Humani nihil a me alienum puto (Nothing human is alien to me)- Terence

Bella's POV

Within minutes he had me blindfolded and tied, he carried me somewhere, then I heard his car door opening and he ushed me inside. He drove very quickly and smoothly, it was quiet as I heard honking and other noises.

At some time I must have fell asleep, because I woke up in bed. It wasn't my bed though.
I wasn't blindfolded and my hands weren't tied anymore, I slowly got up and opened the door.

I made my way to a living room, "Take a seat." I turned around, he had dark brown hair and light brown eyes he didn't seem very menacing or dangerous, I cautiously sat down.

"Why did you kidnapp me?" I asked. He sat on the other couch across from me, "Because I was ordered to," he said simply. I stared at him, at first thinking he was lying but I could tell he wasn't.

"By who? and why would someone want you to kidnapp me?" I asked. "You have a lot of questions," he stated. "Look Bella," he began.
"That's another thing how do you know my name?"

He sighed. "Look, everything will be explained to you in the morning, and just so you know my name is Jeff."
I looked at him, Jeff such a normal name.

"You should go sleep," he told me before standing up and going to his room, I wondered where I was.
I slowly got up from the couch and back to the bedroom, the next morning I got dressed and combed my hair.

I walked out of the room, Jeff was waiting for me he had his arms crossed and he wore all-black clothing.
"Just on time follow me Miss Punctual," he said.

We walked out of the room, and down a hallyway as we went outside and I sat in his car I looked back at the building, it was a hotel.

He drove to a deeper part of the town, he looked around to make sure no one was looking then he move the manhole and jumped inside, "What are you doing?" I whispered.

"Get down," he said. "What?" "Get down," he repeated. "You've got to be kidding," I said.
He didn't respond and I could hear him walking away quickly I jumped in and before I could reach up to close the manhole it moved.

It was pitch black for a moment I stared at the manhole and wondered how it moved by itself but then I remembered that Jeff was still walking away. I don't know how I found him but I did, he reached out his hand and opened a door.

A bright light shoned in my face I looked away. Jeff grabbed my hand and pulled my inside, I took in my surroundings, there were people, everywhere.

The whole place looked like some kind of hospital. The walls were painted blue, the floor was a clean white tile and the doors were blue too, with silver handles.

There were floruscent lights above me on the blue ceiling, there was what resembled a waiting room, but there weren't anyone in that room, I noticed that there were also potted plants, everything was very neat and organized.

A woman walked towards us she wore scrubs and she had gray eyes and black shoulder-length hair, she had a clipboard in her hands.
"Hello, Dr. Willington," she said.

I raised my eyebrow at Jeff, Dr? Jeff kidnapped me and brought me to an underground hospital?
"Hello, nurse Teri I want to introduce you to Drew she'll be working with us from now on."

"Yes, you notified me last week, nice to meet you Drew," she told me and smiled. She walked away, waving at us before entering a room.
"Ok, follow me."

Jeff walked down a hall, and then he turned to his left down another hall, then he opened a door, I thought it led to a room but instead when it opened there was a staircase.

I looked up, wondering how I was going to make it, all the way up there.
I heard our footsteps stomping against the metal steps it echoed against the walls and I wondered if everyone could hear us.

At the top of the staircase was yet another door, except this one wasn't like the others, blue with a silver handle, this once was black with a gold handle.

This floor was entirely different from the one downstairs, black and white checkered tiles, white walls, black and white and occasionally both doors, they all had golden door knobs, it was a long hallway, as we walked I saw black leather couches, flat screen TV's, everyone was dressed in black, there were vases of red roses, and white daises.

My eyes widened, when I saw that everyone carried weapons, no one took notice of my shock and this seemed like a normal routine for them. It was quiet, some of them also carried folders.

"This is our workplace," Jeff said. "And, what exactly is the type of work that we do?" I asked.

"What!" I shouted. "I told you not to get angry," Jeff told me. "I'm a police officer, what did you expect?" I asked.
"You were a police officer, you work here now," Jeff said.

"Jeff, you are telling me that everyone here is an assasin, and now I'm going to be one."

"We do it with good intentions, we are killing all the criminals, the robbers, the murders, the rapists, all of those."

"What happens if I say no?" I asked.

"We kill you."

I gaped at him, I took a deep breath, kill the bad people, the type of people that killed Charlie, or else be killed.
I walked back into the 'Boss' office, "Mr. Preese I accept your job offer."

Shaking hands with Preese, at the moment was like I was shaking hands with the devil, and I felt like I just handed him my soul.

I walked out of his office, "Let me give you the grand tour," he said.

"This is the armery room, in this room you'll find every single weapon you can think of."

I looked around, baseball bats, guns, swords, cannons, daggers, whips, numchucks, everything.
"And the one man responsible for all of it, is Caleb."

Caleb had sandy brown curly hair, and green eyes, "Hi, nice to meet you."

"Let's go, I have to show the place you'll be spending most of your time, the training room."

"Training?"

"You'll learn how to fight, how to handle just about every single weapon Calen has, some crytography, and some other stuff."

I walked down the halls and to the armery room, it has been a year and a half since my first day here. I learned that there was some very nice people here, even though we were assasins, but everyone had to make the same choice I made.

We had to do this or else we faced death.

"Oh, hey Bella," Caleb greeted me, I smiled, "Hi, Caleb have you seen Jeff?" I asked. "Funny you would ask that, he asked me the same thing about you just five minutes ago."

"Do you know where he went?" I asked. "I think he's in Preese's office." I nodded, "Bye, Caleb and thanks."
"No problem," he said, before he returned to polishing his gun.

I walked to the room, not far from Preese's office and sat on the leather couch.
I heard the door opened, and looked towards the door.

It was Jeff, he walked over to me. "There you are, I was looking for you."

"I know, Caleb told me."

He nodded, "Are you going on a mission?" I asked. He shook his head, "Nah, actually you are."

"I am?" He nodded, "Preese told me to tell you," he said, he handed me the black folder with printed gold letters on it.
"Weird, I was going to ask you if you had any missions to recommend to me, but I guess this will do."

"You should get going, and tell Preese your going, you know how impatient he is."

I nodded, and walked to his office, I knocked on the door twice. "Come in," he said.
"I accept the mission," I told him.

"Great, you have three days don't be late."

I nodded, I opened the folder for the details, there were plane tickets back and forth from Mexico, inside was my passport and places I would most likely find my target.

Inside the folder, was a photo of the man, he was bald with a thick black mustache, mid-thirties I think, he was on the run after killing a marine and U.S. offcials couldn't get him since he ran away to Mexico.

I packed lightly, and drove to the airport.

His name was Enrique, one of the places he visited the most was a bar, it was hot and sunny, I asked the bartender where he was after showing him his picture.

He pointed to a small booth in the corner, he sat with two others, a beer in his hands.
I took a deep breath, and began to flirt with him it was diffcult to do so without gagging, he took me to a hotel.

I made some small talk, when he wasn't looking I got my gun he turned around eyes wide, before he could say anything, I fired.
Enrique, lied on the hotel floor dead.

I stared at him for a minute, before I left and got onto my place back to Ohio.
I walked to my room upstairs, and unpacked my suitcase there was a knock at my door.

"Come in," I said.

Jeff walked in, "How was the trip?" he asked.

"The same, it's always the same."

He nodded, and it was silent for a few moments, "Do you still have your gun?" he asked. "Yes, why?" I asked.
"You should take it back to Caleb in case someone needs to use it."

Jeff, was acting strange there were plenty of the same guns in the armery room there was no need for me to hurry, but I told him that I would go after packing my suitcase.

I walked down the halls, and to the armery room. "Caleb!"
"Hello, Bella are you here to return my gun?" he asked.

I nodded, and handed it to him.

I left the armery room, still wondering why Jeff wanted me to return the gun so quickly then I heard something over hidden speakers, I looked above and listened.

"Attention assasins every weapon must be returned to the Armery room for cleaning and inspection immediately, you have two minutes thank you."

Everyone ran past me, I pressed my back against the wall and waited for the stampede to end. Swiftly, I made my way to Jeff's room and knocked.
"You come here to thank me?" he asked, when he opened the door.

"Yes, I did thank you for telling me, how did you know?" I asked him, curiously.

He motioned me inside I took a seat on the couch and he shut the door, "I was in Preese's office the other day and I saw his Note To Self notebook, and it was open so I peeked."

"Wasn't he there?" I asked, I never had seen Preese out of his office or off his chair.
He shook his head, "Naw, he's not glued to the chair Bella," Jeff said.

I blushed slightly, my cheeks pink. "You should head downstairs, you have to pretend to be a nurse," Jeff told me. "How about you? Don't you have to pretend to be a doctor?" I asked him.

"Hey, before all of this I had a Ph.D."

I left his room and went to go get my scrubs, it was another part of the job. Downstairs is a top secret medical facility paid by the goverment, what we do here is experimental surgeries and invent vaccines and other medicines.

Preese is in charge of downstairs too, I am not sure if the goverment funds everything we do upstairs, I suppose what they don't know won't hurt them. Everyone on both ends of the stairs has been sworn to secrecy, and are not able to have a life in the outside world but the people downstairs weren't threatened to be killed if they didn't stay, they gave up their lives willingly.

After, I changed into my scrubs I went to do my daily rounds and checked on Ray.
Ray was a old man with gray hairs on the sides of his head and a rotund belly. He used to be in the army until he stepped onto a mine and it blowed his lower body off.

Six monthes later, he was brought here and since then we have been trying to give him new legs so he can walk again, it has been diffcult and the legs aren't co-operating with his body very well, he has been making slow progress.

I entered the room, he lied on his bed and watched TV, "Hello, Ray how are we doing today?" I asked. "Fine," he mumbles, I struggled to suppress a frown and have my smile remain in contact, he kept to himself and did not speak much.

"Here's your medicine, swallow these with this glass of water, lunch will be here soon." Ray didn't say anything he just silently took the pills from my hand, and swallowed them with the glass of water.

I left, and checked on the other patients.

The week was slow as I fell back in step with my daily routines, I had no missions for quite a while I did watched the news and saw that my murder was still unsolved with no major leads.

Eighteen days after returning from Mexico and the month coming to an end, Ray died from heart failure.
We tried to revive him, but it was too late.

I had more free time after that, my daily rounds were shortened and soon Preese was giving me more missions.
I was in California, this time my job was to kill a troubled teenager named, Theodore.

Two years ago, at the county fair he got his pistol and fired the gun at an unsuspecting man in the back of the head, he ran and everyone was forced to leave to the safety of their homes.

He then abandoned his car ten miles from the crime scene and stole another and drove to Los Angeles.
Right now he was in a trashed hotel room, hungover and high.

"Hey, honey get me another beer!" he shouted. I sent Honey as he calls her to the mall after I gave her a hundered dollar bill, she gave me the hotel roon key in exchange.

I opened the refridgerator, he hadn't noticed that Honey was gone and that someone else was in the kitchen, I came back with a beer in my hand.

"Here," I told him. "Thank- your not Honey!" "No, I'm not." I pulled out my knife and sliced his throat, the beer fell out of his hands and rolled on the floor, I exited the hotel and drove.

I took a deep breath, it was diffcult for me to walk away after stealing someones life regardless of the sins they committed, especially since my father was a cop, and that I used to be one too.

I took an oath, when I became a cop a damn oath and now I was killing criminals instead of arresting them. Sometimes I thought of Polly, her husband and baby.

Boy or girl? I asked myself, is she happy and safe? Does anyone wonder what has become of Bella?

Bella Adams or Bella Swan? I thought bitterly.

The truth was, both.

I thought about both lives that I left behind, my mother, my step-father, my friends, and everyone I had ever came across.
Has Alice seen? I asked.

What I have done? Do they know, that Charlie's dead or that I've runaway? Most of all, that I am a killer?

Read and Review! Sorry, it took longer but today was my Mom's birthday and we spent all day out.