Hey guys, please don't kill me. I know I've been a bad author but I have excuses, see *frantically waves long piece of paper around*. Basically I forgot where I was going with this, remembered and then got sick. I also went through the *I need to read more fanfiction and join more fandoms* faze. I also became an admin on not one but four Facebook pages. I'll do better, I'll even swear on my magic for you…So here's the next chapter. Oh, and guess who got a Beta! So, lots of thanks to Juniper Night!

"We went directly to one of the Training Centers after that." Charlie finished the story softly. The room fell into another silence but this time it was of comradeship; everyone in the room had lost someone. It was Otto that broke the silence.

"I'm sorry about what happened to your parents."

Alice shrugged, "We were lucky, we had more time with our parents than most people."

Otto nodded, "There's just one thing I'm confused about. You said Julia was 2 months old?"

Charlie and Alice stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, finally they seemed to agree on something and turned back to face the others. Charlie glanced at Alice again before beginning to speak, then he stopped as though he forgot what he was about to say.

"Lets go sit down first," he finally said, "It's a short story with a lot of questions."

Confused they followed him through more passageways. They passed by several other rooms and passages but didn't go down any of them. Eventually they reached a room that was set out like a large sitting room, it was covered with pillows and couches. Alice shrugged and muttered something under her breath. It sounded like "Note to self, don't let Charlie decorate again...ever." Charlie laughed and stuck her tongue out at him.

Collapsing onto one of the couches Charlie's face turned serious as he gestured for them to sit.

He took a deep breath and began.

"25 years ago scientists that were part of the Mercer family, owed them a favour or something began to do a series of experiments. They were trying to breed the perfect asassins from birth. 22 years ago Carmen was created. He died 6 months later. His body couldn't cope with the growth rate. They kept on trying, eventually they took out the physical growth rate altogether and concentrated on mental growth instead. They also designed muscles to form differently from other people. These muscles already knew how to fight and kill, it was just a matter of waking them up. So they designed a trip switch so to speak, it activated when we went through a traumatic event or was in mortal peril. Ours activated when we were 2 at the base when our parents were killed. Even though we already knew the moves we had still practice so that we could control ourselves so to speak. We were taken directly to the Training Centers after that," He paused to take a deep breath, "Julia's was activated when she was 23 days old when her house was attacked. Over the years they had still been trying to perfect the growth formula AND they decided to try it again with Julia. In 2 months she grew to be the size of a 5 year old with the mental capacity of a 16 year old. It slowed down after that." He hesitated and glanced at Alice who shrugged.

"What my link is trying to tell you is basically we were literally born to be assassins and It slowed down so much that in the past decade Julia has aged about 6 months. So yes, she is 15 years old but she actually looks her age for once."

Raven gasped in shock and Alice nodded. Otto stared at them confused.

"There is one assassin feared above all others, Otto, even BY Raven" Alice replied to his unspoken question, "Many believe that she is immortal because it appears that she never changes."

"What were," Laura began to ask, then stopped.

"The Training Centers?"

She nodded.

Alice though for a second, "They were alright as long as you didn't get into trouble or kill anyone you weren't supposed to." Alice glanced at Raven and Dimitri, "They weren't the Glasshouse," she said softly, "We always had the choice to leave."

"Did anyone?" someone asked.

Alice nodded slowly, "All of them are dead. Not killed by the Mercers but word got out about these kids with amazing martial art skills and you know, you either had to have them or destroy them."

Nero nodded, he had heard the rumours but never anything concrete to back it up.

"Of course, that wasn't the only way we died. Some of us snapped and went crazy, others killed themselves. Though those people it was only if their link died that they did that or else we were fine." Charlie said quickly.

"Why didn't you leave?" Wing asked.

They shrugged, "We didn't want to, we got to blow stuff up."

Alice explained, "We were the main "disposal and explosives" people. Basically we got access to a lot of explosives."

Charlie leaned forward, "Piece of advice, do not let 4 year olds near explosives."

They talked for a bit longer before they retired for the night. The next morning the got up to find Alice and Charlie already in the kitchen, Charlie sporting a rapidly turning red again bandage on his arm. They seemed to be arguing about whose fault it was.

"You should have seen it coming," Alice finally snapped and stood up. "Finally you're up, let's get food. She's not back yet." She added in response to their un-spoken question.

A few minutes later found them devouring the food, well most of them at least.

Suddenly Alice and Charlie looked up worried, "Jay's back," was the only explanation they gave as they dashed out of the kitchen.

They all chased after them worried as well. They found them in the hanger waiting as the door to a shroud opened and Julia walked down the ramp. Covered in blood.

"Liam is back," she managed before collapsing.