If Only
Chapter One: The Retelling Of A Great Story
The girl shoved some of her clothes in a suitcase, not even bothering to fold it neatly. Her suitcase was all messy as she slammed it shut resulting in most of her clothes hanging out of the sides. It was a small suitcase so she only packed the essentials, only what she needed.
She couldn't take her life anymore. She was going to make everyone pay for her loss. It was way too much for her to even handle, she didn't have a choice as far as her mind and heart could tell. This was the only way to make they pain stop.
With her last thoughts she took a good look at her home, her life, her family, this was the end. This was the last time that she would think of this life again. She was going to run away, from everything, her pains and sorrows, goods and bads.
The girl jerked her head away from her life. It was now her old life, ancient history, a void. She shook her head with tears welling in her eyes failing miserably to stop them.
She looked at the ground and ran while crying her eyes out. She ran not able to see where she was going, why did it have to hurt so much? She continued to run and cry not having a clue on where she was going or where she would end up. Why was life so hard on her?
She ran for a while longer when she crashed into something that made her fall flat on her butt. She groaned helping herself up when she caught a sight of what she bumped into. It was a feminine figure that was hidden in a huge cloak and her face couldn't be seen as it was behind a shady hood.
The hidden person mumbled some curses under her breath as she helped herself up. She looked down at what made her fall and glared as hard as she could. The girl looked up and for the first time saw a shimmer under the dark hood reflected by the sun.
She looked up at it more intently when she could see an exotic glimmer of emerald, they were her eyes. She saw they were angry eyes and shuddered inwardly at the look that was bestowed upon her, she was scared.
She looked up then down again. No, she had now weakness, she couldn't show fear towards anyone. "Move," The girl hissed trying to thrust the mysterious feminine person aside, but she stood her ground, "I said MOVE bitch" The girl growled venomously but it didn't even make the figure flinch or move in the lightest.
"You a runner?" The figure asked with a delicate but smooth and firm voice.
"If you must know, I AM running away, so move" The girl murmured coldly dragging her suitcase by her side.
"Thought so," The figure mused, "You know it's not the best way out. You shouldn't run from you're problems, they only come to haunt you back"
"Whatever" The girl grumbled as she once again tried to get passed but the cloaked female blocked her path.
"Allow me to enlighten you" The feminine Emerald eyed beauty said in a monotonous tone, "There was once a sweet girl who was sweet to every one-" She began when the girl interrupted her.
"Is this gonna be one of those impossibly boring long stories? If so I'm not in the mood nor do I have the time" She interrupted rather rudely.
"Then make time you brat, it'll change whatever is left of your fucken life!" The unknown lady bit out with each word piercingly harsh. It had amazingly changed so much from her earlier tone.
"Fine" The girl griped making the lady smile, this girl reminded her of herself many years ago but no one could see the smile under her hood.
"Running away for revenge will only make you lose everything you love and have in your life. Friends, remaining family, and worst of all, possibly the love of your life.
There was once a sweet girl that was loved by all. She could smile a smile that could make the depressed laugh, the cold warm and the heartless love.
She was loving to everyone she knew but unfortunately her parents got a divorce. It hurt her soul and tortured her heart. It hurt so much to see the ones you love most hate each other. Her parents saw her as a burden and she stuck to her brother.
Over the years she seemed a lot happier, she was sweet once again a smiled as she used to. She was bright and nice to absolutely everyone, after all a sweet girl that had a talent to do wonders as hers could never become a hateful person because of tragedies that happen in her life right?"
"Right" The runaway girl agreed with a nod
"Wrong" The woman snapped harshly causing the girl to jump back in shock. She didn't expect that type of a response. They woman smiled inwardly, "That sweet girl, Sakura, had not yet endured the rest of the problems that were coming her way. Not only that but she never got over the divorce of her parents. Each time she saw a happy family, her heart would crumble into a million pieces.
She would watch happy families longingly with eyes of both hope and despair. She thought that the worst was over and all she had to do get over it but boy was she wrong.
Sakura hid her depression by plastering her joyous smile and flashing her heartwarming glitter in her eyes. She started seeing her parents again and she knew they still loved her. It kept her content for a while, that is before her mother died. Before she had even gotten over her mother's death, her father died. She was a mess, she was at a very vulnerable stage. Her only comfort was her brother. She cried herself to sleep for months before her dear brother died a sudden death. That was the final blow, she had had enough!"
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"I've had enough!" Sakura screamed to her brother's tombstone. "I'm sorry Touya but I can't take anymore! It's not fair people that are cruel and mean have perfect lives but I've been so well behaved! It's not fair my life is falling apart! First Mom and Dad, who then died now YOU! I want to make everyone hurt like me. I've been so good and if this should happen to me then everyone's lives should be miserable!" She screamed in anguish.
She was so badly hurt. She ran all the way home and destroyed her entire house except for her room. "Why?" Sakura yelled to no one in particular repeating herself over and over again.
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"Over a week passed and Sakura had made no progress on getting over her misery. She realized at that moment that she would never forget her family or their deaths." The woman explained sweetly seating herself on the bus waiting bench.
The girl followed her example commenting "That girl almost sounds as if she felt as bad as me"
The woman raised a brow, "You could never ever begin to imagine the pain in Sakura's heart, trust me enduring a pain like that could probably kill a person emotionally then eventually physically." She assured positively
"If you don't mind me asking, could you continue the story?" Came the girl's muffled voice.
The hooded person merely nodded before going on with her story.
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Sakura found a small back pack and dumped some essential things in it roughly. She slung her back over one of her shoulders and rushed out the door with tears flowing freely down her face.
Sakura was hurting so badly 'This is the only way to make my pain go away, I'm going to hurt people the way I'm hurting' She thought to herself then let out a painful smile.
She trudged out of her destroyed home with a last good glance. It was going to be the very last time she would ever see this home that was once filled with beautiful memories, now there was nothing but trash. She had let out all her anger by completely destroyed what was once her home.
Sakura gave another hurtful smile at the thought of unleashing her anger by destroying other families but she decided this would be the only thing she could do for comfort. She tore away from her gaze to her old home and ran off into the distance.
*~*
Hours had slowly passed. Sakura was now in the darkness and murkiness of the rough alleyways. This was what her life was reduced to, a street junkie, but it didn't matter right now, all she had to do was find a job that involved hurting.
The anger was building inside of her, this was the only to help her pain. She sauntered around and read the many ads on the alleyway boards when one caught her attention. She grabbed the ad from the board.
"WANTED, an assassin. Each kill a pay of at least 300£. Must be qualified" the ad read. Sakura scrunched it up and threw it away, "Don't need to advertise for an assassin anymore, let's just say you've found yourself an assassin" she smirked walking away to an address.
'This is going to be great, I'll finally get back at everyone and hurt everyone the way I'm hurting. This job is going to let me kill people, this is good' She mused as she walked casually towards the address.
When Sakura approached the place, she saw it was an abandoned warehouse. It looked pretty trashy to her, 'Hmm pretty trashy, but hey this is only a meeting point, as if they would give the real addresses to their home' She thought.
She walked and approached a huge metal door that would most likely be the entrance to the place. She swung her bag over to be right in front of her and took out a book roughly. It was the Sakura book, she opened it and took out a few Sakura cards; power, fight, dash and jump. Just the essentials just in case it was need and shoved them into her jacket pocket before shoving the rest of her cards and book into her bag and swinging it over her shoulder again.
Sakura knocked the metal doors, making no sound when she hit it softly, "Figures" she mumbled. She got into a stance in front of the metal door and did a 6-punch-with-four-kicks combo on the metal door.
The metal door clanged and that echoed very loudly. The sound just about echoed through every part of the old warehouse. Sakura shielded her ears at the awful noise that boomed all over the deserted warehouse.
The large metal entrance opened creepily slowly with an eerie creek revealing some sort of huge atrium. It looked so beautiful, it looked really expensive and fit for royals, and this was only the Entrance Hall.
Sakura viewed her surroundings in awe as she gawked at what she saw. She couldn't believe what had such a disgusting old looking exterior had such a stunning looking interior. She scanned her eyes over everything her eyes could take in. Everything was so shiny, so polished, so elaborate and sophisticated.
This was way beyond what she had expected to find in this warehouse. She was beyond surprised. It was totally unbelievable. She stood there in pure shock both admiring and gazing at the sight before her.
"More than you expected?" a voice thundered breaking the silence and surprising Sakura, though she didn't show it.
"So, you the one advertisin' for an assassin?" Sakura asked ignoring him and his question because she didn't even bother to look at him or answer his question.
"So what if I am?" The voice 'replied' liking Sakura's attitude. She was totally ruthless, beautiful and innocent-looking, a perfect assassin.
"Consider yourself lucky, you're looking at your new assassin" Sakura replied in a smug tone and finally, turning to look at him. He was a man, probably in his late thirties. He had ivory-black hair that reflected to the bright lights in the Grand Hall. His eyes an enticing light blue, he had strict eyes and an emotionless face.
His once emotionless face started showing emotion, he raised a brow and a look of confusion filled his face, "Who said I would hire a FEMALE assassin?" He asked saying female as if it had a bitter taste in his mouth.
Sakura frowned a little, "Quite the sexist one aren't you?" She asked with a bit of a rough tone, she kicked one of the large sofas which slid right across the room to block the man's way. Seeing his shocked look, she jumped onto one of the other sofas landing on her back, her head resting on her hands and her feet crossed, "Am I still too girly for your job offer?" She asked innocently.
Sakura watched his lost expression for a while, enjoying the look. She snorted after around a minute of silence went by. "Let me make this easier, Sakura, your brand new assassin. You are?"
"Not just yet girl-" The man began
"Sakura" Sakura insisted ever so 'kindly'
The man sighed, "Err, Sakura, just who said that I'm going to hire you?" he questioned trying to not at all look impressed, "Prove yourself, follow me into the training room" Came his short words before he began walking away into another direction.
Sakura hesitantly followed this unknown man 'All of this just to start killing people' she sighed inwardly, 'Oh well, it's gonna be worth it I hope'
The man had led her into a training dojo room. It was full of different obstacle courses and training equipment. Sakura sighed again, now she'd have to prove herself to a low inconsiderate loser. Well that was her opinion of him any way.
The man disregarded all the training equipment and lumbered right passed them. Sakura was wondering why but decided not to speak, instead she continued following until he came to a sudden halt before a robotic machine.
"This," the man began gesturing his hand to the robotic machine, "Is an electric fighter. I'll set it on hard and see if you beat this robot. It's been programmed to fight-"
"Save the unnecessary bull and turn this toy on" Sakura interrupted facing the machine.
"Straight to the point, not a bad skill in an assassin" The man mused getting some sort of remote control and moving out of the way.
The man pressed the button and set the mechanical device on Extremely HARD. The machine switched on and began attacking Sakura ferociously but she dodged most of the attacks easily, she wasn't even breaking a sweat.
The machine began fighting more and more swift and more strongly but it was nothing to Sakura. She punched the robot hard on its so-called head but she retrieved her hand quickly shaking it.
"Th-that thing is pure steel you moron" Sakura barked at the man, "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?"
"I would of if you hadn't interru-" The man started with amusement.
"Clamp it" Sakura hissed as she tripped the machine over. She grabbed one of the robot's hands and flipped the robot over her back, only she slammed it on to the ground really hard. It landed head first making some of its circuits spark.
'So this girl has strength, attitude, skill and beauty. Not a bad mix' the man thought to himself as he watched Sakura fight the robot, 'She has made incredible progress considering the fact that this is a forbidden level, no one should be able to block its attacks. It's way too fast and powerful'
Sakura blocked a punch that was aimed at her side, she grabbed the metallic hand and pulled it before kicking really hard at the robots chest, leaving a dent the shape of Sakura's shoe.
The man at the sideline gasped, this girl was so much stronger than he had anticipated. He was staring dumbfounded at the dent she had left. It was incredible the mark she had left on pure steel.
Sakura, taking a quick glimpse spotted this and smirked. She did a series of uppercuts to the robot sending it flying in the air before catching its head, it was severely damaged all over but Sakura couldn't care less. She kneed the machine right around the mid area followed by a karate chop at the robot's neck making it smash right through.
The man's jaw literally dropped open. He couldn't believe that his girl had completely destroyed his multi-million-dollar robot. He couldn't speak, he was completely and utterly speechless.
Sakura tilted her head to the side and gave the man a questioning look while thinking, 'That was way too easy, I didn't even have to use my cards'
"Call me Lorenzo and consider yourself hired!" the man greeted holding out his hand
"We'll talk about my wages tomorrow same place same time I came" Sakura stated retrieving her back and ignoring Lorenzo's gesture.
"Fiesty, hot, ruthless, beautiful, skilled, strong, has a split personality and extremely useful, what is she not?" Lorenzo asked himself as he shook his head. He was happy he had just found just about the best assassin anyone could ask for.
"Not a fool, just make sure she gets the job done" A woman demanded lurking out of the shadows.
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A/N: Creepy huh? So do you like it? I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Should I continue it or is it just too boring? Tell me in your reviews!!!
Chapter One: The Retelling Of A Great Story
The girl shoved some of her clothes in a suitcase, not even bothering to fold it neatly. Her suitcase was all messy as she slammed it shut resulting in most of her clothes hanging out of the sides. It was a small suitcase so she only packed the essentials, only what she needed.
She couldn't take her life anymore. She was going to make everyone pay for her loss. It was way too much for her to even handle, she didn't have a choice as far as her mind and heart could tell. This was the only way to make they pain stop.
With her last thoughts she took a good look at her home, her life, her family, this was the end. This was the last time that she would think of this life again. She was going to run away, from everything, her pains and sorrows, goods and bads.
The girl jerked her head away from her life. It was now her old life, ancient history, a void. She shook her head with tears welling in her eyes failing miserably to stop them.
She looked at the ground and ran while crying her eyes out. She ran not able to see where she was going, why did it have to hurt so much? She continued to run and cry not having a clue on where she was going or where she would end up. Why was life so hard on her?
She ran for a while longer when she crashed into something that made her fall flat on her butt. She groaned helping herself up when she caught a sight of what she bumped into. It was a feminine figure that was hidden in a huge cloak and her face couldn't be seen as it was behind a shady hood.
The hidden person mumbled some curses under her breath as she helped herself up. She looked down at what made her fall and glared as hard as she could. The girl looked up and for the first time saw a shimmer under the dark hood reflected by the sun.
She looked up at it more intently when she could see an exotic glimmer of emerald, they were her eyes. She saw they were angry eyes and shuddered inwardly at the look that was bestowed upon her, she was scared.
She looked up then down again. No, she had now weakness, she couldn't show fear towards anyone. "Move," The girl hissed trying to thrust the mysterious feminine person aside, but she stood her ground, "I said MOVE bitch" The girl growled venomously but it didn't even make the figure flinch or move in the lightest.
"You a runner?" The figure asked with a delicate but smooth and firm voice.
"If you must know, I AM running away, so move" The girl murmured coldly dragging her suitcase by her side.
"Thought so," The figure mused, "You know it's not the best way out. You shouldn't run from you're problems, they only come to haunt you back"
"Whatever" The girl grumbled as she once again tried to get passed but the cloaked female blocked her path.
"Allow me to enlighten you" The feminine Emerald eyed beauty said in a monotonous tone, "There was once a sweet girl who was sweet to every one-" She began when the girl interrupted her.
"Is this gonna be one of those impossibly boring long stories? If so I'm not in the mood nor do I have the time" She interrupted rather rudely.
"Then make time you brat, it'll change whatever is left of your fucken life!" The unknown lady bit out with each word piercingly harsh. It had amazingly changed so much from her earlier tone.
"Fine" The girl griped making the lady smile, this girl reminded her of herself many years ago but no one could see the smile under her hood.
"Running away for revenge will only make you lose everything you love and have in your life. Friends, remaining family, and worst of all, possibly the love of your life.
There was once a sweet girl that was loved by all. She could smile a smile that could make the depressed laugh, the cold warm and the heartless love.
She was loving to everyone she knew but unfortunately her parents got a divorce. It hurt her soul and tortured her heart. It hurt so much to see the ones you love most hate each other. Her parents saw her as a burden and she stuck to her brother.
Over the years she seemed a lot happier, she was sweet once again a smiled as she used to. She was bright and nice to absolutely everyone, after all a sweet girl that had a talent to do wonders as hers could never become a hateful person because of tragedies that happen in her life right?"
"Right" The runaway girl agreed with a nod
"Wrong" The woman snapped harshly causing the girl to jump back in shock. She didn't expect that type of a response. They woman smiled inwardly, "That sweet girl, Sakura, had not yet endured the rest of the problems that were coming her way. Not only that but she never got over the divorce of her parents. Each time she saw a happy family, her heart would crumble into a million pieces.
She would watch happy families longingly with eyes of both hope and despair. She thought that the worst was over and all she had to do get over it but boy was she wrong.
Sakura hid her depression by plastering her joyous smile and flashing her heartwarming glitter in her eyes. She started seeing her parents again and she knew they still loved her. It kept her content for a while, that is before her mother died. Before she had even gotten over her mother's death, her father died. She was a mess, she was at a very vulnerable stage. Her only comfort was her brother. She cried herself to sleep for months before her dear brother died a sudden death. That was the final blow, she had had enough!"
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"I've had enough!" Sakura screamed to her brother's tombstone. "I'm sorry Touya but I can't take anymore! It's not fair people that are cruel and mean have perfect lives but I've been so well behaved! It's not fair my life is falling apart! First Mom and Dad, who then died now YOU! I want to make everyone hurt like me. I've been so good and if this should happen to me then everyone's lives should be miserable!" She screamed in anguish.
She was so badly hurt. She ran all the way home and destroyed her entire house except for her room. "Why?" Sakura yelled to no one in particular repeating herself over and over again.
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"Over a week passed and Sakura had made no progress on getting over her misery. She realized at that moment that she would never forget her family or their deaths." The woman explained sweetly seating herself on the bus waiting bench.
The girl followed her example commenting "That girl almost sounds as if she felt as bad as me"
The woman raised a brow, "You could never ever begin to imagine the pain in Sakura's heart, trust me enduring a pain like that could probably kill a person emotionally then eventually physically." She assured positively
"If you don't mind me asking, could you continue the story?" Came the girl's muffled voice.
The hooded person merely nodded before going on with her story.
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Sakura found a small back pack and dumped some essential things in it roughly. She slung her back over one of her shoulders and rushed out the door with tears flowing freely down her face.
Sakura was hurting so badly 'This is the only way to make my pain go away, I'm going to hurt people the way I'm hurting' She thought to herself then let out a painful smile.
She trudged out of her destroyed home with a last good glance. It was going to be the very last time she would ever see this home that was once filled with beautiful memories, now there was nothing but trash. She had let out all her anger by completely destroyed what was once her home.
Sakura gave another hurtful smile at the thought of unleashing her anger by destroying other families but she decided this would be the only thing she could do for comfort. She tore away from her gaze to her old home and ran off into the distance.
*~*
Hours had slowly passed. Sakura was now in the darkness and murkiness of the rough alleyways. This was what her life was reduced to, a street junkie, but it didn't matter right now, all she had to do was find a job that involved hurting.
The anger was building inside of her, this was the only to help her pain. She sauntered around and read the many ads on the alleyway boards when one caught her attention. She grabbed the ad from the board.
"WANTED, an assassin. Each kill a pay of at least 300£. Must be qualified" the ad read. Sakura scrunched it up and threw it away, "Don't need to advertise for an assassin anymore, let's just say you've found yourself an assassin" she smirked walking away to an address.
'This is going to be great, I'll finally get back at everyone and hurt everyone the way I'm hurting. This job is going to let me kill people, this is good' She mused as she walked casually towards the address.
When Sakura approached the place, she saw it was an abandoned warehouse. It looked pretty trashy to her, 'Hmm pretty trashy, but hey this is only a meeting point, as if they would give the real addresses to their home' She thought.
She walked and approached a huge metal door that would most likely be the entrance to the place. She swung her bag over to be right in front of her and took out a book roughly. It was the Sakura book, she opened it and took out a few Sakura cards; power, fight, dash and jump. Just the essentials just in case it was need and shoved them into her jacket pocket before shoving the rest of her cards and book into her bag and swinging it over her shoulder again.
Sakura knocked the metal doors, making no sound when she hit it softly, "Figures" she mumbled. She got into a stance in front of the metal door and did a 6-punch-with-four-kicks combo on the metal door.
The metal door clanged and that echoed very loudly. The sound just about echoed through every part of the old warehouse. Sakura shielded her ears at the awful noise that boomed all over the deserted warehouse.
The large metal entrance opened creepily slowly with an eerie creek revealing some sort of huge atrium. It looked so beautiful, it looked really expensive and fit for royals, and this was only the Entrance Hall.
Sakura viewed her surroundings in awe as she gawked at what she saw. She couldn't believe what had such a disgusting old looking exterior had such a stunning looking interior. She scanned her eyes over everything her eyes could take in. Everything was so shiny, so polished, so elaborate and sophisticated.
This was way beyond what she had expected to find in this warehouse. She was beyond surprised. It was totally unbelievable. She stood there in pure shock both admiring and gazing at the sight before her.
"More than you expected?" a voice thundered breaking the silence and surprising Sakura, though she didn't show it.
"So, you the one advertisin' for an assassin?" Sakura asked ignoring him and his question because she didn't even bother to look at him or answer his question.
"So what if I am?" The voice 'replied' liking Sakura's attitude. She was totally ruthless, beautiful and innocent-looking, a perfect assassin.
"Consider yourself lucky, you're looking at your new assassin" Sakura replied in a smug tone and finally, turning to look at him. He was a man, probably in his late thirties. He had ivory-black hair that reflected to the bright lights in the Grand Hall. His eyes an enticing light blue, he had strict eyes and an emotionless face.
His once emotionless face started showing emotion, he raised a brow and a look of confusion filled his face, "Who said I would hire a FEMALE assassin?" He asked saying female as if it had a bitter taste in his mouth.
Sakura frowned a little, "Quite the sexist one aren't you?" She asked with a bit of a rough tone, she kicked one of the large sofas which slid right across the room to block the man's way. Seeing his shocked look, she jumped onto one of the other sofas landing on her back, her head resting on her hands and her feet crossed, "Am I still too girly for your job offer?" She asked innocently.
Sakura watched his lost expression for a while, enjoying the look. She snorted after around a minute of silence went by. "Let me make this easier, Sakura, your brand new assassin. You are?"
"Not just yet girl-" The man began
"Sakura" Sakura insisted ever so 'kindly'
The man sighed, "Err, Sakura, just who said that I'm going to hire you?" he questioned trying to not at all look impressed, "Prove yourself, follow me into the training room" Came his short words before he began walking away into another direction.
Sakura hesitantly followed this unknown man 'All of this just to start killing people' she sighed inwardly, 'Oh well, it's gonna be worth it I hope'
The man had led her into a training dojo room. It was full of different obstacle courses and training equipment. Sakura sighed again, now she'd have to prove herself to a low inconsiderate loser. Well that was her opinion of him any way.
The man disregarded all the training equipment and lumbered right passed them. Sakura was wondering why but decided not to speak, instead she continued following until he came to a sudden halt before a robotic machine.
"This," the man began gesturing his hand to the robotic machine, "Is an electric fighter. I'll set it on hard and see if you beat this robot. It's been programmed to fight-"
"Save the unnecessary bull and turn this toy on" Sakura interrupted facing the machine.
"Straight to the point, not a bad skill in an assassin" The man mused getting some sort of remote control and moving out of the way.
The man pressed the button and set the mechanical device on Extremely HARD. The machine switched on and began attacking Sakura ferociously but she dodged most of the attacks easily, she wasn't even breaking a sweat.
The machine began fighting more and more swift and more strongly but it was nothing to Sakura. She punched the robot hard on its so-called head but she retrieved her hand quickly shaking it.
"Th-that thing is pure steel you moron" Sakura barked at the man, "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?"
"I would of if you hadn't interru-" The man started with amusement.
"Clamp it" Sakura hissed as she tripped the machine over. She grabbed one of the robot's hands and flipped the robot over her back, only she slammed it on to the ground really hard. It landed head first making some of its circuits spark.
'So this girl has strength, attitude, skill and beauty. Not a bad mix' the man thought to himself as he watched Sakura fight the robot, 'She has made incredible progress considering the fact that this is a forbidden level, no one should be able to block its attacks. It's way too fast and powerful'
Sakura blocked a punch that was aimed at her side, she grabbed the metallic hand and pulled it before kicking really hard at the robots chest, leaving a dent the shape of Sakura's shoe.
The man at the sideline gasped, this girl was so much stronger than he had anticipated. He was staring dumbfounded at the dent she had left. It was incredible the mark she had left on pure steel.
Sakura, taking a quick glimpse spotted this and smirked. She did a series of uppercuts to the robot sending it flying in the air before catching its head, it was severely damaged all over but Sakura couldn't care less. She kneed the machine right around the mid area followed by a karate chop at the robot's neck making it smash right through.
The man's jaw literally dropped open. He couldn't believe that his girl had completely destroyed his multi-million-dollar robot. He couldn't speak, he was completely and utterly speechless.
Sakura tilted her head to the side and gave the man a questioning look while thinking, 'That was way too easy, I didn't even have to use my cards'
"Call me Lorenzo and consider yourself hired!" the man greeted holding out his hand
"We'll talk about my wages tomorrow same place same time I came" Sakura stated retrieving her back and ignoring Lorenzo's gesture.
"Fiesty, hot, ruthless, beautiful, skilled, strong, has a split personality and extremely useful, what is she not?" Lorenzo asked himself as he shook his head. He was happy he had just found just about the best assassin anyone could ask for.
"Not a fool, just make sure she gets the job done" A woman demanded lurking out of the shadows.
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A/N: Creepy huh? So do you like it? I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Should I continue it or is it just too boring? Tell me in your reviews!!!