This story is co written by me and Night's Angel31, her stories rock u should check them out!
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Chapter One
Triela stared out the window of her room, watching the rain hit the pavement. She knew that she should get some sleep but she was nowhere near tired. Her mind was a buzz with ideas. Tomorrow was going to be the beginning of her new life. Tomorrow she was going to meet her new boss and receive her first assignment. She would need all of her wits about her.
"Are you staring out that window again?" Triela snapped her head towards the doorway and found Scarlet standing there.
"Um, yeah."
Scarlet shook her head and walked away down the hallway. "Sometimes I worry about you," she yelled behind her, "Your head's in the clouds."
Triela heard the shower turn on and ten minutes later shut off.
"You should get some sleep," Scarlet stated walking into her room in her pjs.
"You're not my mum you know. I can look after myself," Triela mumbled.
"Yes but if you don't go to sleep now you'll never get up in the morning."
Triela sighed and stood. She knew that Scarlet was right, she nearly always was.
"Well I'm off to bed," Scarlet stated disappearing from the room.
The faint pitter-patter of leather boots echoed behind her. She checked her ammunition; three rounds left.
"Triela," a voice whispered behind her.
She checked behind her. Scarlet stood behind her with two other young girls. "Yes?"
"Do you see them?" Scarlet asked.
She surveyed the corridor, "No…. wait." Something moved in one of the doorways. She lined her handgun up with the doorway and waited for more movement.
A lost and confused child peered her head through the doorway.
"Remember, kill anyone who enters your path," a voice crackled through her earpiece.
"Yes, sir."
The child saw her and wandered towards her. "Can you help me?"
Triela tried to reply, but the only thoughts running through her head were; kill, kill, kill…
Triela bolted upright in her bed, panting hard. Her eyes began to water and she wiped them and buried her head in her hands. The same nightmare had been haunting her for weeks.
"Well…. That was…interesting," she mumbled to herself as she rubbed her face.
She checked her alarm clock to find out it was only four o'clock in the morning. Glancing at the window she took in the pink streaks falling across the sky making it look like a painting. The sun would be rising soon. There was no point in trying to sleep anymore.
Groaning she pushed the covers back and dragged her feet to the shower. She tried to wash away the nightmare with the water. It didn't exactly work but she was able to push it to the back of her mind, were it would stay until the next time she slept.
When she emerged from the shower she could hear faint noises in the kitchen; which she guessed was Scarlet. But just to be safe she withdrew the gun from the shower draw and crept towards the kitchen.
"It's only me!" Scarlet called from the kitchen.
"How did you know I was coming?" Triela wondered.
"I can hear your footsteps a mile away and I presumed you had your gun because you where trying to be quiet. I repeat, trying."
Triela sighed and holstered her gun in the back of her pants waistband.
"Sit," Scarlet ordered her. She complied. Scarlet placed Triela's breakfast in front of her.
"An omelette?" Triela asked, "What's the special occasion?"
"New boss, new mission," she smiled, "Henceforth; rent money."
Triela only yawned in response and rubbed her eyes.
"You alright?" Scarlet asked, "You look really tired… I suppose it is 4:15 in the morning. What are you doing up this early anyway?"
"What are you up this early?" Triela countered.
"That dream again, huh?"
"How'd you…" Triela didn't bother to ask. Sometimes it was best not to ask how Scarlet knew these things.
Instead Triela dug into her omelette. She hadn't had an omelette this good tasting in… in… a long time.
"So when are we leaving?" Triela asked with her mouth full of food.
"How many times do I have to tell you-"
"Don't talk with your mouth full."
"Now swallow and ask me again."
Triela did what she was told, "So when are we leaving?"
"Eight o'clock. We'll be meeting the new boss at 8:30 for the mission info… bring your gun."
Triela spooned another mouthful of omelette into her mouth and grinned, "I always do."
"There are four targets. I want all of them eliminated. Not one is to survive. Is that clear?"
"Yes, sir," the girls replied in unison.
"Good. The targets were hard to find, but we have pinpointed their hideout. It is located underground, directly under 32nd Street-"
"Wait. Underground?" Scarlet interrupted.
"Yes, underground, in the subway system. The directions will be provided. I've heard about your reputation and I highly doubt you will fail me, but if you do… I would advice you to run and hide. I don't take kindly to failures."
"We don't fail, sir."
"Let's hope not."
The girl stood up and walked towards the office door. Triela fell in step with Scarlet and asked her a question.
"Shouldn't we find out why they're wanted dead?"
"You know we don't ask why, Triela. We never have and never will."
Triela sighed and nodded, "Okay."
"I'm hungry," Triela complained, as the two were about to venture underground.
Scarlet rolled her eyes.
"Look there's a hotdog stand over there," Triela pointed to a stand not far away.
"Only you could get hungry on our first mission in six months," Scarlet shook her head. "Come on." She pulled Triela along to the stand.
"Two hotdogs, please," Scarlet asked the guy attending to the stand.
"That'll be $10 dollars."
"$10?!" Scarlet almost yelled. I only have $6, she thought. "In that case we'll just take the one."
Triela scoffed down her hotdog and saved a little piece at the end and offered it to Scarlet.
"Thoughtful," Scarlet said, "but no thank you. You eat it."
Triela shrugged, "Okay," and ate the rest in a heartbeat.
"Come on, I want to get this over and down with we really need the money."
Scarlet loaded her gun as she turned the corner, "The hideout should be up ahead."
"Uh-huh," Triela answered absent-mindedly as she checked her gun.
Scarlet stopped abruptly and swirled around to face Triela, "Keep on guard at all times, we can't afford a mistake… like last time. This time it could cost you your life."
"Yes, Scar," Triela replied, slightly ashamed of what had happen six months ago.
"You ready?"
Triela nodded.
"I'll go first."
Scarlet silently walked into the underground subway station. It was dark and quiet. Too quiet. The type of quiet that makes you want to runaway and never come back or scream your lungs out just so there's noise. It made her wonder if their targets knew that they were coming. Had they been set up? Scarlet shook her hand to clear her thoughts. This couldn't be a set up they had been offered too much money.
After scouting the place Triela and Scarlet came to the realisation that no one was there.
"What do we do?" Triela whispered.
"We wait." Scarlet answered.
They didn't have to wait long. Scarlet heard the sound of feet approaching the main entrance into the huge old underground area. "Hide," Scarlet ordered.
Triela leaped up onto the second floor while Scarlet hid behind a pile of old junk. Scarlet shook her head. Their targets were the loudest ones they had ever been assigned. They sounded like a bunch of teenagers. She peered over the top of the pile and couldn't believe what she was seeing.
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