Isaiah's POV

I picked up my phone off my desk in my dorm. I went to my contacts and pressed on older bro. "Hello?"

"Jack I need to ask a favor."

"What ya need?"

"Don't you have friends that know how to snipe since your in the army?"

"Ya."

"I need them to kill someone for me."

"Wait what. We can't do that."

"Please."

"Tell me who it is first."

" Its a kid trying to steal my girl."

"Fine little bro, I'll ask my friend."

"Thanks."

I hung up the phone. Now we what. An hour later I got a call.

"Hello?"

"My friend will do it, just hand him a picrure."

I hung up. Perfect. This will teach you not to steal my girl. I had a smile from ear to ear.

Dawson's POV

I walked out side of my dorm. Ah fresh air just what I need. Everybody has heard about the fight. So everybody keeps staring at me like I'm a god or somthing. Out of the side of my eye I saw something shiny in the sun. I looked closer. I realized something. Its a sniper. I instantly ducked behind a wall as a bullet hit the ground close to me. Fuck, why me. Everybody ran. I ran as well. A sniper bullet went passed me and hit a 8th grade boy killing him instantly. This ends now. I ran through my dorm door with more bullets hitting all around me. I ran through my room to my closet. I pulled out a 50 cal sniper rifle. I then aimed out the window. I kept looking at the scope. I saw the sniper. Looks like he's looking for me to. But I beat him to it. I shot a bullet. It hit him in the side of the head. Fuck that guy. I then quickly hid the sniper back in its secret compartment and sat there. Time to act like I don't know what happened.

Isaiah's POV

I got a call from my brother. "Thanks a lot you dick. My friend was killed because of you."

I quickly hung up. Fuck, the guy didn't get the job done. I wonder who killed him. I then got an idea. I picked up my phone again. I called my sister.

"What do you need."

"Uhm can you and your friends assassinate someone for me."

"Why?"

"The kid is stealin my girl."

"Wait, a KID!"

She thought for a moment.

"I can't do that."

"Please" I begged.

"Fine."

I just realized something. I have a brother in the army and a sister that's an assassin. I can do as I please and kill anybody in my way. I couldn't help but smile.

Dawson's POV

I was walking close to the woods to clear my head. A sniper was suppose to kill me. The only thing is, is that I don't know who sent the sniper. It definitely wasn't the FBI or CIA. So who was it. I then heard something in the woods. I listened closer. I heard a cry for help. I ran straight into the woods. When I got to a clearing I saw the source of the sound. A record player. Why was this here? That's when I heard really fast footsteps running at me. I grabbed my knife out of my pocket. I then leapped to the side. Someone ran past where I used to be with a knife. They turned around at me and charged. I dodged the first swimng and caught the next. I grabbed my knife and slammed it into the person. I then realized it was a girl. I heard more footsteps. Five more to be exact. I turned around to see five people wearing cloaks. Fuck, this day is getting better and better. They then ran at me. I dodged the first swing. I stabbed my knife into the leg of the person and grabbed there gun. I fired at the person running at me. Then the gun was kicked out of my hand. I was then tackled to the ground. I then stabbed the person through the heart. Someone then was about to jump on me. I rolled over. And slit there neck. Blood sprayed on my face. I then threw my knife at the next person running at me. I walked over a took !y knife out of the person. I walked back over to the person I stabbed in the leg. I slit there neck more blood sparing on my face. 4 down one to go. I walked over to the girl I stabbed. It was a teenager. I held the knife to her throat. "Who sent you"

I can- can't tell yo- you" she stuttered.

"Tell me NOW."

"No."

I then slit her throat. She had tears going down her face as I was doing it. I felt kind of bad. I stood up and walked away. I need to wipe the bloodm off my face before someone asks how it got there.

Isaiah's POV

I walked to the clearing to look for Dawson's body. But instead I found my sisters and her friends body's. Tears went down my face. I did this. I got my sister killed. But who killed them was the question. Is there something else to Dawson that we don't know? I need to find out. I stood up and started to walk away. I looked back at my sister's body one last time. Good bye big sis. Then I walked back to my dorm.