Thought of this plot after the movie, there's a similar fanfic for this movie already on the site but I hope it's still unique! Please R and R : )
"Your master wants you deployed." The statement echoed loudly in the silent, darkened room. It was met by a sudden burst of light from the centre of the space. The occupant of the room had made its presence known by turning the soft gentle glow of a lamp on.
"Who's the target?" An emotionless voice, obviously feminine rang out.
"Tony"
"Who?"
"He's accompanying Victor Maynard, no last name is known." The girl looked up sharply to see the man at the door's smirk. She cursed mentally knowing it would be a difficult assignment and may be her last given the target's company.
"Victor Maynard? The assassin?" The informer's smirk grew larger as he watched a momentary flicker of fear in her eyes. For years he dreamt of her crying, breaking down, failing like the little girl she was. He wanted her dismissed, gone and unable to constantly draw blows to his ego. Every day was a reminder that the girl was more than half his age, had more successful hits than himself and worst of all held the approval of his partner, Dixon. Dixon was one of the best albeit sadistic hit men in the world, he was also master of the girl and though he never admitted it he held her to a higher standing than his own partner. The man's muscles tensed as he realized yet again what he was really there for, appearance sake, he was there for show.
"Is that a problem?" The girl sprung from her bed quickly, a silver glimmer shot through the air and stopped almost instantly, a sleek, newly sharpened knife pinned the man to the hallways' wall.
"It'll take time but it will be done. Where's master Dixon? He normally tells me my assignments." A fury filled expression was blatantly shown on the man's face. A sneer pulled at his lips before opening for a reply.
"He's getting ready, WE are going immediately. He wants you to come in later to finish up the job. Victor is the main target. We'll get rid of him. We'll probably take out the girl he's with as well, all you'll need to do is take care of the boy. You didn't think he'd leave someone as important as Victor Maynard to you did you? A mention of his name and you're already jumping, why would he put YOU on this-" Another flash of silver shone through the air, stopping at the man's throat instead. The girl pressed the blade into his skin, careful to only make a small cut.
"You talk too much, be careful, that can get you killed." The girl's lips twitched to its own whisper of a smile. She was merely on clean-up duty, the assignment's danger scale had immediately reduced by half. Who-ever the boy was, the girl mused, may as well have had his time of death taken down by a doctor, because his fate was pre-ordained. She would pack her things, get the location and leave three days after her own master and the nitwit pinned to the wall had left.
"Get your blades away from me. Or Victor won't be the only assassin to be assassinated." With a barely audible sigh of disappointment, the girl removed the blade from his throat and proceeded to the one still keeping him stationary at the wall.
"Frankly this Tony boy would be a target of more worth than you, but if you're offering I'd gladly murder you. After all it's only assassination if the target is worthy." The man's fist reached out at a terrific speed in hopes of meeting flesh and bone, but the girl skillfully dodged the blow. "I think you just proved my point Fabian." A growl met her remark. She simply pivoted and walked towards her room, switching the light off to once again reside in a place of darkness. This was her haven before the raw light of day touched her face and teased her with a freedom she knew would never be hers.
It's a short first chapter but I hope it got you interested! Please review : )