Note: This is my first fanfic so i could use some reviews even if it is criticism. Enjoy
Requiem
It's my first day on the job as a government agent, and so far it's going pretty good. I have had training so I'm not completely new at this. My first day I thought was going to be exciting and action packed, but so far all I'm doing is sitting around at some guy's funeral. From what I've been told, he was an assassin, a hitman. I'm told that his name was 47, but what kind of name is that anyway. Supposedly from what the guys' have been saying is that he died from being clumsy after, get this, he assassinated the VICE PRESIDENT! Now that is pretty good, but stupid to die just like that.
Our job here is to just be on patrol to make sure nothing happens, but at a funeral, what does happen. I mean, this guy had no family, no friends, he just killed people and I don't think anyone's going to go to that funeral. The only people here are us agents, the leader of The Franchise, a journalist, a priest, and a woman was here earlier. I wonder where she went.
The setting is kinda nice for a hitman. I don't even know why there having a funeral for him if he was a murderous guy who killed hundreds in his day. I guess I shouldn't complain, I mean I am getting paid to just be here.
It seems appropriate that he's wearing a suit. It's a nice white suit with a red tie. Proper for a guy who's probably worn nothing but a suit or the occasional disguise. That's another thing I heard. I heard he disguised himself as people in order to get close to the kill. He's got a lot of rep from doing that and getting away with it.
It's a real beautiful setting. Everthing seems so peacful. When I die, I want to have my ceremony and burial in a nice place like this. The sky is clear, the land looks like something you'd see in a dream, and the world is as it should be. I know, this sounds girly to come from a government agent, but hey, we all have skeletons in our closet.
I kinda feel sorry for this guy. No one cares about him because all he did was kill for money. I wonder what went through his head all these years of killing. You'd think he would have gone insane, what with all the tragedy. I know I couldn't have kept my cool like that. To think, that anybody with a plan, training, and pay could just sneak by under our noses and murder someone and slip right out. Oh well...
Wait...did he have guns in his hands before; two silver pistols are in his hands. I didn't think he had those. Unless...
I did see that women give him a kiss...maybe she gave him the guns. Maybe they were just a going away present. Again, appropriate for a killer.
WHAT THE!! He's getting up!?...
Well today's the day I'm going to die. It would be appropriate for a killer to wake up at his own funeral. Now that is clever.
I know I'm probably not going to live and your going to think of me as a coward, but I'm getting the hell out of here!
I can just here the shots going off in the background while I run for the gates. This day started out so peaceful and led to the death of some good men.
There's the gate!...NO...NO!! IT'S LOCKED!!
I guess a hitman never dies...
BANG!