Hello, brief idea to the story. Susan doesn't go to a school, instead the Assassins Guild. Thankyou for reading :) All Characters belong to the Wonderful Terry Pratchet.

Lawyers and Doorbells

Susan Sto Helit, lived a normal-ish life, she was 16, tutored at home by her Mother, she was the Duchesses daughter. That is normal? But when you throw Death into the equation your life isn't really that normal anymore.

Her parents had died four days ago, they refused to live in deaths domain, she was sad well for Susan Sto Helit being sad consisted of a few unpleasant gut feelings. Her parents Ysabell; Death's daughter and Mortimer, Death's apprentice had been on the way back from the Hogswatch ball and their carage had took a tumble of the edge of a hill. Death had took her to his home, but Susan wanted to live a "normal" life.

She was taken into a small room with a gangly lawyer, who had slick brown hair scraped back on his head. He told her what her parents had wrote in their will, leaving her Sto Helit and all their wealth, but she had to live somewhere, the only family she had was her Grandfather Death and his servant Albert. She really didn't want to grow up living in his world, so it was either an orphanage, a guild or a school. Susan's parents had choose a Guild. She had to go to a Guild! But not just any Guild but the Guild of Assassins. She was furious! Her white and black hair coiled in and out of a bun in distress.

" Im sorry but I thought only boys where allowed to attend the Guild of Assassins?" Susan's stern voice sliced the thick tention in the room.

The lawyer stopped talking and peered up from the mass amount of paper which was on the table, shocked at the rude interuption, " Yes, but there are two new houses for a small selection of girls. You have been given a place." He snapped at her. He had a very nazaly voice and he sprayed spit when he spoke. Not very gentleman like at all. Susan thought to herself.

Susan had never really had any idea on what she wanted to do as a job, but she definately didn't want to be an assassin, they were just low life murderers. She had to put a stop to this nonsense once and for all, " Sir, is there any way at all, for me to join a different Guild or go to an orphanage? Because there is no way on this Disc am I going to join a blasted Assassin Guild!" Her fury was building.

"Im sorry love, but rules are rules" He had detected her anger, " But when you turn 18 you are free to leave the Guild." Susan sighed in defeat, she would keep herself to herself for two years, and just get by. She really hated her parents right now. She REALLY didn't want to go into a Guild, and start killing people.

"Well I guess you better get going, Charles will escort you." Susan nodded to the lawyer, stood and walked to the mahogony door.
"Good bye." Susan said to the lawyer. Turning the knob on the door, Susan walked into a dimmly lit hallway. She was greeted by who must have been the escort Charles. He looked in his mid thirties. He smiled a toothy smile, "Where to Miss?"

"Assassins Guild." She grumbled.

The once toothy grin faded into a worried face. " Right you are." Charles grabbed her arm and ushered her out into the cold Backspindlewinters morning, it was one week till Hogswatch and she had no family to celebrate it with.

The snow was falling thick and covering the pavements in white dust. She was dragged through a busy Ankh-Morporkian street towards the Guild. Susan's black dress left a trail behind her in the snow. A large building came into view the Guildhall topped with a weathervane like a silhouetted assassin poised to inhume the wind. There was something eerie about the building, but it looked posh at the same time. As Susan approached large oak doors, Charles turned with hace and left quickly. How rude.

She eyed the door, 'I'm not scared.' She told herself. There was a gold plaque next to the door bell, with the Guilds crest on and underneath the crest were the words ' NIL MORTIFI, SINE LVCRE' She looked behind her, hoping for it all to be a joke. But no one came. 'Stop being childish Susan, you're sixteen for Gods sake.' She thought to herself.

She reached her long bony finger to the gold door bell, took a deep breath and pressed it. The sound echoed inside. Minutes passed. Maybe there isn't anyone in? She was about to leave when numerous locks where being unlocked on the inside. The door swung open revealling an old man, who was dressed in black, he must be the butler.

" Yes? Who are you" He croaked out.

" I am Susan Sto Helit, I believe the Master of the Guild is expecting me?"

"He is, come with me please Miss." He took a case from her.

The building was large on the inside, it was also suprisingly light and airy. There was a grand staircase which led up to doors and more steps. There were also large oak doors which probably led into the Guild Hall. She looked up and the building went up for many floors. She was taken down a small coridoor to a door at the end which said 'Master of the Guild'.

"Wait here please." He knocked on the door.

"Enter." Came a deep voice.

"Miss Sto Helit is here Lord Downey."

"Ah, wonderful. Send her in." He almost sounded gleeful.

She walked in to a large room, which was full of statues and drawings. There was a grand fire place, and a red hearth with two black leather arm chairs place near it. She looked all around it was nicely decorated. Sat behind a large amber desk was Lord Downey, he was mid aged with greying hair. " Sit down dear." He suggested to a small backed red chair infront of his desk. " I am going to assume you know why you are here?" Susan nodded. " Wonderful!" He smiled.

Thanks for reading :D More chapters to come. Please review, won't take to long. I would like ideas and suggestions!