Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: In the grand scheme of things, all we can really do is be prepared for what life throws at us. Will be ShizNat in the near future. AU
A Change of Perspective
Chapter 1 – The Day
It was cold out. She didn't feel it but the wispy white vapor coming out of her mouth every time she exhaled proved it. She was used to the cold, having lived out in the streets for some time during her adolescence.
She looked at her digital watch that was set in front of her to confirm the time. She didn't need to wait long, he would be there soon. She was a patient person; meticulous and precise. She liked to control whatever she could in life since there were so many things she couldn't control. Gave her a false sense of security she supposed, but tried not to look too much into it.
She certainly hadn't chosen to be born into a messed up family, complete with a drunkard father who loved kicking her around and a drug addict mother who didn't know who she was half the time. Getting kicked out of her own home by the time she was fourteen had actually felt like a blessing at the time. That was until she realized that it was harder than it sounded; being fourteen and without a shelter. What one had to do to survive-…
…but that was the past, and she wasn't about to start pondering on it now. This was the life she had chosen, an easy way to get her off the streets, put food on her plate and a shelter over her head. It wasn't like she did it because she liked it.
Just as an afterthought she looked at the digital watch again, to the date this time. She didn't smile when she realized what day it was, but took a note of it in her head.
Finally, the car she had been waiting for slowly stopped by the park. A man stepped out. Smart looking, tall dark and handsome, middle aged. He turned to help a teenage girl out. The girl with the sad and scared eyes allowed the man to help her out. The man took her hand in a grip and started to drag her to the near tree lines.
She supposed the girl was a teenage prostitute or just a girl that had been tricked by the slick man. Either way, that wasn't her business.
He was saying something but she couldn't hear him. She didn't need to, she could see him.
A mild gust of wind blew across the rooftop she was on, pushing that one strand of hair that was out of her ponytail across her face. She moved her hand to push it behind her ear, and positioned her arm back to its place.
She took a breath in as she looked through the telescopic sight, flexed her finger on the trigger, and aimed carefully. She let her breath go the same time she let the bullet go and took her eye off the telescopic sight.
She didn't need to see to know that she had hit the target; the sudden scream of the terrified girl was enough. The girl kept screaming as the sniper crawled back slowly taking the sniper rifle and her watch with her. Snapping the bipods up, she put the rifle back in its case.
She flipped open her phone and dialed quickly. She didn't have to wait long to hear an answer.
"Its done." She spoke clearly.
'Good. The second half of your fee is being transferred to your account now. As always, nice doing business with you.'
"Sure" with that she hung up. She wasn't very social; many in her line of work called her the Ice Queen because of it.
One more job well done, she sighed as she walked to the door that would lead her back into the building.
She snapped her watch back to her arm as she reminded herself that it was the 19th of December. She was 25 today.
The crimson eyed assassin frowned and shook her head, it would have been better if she hadn't remembered this damn day at all. Nothing good ever became of it.
She paused in the dark stairwell right next to an annoying flickering light.
"Just once, I wish something decent happened on this damned day." she muttered, then shook her head and bitterly laughed it off.
"Yea…right" with that she continued walking, not knowing what the day would bring.
TBC…
….if anyone is interested. Thanks!
RPX (aka Wicked Psyche)