Disclaimer: The author is feverish and delirious when writing this story due to the lack of sleep spanning several days. This is due to the coming of exams and the force-feeding of information known as 'mugging'. Any resemblance to other work by any author is purely intentional and never coincidental.
Prologue
She grinned. The Awakening Potion slowly removed her fear and doubts. She was cool. Calm. Totally in control. A pair of knives slid out from her sleeves, and she grasped them. Her eyes scanned the crowd. Many walked past her, but none noticed her, even though her portrait was pasted on the pillar next to her. With 'Wanted Dead or Alive' beneath it. She was the master of disguise. And still, here eyes scanned the crowd. Suddenly, they stopped.
Bingo.
There it is. The target. Her grin widened. She moved swiftly towards the target. Those that she passed only felt a cool breeze and saw a flash of purple. When they blinked, it was gone. She neared her target. Fifty yards. Thirty. Ten. She flung her knife at the target. The target opened its mouth to scream as the knife pierced its shoulder. She drew out the knife and plunged the other into its heart. Just like the scream, the target died.
In another second, she was gone. One second later, the corpse switched position, from one of standing to one of kneeling. Then, as it changed to one of lying, the woman next to the target screamed. A wing of butterfly was ripped into half.
Two hundred miles away, a blue beam materialized and she stepped out. "Mission accomplished." she said with a smile.