Chapter 1
Merlin was sat on the damp green grass his knees held up to his chest, arms side to side and a cigarette in his right hand. He didn't normally smoke the stuff but he really needed one today, it was a cold harsh winter evening and it wasn't quite nightfall just yet as the sun was just going down from the sky. He leaned back against the old tree and sighed, he didn't cry. Merlin never cried for anything or anyone he didn't have to his mismatched eyes spoke volumes. They glowed with sadness and regret, one blue and one green, he had two different coloured eyes forever labelled as a freak and he certainly lived up to the label.
He took another puff from the cancer stick in his right hand and slowly let the smoke out of his mouth, nicotine soothing his urges to hit something very hard. As the smoke was in front of him his eyes glowed gold and the smoke formed into a heart shape and quickly dissolved as his eyes returned to colour. He never normally used his magic to amuse himself as it was dangerous exposing himself, his powers had to be a secret because the government would lock him up faster than you could say human guinea pig.
Merlin put out the Cig on the floor and reached into his black leather jacket's inside pocket and pulled out a fresh red rose they were his favourite, he held the stem before dropping it on the floor as he turned his fingers round he could see the crimson liquid on his pointer finger. He had pricked himself on the thorn from the rose but all he saw was the blood there was no pain, it wasn't because of his powers either he was a regular guy just with abnormal gifts, sometimes he believed nothing could hurt him deeper than the black hole in his heart. He sucked the bleeding finger before picking up the rose and flashing his eyes gold causing all the thorns to fall off.
He leaned over on his knee's now but still on the damp grass and placed the red rose on the gravestone and gently stroked it whispering "I will always love you, W" whilst his face scrunched up in pain, he sighed deeply again. Two years ago today he lost the best thing that ever happened to him he stood up and pulled his leather jacket closer to his body feeling a little cold now. He turned around and started walking back towards the exit gate breathing heavily he had to drag his feet to move as he felt the weight of the world on his shoulders.
He came out of the graveyard's gate and looked up, a set of car lights on full beam nearly blinded him, and he held a hand to his eyes as the thought of magic crossed his mind but he couldn't there were obviously people present if the car was there. The lights went down and Merlin could see it was a black hummer "oh great…" Merlin muttered under his breath, he recognised that car but was hoping he was wrong it could easily be anyone's Hummer. Then the door's opened and four men stepped out all dressed in designer leather clothing as they stepped closer to Merlin, dread was building up in Merlin's gut as his suspicions were confirmed.
Each man had a black X tattooed under their eyes.
They were all Assassins.
Here to kill him...
