Hey people... um, here's a modified version of the original copy of "The Assassin".... Give me some feedbacks please :)
The Assassin : modified version
It was a cold winter's morning; there was no one on the streets outside because of the weather. It was silent. In front of an old bar, there was a tall tree with thick, long, tangled and bare, snow covered branches.
Out of nowhere, a young man in his twenties appeared. He was walking towards the bar. He was tall, and handsome, very well built also, you could still see it, even though his black long coat covered his body. The black bowler hat on his head, covered his dark and messy chestnut coloured, as well as hair his piercing amber coloured eyes. His black leather shoes were covered in snow.
He was the Li. Syaoran Li. The one and only assassin who had never been caught, for he doesn't leave a trace after killing his so called "targets". I used the quotation marks because he didn't usually care. After all, he only killed the people that he was assigned to kill, and had no feeling towards them, which made his job easy.
But this time, it was different. This time, his misssion was very different from all the ones in the past.
He entered the bar, brushing the snow off his shoulders. The bar was different from the streets; it was filled with people. He took off his coat and hat and hung them up on the stand provided, revealing what he was wearing inside: a pair of black jeans worn out at the hems, and a tight black shirt, which showed off his muscular body even more than before, if it was possible. His eyes were nearly completely covered by his fringe; he didn't want people to recognize him, and covering his eyes did the trick, because his eyes were one of the most remarkable features about him.
He walked towards a bar table. Sitting down on a chair, he started to search for his victim.
There was a girl, sitting in a corner all alone. A girl around his age, who had short, auburn coloured hair and stunning emerald green eyes. She was a little shorter than Syaoran, quite tall for a girl though. She was wearing a pink sleeveless shirt and a white mini-skirt that wasn't really short, but short enough to show off her pale, long, slim... in the whole, flawless legs. She looked like an angel; so pure, so innocent, so beautiful, so... perfect.
But looks can be deceiving.
Syaoran Glared at her with hatred in his eyes. She, his one and only love in his whole life, cheated on him behind his back. He still can't believe he could be so stupid to not see that no one, apart from a child, could be so innocent as they seemed, no one could have such a flawless personality, as flawless as their appearance. He should have been aware of that, if he was, then he wouldn't have been hurt; if he was, then he wouldn't have become as soft hearted as he now was; if he was, then he would still be able to do his job as well as he did before.
And this time, she, Sakura Kinomoto was his target.
She hurt him, badly, for he loved her too much.
But as difficult as it was, he will still complete his very last mission.
Settling himself for this last mission, he took one last sip of his drink and started to walk towards the corner where his victim was seated in.
As if on cue, Sakura looked up from the table and waved at him, smiling. For a mere second, he looked at her with pure disgust in his eyes, but he knew that if he was to succeed, he had to calm down. Without hesitation, he did up his best act and smiled back, a fake smile, while waving.
If only he knew.
"Hello Syaoran! I missed you so much! Please sit down." He did as he was told. " I missed you too Sakura, I've just been a bit busy lately..." She gave him a confused look, but shrugged it off soon enough.
He smirked silently, this was his cue, while she was still thinking about what he meant. Taking this as an opportunity, he quickly grabbed her arm and pushed her onto the table, arms behind her back. The bar was too noisy for anyone to notice.
"What are you doing Syaoran?" Sakura asked frantically.
"It's Li to you. And what am I doing? Why don't you tell me Kinomoto? You hurt me, hurt me so badly, that I should've killed you long ago!" he hissed, with absolute hatred in his voice.
But to his surprise, Sakura smirked, evilly.
" Oh, that" said Sakura darkly.
This time, it was her turn to take her opportunity to flip Syaoran over and push him onto the table. Still, no one noticed what was happening in that little corner of theirs. " If you really are that desprate to know." she said, while pointing a gun to the back of his neck, "I, Sakura Kinomoto, the best spy in the whole of Japan, was sent to look for you." She said every single word slowly and clearly.
"To kill you. But,"
With a sudden change of tone in her voice; it was no longer dark, instead, it was angelic, with a hint of sadness in it. She stared to put her gun away. " I fell in love with you. I am still in love with you, but it's too dangerous for me to... it's almost forbidden, so I cheated on you, I thought you would..."
She was silenced by Syaoran, pulling her into a passionate kiss "That," Syaoran, finally speaking up, after breaking apart, "was not my point, I don't care anymore, you are the only thing that matters to me now, and forever, because I uh... I love you."
"Mmm... We're going to... need new... jobs now, aren't we?" asked Sakura, in between the deepening kiss.
"Shall we go then?" he replied, smiling while offering a hand to his angel.
Sakura took his hand; they left the bar, together.
No one ever saw them again, for Syaoran had finally accomplished his very last mission: to win Sakura Kinomoto's heart.
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The Assassin : modified version
It was a cold winter's morning; there was no one on the streets outside because of the weather. It was silent. In front of an old bar, there was a tall tree with thick, long, tangled and bare, snow covered branches.
Out of nowhere, a young man in his twenties appeared. He was walking towards the bar. He was tall, and handsome, very well built also, you could still see it, even though his black long coat covered his body. The black bowler hat on his head, covered his dark and messy chestnut coloured, as well as hair his piercing amber coloured eyes. His black leather shoes were covered in snow.
He was the Li. Syaoran Li. The one and only assassin who had never been caught, for he doesn't leave a trace after killing his so called "targets". I used the quotation marks because he didn't usually care. After all, he only killed the people that he was assigned to kill, and had no feeling towards them, which made his job easy.
But this time, it was different. This time, his misssion was very different from all the ones in the past.
He entered the bar, brushing the snow off his shoulders. The bar was different from the streets; it was filled with people. He took off his coat and hat and hung them up on the stand provided, revealing what he was wearing inside: a pair of black jeans worn out at the hems, and a tight black shirt, which showed off his muscular body even more than before, if it was possible. His eyes were nearly completely covered by his fringe; he didn't want people to recognize him, and covering his eyes did the trick, because his eyes were one of the most remarkable features about him.
He walked towards a bar table. Sitting down on a chair, he started to search for his victim.
There was a girl, sitting in a corner all alone. A girl around his age, who had short, auburn coloured hair and stunning emerald green eyes. She was a little shorter than Syaoran, quite tall for a girl though. She was wearing a pink sleeveless shirt and a white mini-skirt that wasn't really short, but short enough to show off her pale, long, slim... in the whole, flawless legs. She looked like an angel; so pure, so innocent, so beautiful, so... perfect.
But looks can be deceiving.
Syaoran Glared at her with hatred in his eyes. She, his one and only love in his whole life, cheated on him behind his back. He still can't believe he could be so stupid to not see that no one, apart from a child, could be so innocent as they seemed, no one could have such a flawless personality, as flawless as their appearance. He should have been aware of that, if he was, then he wouldn't have been hurt; if he was, then he wouldn't have become as soft hearted as he now was; if he was, then he would still be able to do his job as well as he did before.
And this time, she, Sakura Kinomoto was his target.
She hurt him, badly, for he loved her too much.
But as difficult as it was, he will still complete his very last mission.
Settling himself for this last mission, he took one last sip of his drink and started to walk towards the corner where his victim was seated in.
As if on cue, Sakura looked up from the table and waved at him, smiling. For a mere second, he looked at her with pure disgust in his eyes, but he knew that if he was to succeed, he had to calm down. Without hesitation, he did up his best act and smiled back, a fake smile, while waving.
If only he knew.
"Hello Syaoran! I missed you so much! Please sit down." He did as he was told. " I missed you too Sakura, I've just been a bit busy lately..." She gave him a confused look, but shrugged it off soon enough.
He smirked silently, this was his cue, while she was still thinking about what he meant. Taking this as an opportunity, he quickly grabbed her arm and pushed her onto the table, arms behind her back. The bar was too noisy for anyone to notice.
"What are you doing Syaoran?" Sakura asked frantically.
"It's Li to you. And what am I doing? Why don't you tell me Kinomoto? You hurt me, hurt me so badly, that I should've killed you long ago!" he hissed, with absolute hatred in his voice.
But to his surprise, Sakura smirked, evilly.
" Oh, that" said Sakura darkly.
This time, it was her turn to take her opportunity to flip Syaoran over and push him onto the table. Still, no one noticed what was happening in that little corner of theirs. " If you really are that desprate to know." she said, while pointing a gun to the back of his neck, "I, Sakura Kinomoto, the best spy in the whole of Japan, was sent to look for you." She said every single word slowly and clearly.
"To kill you. But,"
With a sudden change of tone in her voice; it was no longer dark, instead, it was angelic, with a hint of sadness in it. She stared to put her gun away. " I fell in love with you. I am still in love with you, but it's too dangerous for me to... it's almost forbidden, so I cheated on you, I thought you would..."
She was silenced by Syaoran, pulling her into a passionate kiss "That," Syaoran, finally speaking up, after breaking apart, "was not my point, I don't care anymore, you are the only thing that matters to me now, and forever, because I uh... I love you."
"Mmm... We're going to... need new... jobs now, aren't we?" asked Sakura, in between the deepening kiss.
"Shall we go then?" he replied, smiling while offering a hand to his angel.
Sakura took his hand; they left the bar, together.
No one ever saw them again, for Syaoran had finally accomplished his very last mission: to win Sakura Kinomoto's heart.
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