Chapter 2
She could have chosen anything. Her small, heart shaped face, topped with fiery, red hair, hid her feelings. The eyes were steely grey which rarely showed emotions. Her feminine features were hidden behind the detachment. Her long, icy fingers, clasped around the bulky metallic weapon, had power over everything around her. Her flaming hair was hidden beneath the blackest of hoods, small curls escaping and framing her face. Her clasped hands showed a measly amount of tanned skin. She was agile, with a sleek body; she was educated to the fullest, yet still new to the art of assassination. She tried and toyed with all of her human emotions but she wasn't as perfect as everyone though she was.
