Hello! I'm back! This story has actually gained decentish popularity, probably all thanks to my "amazing" self promotion skills. Almost 60 views, seven reviews, and even a favorite/follow! Shoutout to ArrowOfTheMoonlark!

R: Idk. Middle school happened? Anyway, thanks! I'm excited for this story, honestly.

L: Thanks! That's too bad that you haven't read Legacy: I hope you get it soon! This doesn't give anything away, since it's an alternate universe. It has an implied Nightfall spoiler at some point, and that's actually it. Dexella is seriously underrated (sigh).

Thesirensong: That's okay! I'm a multishipper, so it's all good. 1) Assassins are definitely cool! 2) Well I started first SO THERE. Lol. Can't wait to read it! Thanks!

Wonderland AKA Cay-cay: Lol, me too. MULTISHIPPING! It's super funny that you said that, because this was actually a rewrite of an original short story! The original has Marella named Raven, and will be published on Wattpad shortly for a writing contest. Lol. But if I actually published it published it, I think I'd keep it as a short story. Rewriting to make it longer is too much work. Lol. Thanks for the feedback! I have written it all, but I'm still editing. Thanks!

IStillHopeForSophex: I'll try my best to make you ship it! Multishipping is pretty awesome, and so is fluff! Thanks!

ArrowOfTheMoonlark: Hi Arrow! That's okay, I'm glad you came! Thanks! Stay safe! -A. Fan.

MidnightBunnyy: YAY! DEXELLA FAN! I also multiship FedEx and Marellinh, but since I already have stuff for them on a different site, I decided to go with Dexella!

Anyway, chapter two! Huzzah! Actual plot stuff begins to happen!

Covered head to toe with sweat, (And also covered with guilt, though she hoped Fintan couldn't tell,) Marella made her way into the shower. Although she didn't care much for appearances, the sound of the water helped calm Marella, so she remained in the shower longer than necessary. Her peace was interrupted by Fintan yelling "QUIT USING UP ALL THE HOT WATER!"

Sighing, she got out and dried off. The clothes she changed into were all black (naturally); some t-shirt for a band she didn't recognize, and jeans. Her messy blonde hair was braided, though this was a challenge because of how tangled and uneven it was. Finally, when she couldn't stall any more without putting on makeup (Heaven forbid), she went out to rejoin the world and face Fintan.

"There you are," sighed Fintan. "Took you long enough. I never had you pegged as one of those girls who cared about appearance."

Marella bit back a retort, because she didn't care about appearance- and a few glimpses at her reflection with the cracked mirror in the bathroom proved Marella to look such a mess that if she did care, she would refuse to be seen by any human being. Her hair was, as mentioned earlier, a complete and total disaster. Her lips were dry and cracked, she'd had dark circles under her eyes for forever, and, despite just showering, her face seemed to be permanently streaked with grime (probably because her shower was barely functional as a shower.) And, even before she went into Fintan's service and started looking like that mess, she'd never really been pretty. Not ugly, but definitely not someone that people would go out of their way to stare at. (Incorrect, Marella is absolutely freaking gorgeous.)

"But then again," Fintan added, "If you did have to start turning vain, now would be the best possible time."

"What do you mean?" Marella asked, before she could stop herself. Mentally, she cursed. You've been in his service for four years- shouldn't you know not to ask questions by now? "Sor-" she started.

Fintan cut her off, surprising Marella by answering. "I have a new victim for you to assassinate," he started.

Marella sighed. Punishment for asking questions would have been better. Although she'd only had to kill two people for Fintan before, their names and faces still haunted her. (Dylan Richer had been midlaugh, and Evelyn Cohen had pleaded for Raven to let her stay with her family.) As bad as throwing knives at dummies was, it was still far better than killing real people.

Chaos continued, "His name is Dex. Dizznee. The thing is, he has a really good security system- You may be decent at this, but definitely not good enough to get to him."

"Thanks?" Marella said, unsure if that was a compliment or an insult.

"So," Fintan said, ignoring her, "I need you to get close to him another way." He waited for her to connect the dots. As soon as she did, Marella groaned.

"You want me to make him fall in love with me?" Marella exclaimed. "I don't even know the first thing about-"

"Exactly. He's about your age, maybe a year or two older, and single. This is really a perfect opportunity."

Marella rolled her eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me! Now, whatever you do- and this is important- whatever you do, don't fall in love with him."

Marella puffed out a breath, glad that Fintan wasn't making this already terrible task even harder. "That'll be easy, at least."

Yeah, short again. That's the point of a short story! If I can tell the story in 4,000 words, I don't want to include an overload of adjectives or unnecessary details.

Okay. Anyway, hope you enjoyed! Please review!

~A. Fan.