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Execution

Prologue

-FLASHBACK-


“Come on sweetie… it’s time to go we must go visit someone” my mum spoke as she pushed me one last time on the swing, my black hair moving with the wind made from the back and front motion. She helped me off and pulled me into her arms as she with my father holding her hand on the other side tightening his grip on it… they looked sad…

“daddy what the mattew?”
They stared at me and just smiled not saying a word. We drove to a tall grey building with large glass windows everywhere it looked magnificent as I looked up and then in front of me stood this really skinny man with a white coat and glasses and grey hair indicating his age just between 40 and 50 he looked mean so I looked down staring at the pink gladiator sandals on my feet…

“I see after all you didn’t give up on the deal, not that you could anyway” he laughed looking in my direction.


“you know this was the plan from the beginning” a lady in her early 20’s also in a lab coat talked.

“Take her!” they man shouted as the lady reached for me, my mum and dad looked at me with tears in their eyes, hugging me one last time…

“mummy where am I going?” I bit my lip staring at the woman approaching me…

“we’ll see you soon darling we promise, be a good girl…”

The woman grabbed me pulling me to her harshly and started walking away from my parents.

“noooo! Let go me!” I tried to pull out of her hold pushing and kicking against her, she didn’t budge… she just… kept… walking…

-END FLASHBACK-


I can remember the times I spent with my parents at the park, the way they would push me on the swing and swirl me in the air, the times I would run into the kitchen smelling the ginger biscuits that my mum had just made and watching a game about something with a ball with my dad, the times I would lie in my bed and listen to my parents reading me a bedtime story… that didn’t last very long!

I was 3 years old when they took me, when they started the experiments on me. I can still hear my screams filling the room and feel the way my throat started hurting from it all and I can still feel the needles pushed into my arms. I was 3 years old when they changed me and made me someone I don’t recognise when I look in the mirror, someone who had bruises all over her body as a child at least now the bruises have lessened. My entire look changed, aspects of my body changed and to simplify it I am a science project designed to help my creators, I’m a normal person except for the “upgrades”.

To sorta explain what I do… I execute and in a normal person’s language I am designed to kill, I can’t remember the last time they allowed me to enjoy life without an assignment, without a target, without the killings.

I made my first kill at the age of 13, yeah they require 10 years of tests and training, my first kill was a 19 year old girl, they had me pretend to be a lover of horseback riding and I was enrolled in the same club as her, we became friends and then I had to get rid of her and they never told me why I had to kill people, but it was simple… I set a trap which slid her head off killing her within a few seconds, it was a gruesome scene… blood everywhere and it was hard believing that I had just killed someone but then after a few more I grew cold it’s almost impossible for me to show emotion now at the age of 18, I’ve moved around a lot mostly to where my targets are and right now I’m based in London living with one of my monitors or protectors or whatever they want to call it.

My life is basically… training and killing they say I’m one of the best they have created since I show no emotion when killing but looking at it further having a life for 15 years not getting any love and not having anyone there when you have nightmares or when you’re feeling sick and now I’ve grown into an act and basically I have a package which consists of a target, another place to live and of course a new persona this time my package has 5 targets and apparently the love for partying.

Notes

hiii I'm very excited to write this story, there are great things to come I am focusing mainly on making it a mysterious horror and I will not give away the person that does the executions only in the near end I will but I will give hints as to who it might be...


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