A/N: Thanks for reviewing. I wanted to post this at the end of the last chapter, but by the time I got to where I ended it, it was a minute and a half to the new year, so I had to rush and watch the ball drop. Anyway, Happy 2006. This chapter might be a bit short, but I'll post the next one soon.
Disclaimer: I own nothing at all besides the plot and my OCs.
Chapter Two: Reprieve
A young woman sat at a table in New York, reading a book with no title. She was in her early twenties, with long fiery red hair, and sharp gray eyes. For the first six years of her life, she had been like most girls her age. She had had a name, a family, a home, a life. But all that had changed when her parents died. The only family she had was her sister. And the two who had adopted them. Though adopted wasn't exactly the right word for it. Taken, maybe. As for her name, she was known only as Fox. Her birth certificate, along with anything that would proof her existence, had been destroyed.
Fox sighed, and turned the page. She knew her life wasn't all bad. But she got sick of all the deception in her life. The secrecy. The killing. The pain. She tried not to feel guilty, like the rest of them. Like her sister, and the other three in their unit. But she couldn't help it. She knew that some of the lives they took had families. Families that needed them. She wished she could just block it out like the others. Forget her emotions.
She thought back to Paris, and the boy she had shot. She hadn't meant to do it. The bullets at the ground were just to clear the street of witnesses. But one of her bullets had hit a boy, no older then fourteen.
"Hey, Sis!"
She looked around, and noticed her sister, Sparrow, sitting next to her. Sparrow and Fox were identical except for the tattoos on their left forearms.
Fox forced a smile. "Hi, Sparrow. What is it?"
Sparrow frowned. "You're ill!"
"No, I'm not."
"Yes you are! Either that, or you're an imposter. What's your name?"
Fox told her.
Sparrow nodded. "Yep. You're ill! You've been quiet and weird ever since we got back from Paris."
Fox opened her mouth to argue, but Sparrow cut in.
"I've talked to the others, and they agree with me. You haven't had a reprieve since we started. So, we're sending you to some island resort for a month."
Fox stared at her. "What? No! I don't need-"
"Yes, you do. We already have everything ready. You leave tomorrow."
A/N: Okay, I know I said I was gonna put chapter 3 out at the same time as chapter 2, but I'm in a hurry. So I'll have chapter three out soon.