Hey^^ I promise that this chapter will be longer. So here's Ch. 2

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The Rise of the New Fraternity

After work, I went to the near by pharmacy to get my perception for my panic attacks. It had seemed as if it was an hour since I've waited for my medication. I wonder if this was the worker's first day? Then someone walked up next to me by the counter.

"Wow, you do resemble your father in a way," said the person. "Tell me, do you design weapons like your father," the person asked.

I turned my head towards him. He looked like a 30 something year old guy with dark brown hair and blue eyes. He also looked cute, if I might add.

"I'm sorry, but...do I know you?" Melissa asked. Then he had extended his hand. "Wesley Gibson, and you're Melissa McCollin." Wesley said. "...Mel...,"Melissa said, shaking his hand and also giving him a confused look.

"I know that your father died last year, I'm sorry for his passing," Wesley had pointed out.

How the fuck does he know about that? My father died from a design gone wrong. The whole factory blew up, including him in it.

" Here's your perception, miss," the counter lady had said. Melissa quickly grabbed her meds. "Fuck you,"she said to Wesley before she stormed out of the pharmacy. Tears were about to come down from her eyes.

Wesley went after her. "Look, I'm sorry if that had upset you," he said. Melissa kept on walking, "Leave me the hell alone!" Wesley caught up to her and grabbed her. "Let go off me, or I'll call the cops!" Melissa had then reached for her phone.

Wesley grabbed the phone before she could dial 911, and threw it against the wall. "My phone!" Melissa exclaimed. Wesley had then put her against the wall, "Look, just hear me out!" Wesley demanded.

Melissa had then calmed down a bit, "Okay...talk." "Melissa, there's something that you need to know about your father. Can we discuss this somewhere more private?" Wesley asked. "What's so bad about talking out here?" Melissa asked. "I-I don't think it would be good to be talking out in the open. So... want to go take a ride with me to Starbucks," he asked.

"Wait...why would a 30 something year old, like you, ask a 19 year old, like me, to go for a drive to Starbucks? People would think that's a but perverted. Melissa pointed out.

He had then started to laugh, "Hey...I'm only 23 years old. I don't look that old, do I?" "Yep."Melissa smirked. Wesley was now leading her to his car, "Come on Melissa." Melissa had now envied him because of what his car is.

Shit, he has a red lamberginee! Lucky bastard.

While in Starbucks, Wesley had started talking to me about my father.

"You know that your father was a weapon designer. But that's not all he was," Wesley said. "What do you mean?" Melissa asked. "Melissa...your father was an assassin."

Is this guy on crack or something?

"...What...,"was all that she could say at the time. "Yes, he was an assassin. And the assassins from an enemy fraternity had killed your father. And you...you were born to be an assassin." Wesley said.

Melissa couldn't help but laugh. "And you're James McAvoy,"she said.

Wesley was shocked, "This is no laughing matter! I'm being serious." "You know what, you need special help." Melissa said while getting up from her seat. "I don't know what had fucked you up, but I want nothing to do with this fake assassin crap. I have a life, I have a mom that I need to take care of, and I have a college education. So I suggest that you take me to my dorm now."

He had then sighed and had agreed to take Melissa to her dorm. While driving, Wesley had parked in front of a run down factory.

"What the...where are we?" Melissa asked. Wesley had quickly gotten out of the car and went to the passenger side. He had quickly grabbed Melissa and haled her over his shoulder.

"Hey! Let me go!" Melissa demanded. Wesley had just ignored her and had entered the factory entrance. "Put me down! Put me down, put me down, put me down!" Melissa shouted. Wesley had then dropped her.

"Look! I don't need to hear this bullshit from you! Your father would had never wanted you to act like a fuckin' child!" Wesley shouted.

Melissa was silent.

"Do you know where we are, Melissa? This is where your father had died. The reason why he left you was so that he will be able to protect you and your family. If you accept the fact that you are an assassin and being committed to avenging your father... then you're just fucking up the fact that your father would have been proud of his only daughter."

"Then prove it." Melissa demanded. "Give me some proof that I'm an assassin."

"Alright. Do you see those three targets over there?" He pointed th where the three targets were. "I want you to hit the bull's-eye." Wesley had then handed Melissa a gun.

"How the hell am I suppose to do that? They are so far away. I can't possible do it, and plus I had never used a gun in my life." Melissa had pointed out.

"Here's some motivation." He had then pointed a gun at her head.

"Hey! What the fuck man!?" Melissa said, now scared out of her mind. "You have until the count of 3 to shoot the targets. If you don't shoot the targets, I'm gonna have to shoot your fuckin' brains out." Wesley had threatened.

I started to have one of my panic attacks. "I-I can't," I tried to shout out as loud as I can.

"...1..,"Wesley had started counting. "I-I can't fuckin' do it!" Melissa exclaimed. "...2..."

"...3...,"Wesley had finally said.

Then from out of the blue, I had managed to shoot all three of the bull's-eyes on the targets. I quickly threw down the gun, and quickly grabbed my meds and popped one pill in my mouth.

Wesley giggled and walked over to the targets and started to take each of them down. He walked over to Melissa and had set the targets beside her. "What you had just experienced right now was not a panic attack. Your heart goes over 500 beats per minute. It's like a adrenaline rush, but it's actually a special super power. All assassins have it, including your father." Wesley explained.

"So... are you convinced that you're an assassin?" Wesley asked.

"Are you out of your fuckin' mind?!" Melissa quickly got up, "Just stay away from me!" She ran out of the factory and never looked back.

Author's Notes: I hoped that you guys had enjoyed that^^ Please give me some feedback