle. It looked like a shabby, poor quality hideout. But inside… it was a complete contrast. Marble floors and smooth white walls with a long hall that lead to a large kitchen and lounge. There was a balcony and even a hot tub. Down the right was a long hall with doors lining either side. The bedrooms. I walked into the first room. There were two queen sized beds and its own bathroom and the last wall consisted of a large window that outlooks the city. I threw my bag to the floor and scanned the room, thinking of any possibilities of an escape route if necessary. My thoughts were interrupted by the bedroom door opening. I swiftly turned around. There stood a woman, small and thin, holding two bags of luggage. She smiled warmly at me and I just stared at her with a blank expression. She must be one of the other assassins, but she is quite small for one…

“Are you really one of the recruits?” I bluntly ask in my thick, Russian accent, sitting on the edge of the bed and lighting a cigarette

“в каком отчаянии мы оказались...” I muttered under my breath (How desperate have we become…)

I took a long drag of my cigarette as I eyed her up and down