My exams have just ended. REJOICE, AND SPRAY GRAFFITI EVERYWHEREEEEE!

Don't actually do that. But anyways, exams are over! Now I have a lot of free time on me hands, and my top priority now is to finish this story, then after that finish my other ones! Exams are a pain...anyway, hope you'll enjoy!

I twirled my locks of hair in trepidation. Why did Jones send for me? Now, standing outside the interrogation room, I had a nagging feeling in the back of my head that what was going on inside wasn't pretty. My trembling hand flew to my holster, ready to pull out my gun and just start shooting anything that has two legs. But I finally managed to calm down a bit, and knocked nervously on the door.

It swung open, revealing officer Jones and Ash strung up by his hands, suspended by a thin tethered rope. His eyes were bloodshot, and his cheeks were drained of any color. I bit my tongue to stop myself from screaming; What happened to Ash?

''Is he...'' I asked, after what seemed like an eternity. Jones snorted, and moved out of the way so I could walk into the room.

''No. But he will wish he is.'' Said Jones, while I was busy trying to gouge my eyes out. Ash looked so beaten up...something's tugging at my chest...but I don't know what it is. I just know that Ash is half-alive, and it's because of Jones.

Almost like my body willed me to, I swerved round and slapped Jones in the face. He reeled with shock and hurt, clutching his throbbing cheeks.

''You did this to him! You monster!'' I yelled, and grabbed his officer uniform, something I now wish I could tear apart little by little. ''We're supposed to uphold the law! Not this...this abuse!''

I wanted to slap him again, but I held myself. Instead, I let myself cry. I've never experienced anything like this before, just letting my tears flow down freely. I slowly lowered myself to the floor, and I felt that the world was just like me- Inch by inch, it was slowly draining away, leaving a hollow rock devoid of any emotions.

A pair of hands caressed my shoulders reassuringly. ''May, May...It's okay. I won't let Ash hurt you again,'' Jonas whispered in my ears. He tried to hug me, but I forced them away.

''You still don't get it, do you?'' I sobbed, unable to hold my tears. ''You...you were an idol to me! Why did you have to torture Ash? I respected you; I thought you were just and caring, not this crazy madman that's out for revenge! Look at Ash!'' Jones quickly glanced at Ash, before looking back at me. ''Why...just why...''

Jones' eyes softened, and he reached out a hand to me. I slapped it away. ''Don't touch me! I don't know what you will do with me!''

I saw Jones looking at me like I had just rejected his marriage, but I don't care. It was the truth.

''I don't know what you are anymore.'' I said quietly, getting up by myself. ''Just leave me alone.'' I strode over to the door, opened it, and walked away without looking back. It's just too painful to see.

Jones sighed earnestly, perhaps even enviously, if one were to notice his subtle fist clenching. He went over to me and untied the ropes that bound me to the ceiling. I dropped to the floor, and frankly I wouldn't have cared if a volcano suddenly spouted under me. May cares about me...That's the first time I even got a girl to notice me. Too bad we're on different sides of the law...

''You saw how much she cares,'' Jones said, almost sounding jealous.

''So what?'' I sighed, rubbing my sore wrists. I could see myself as a practice pinata if my assassin job didn't work out so well. ''She and I...will never work out.''

''What if I told you that, you could be with her?'' Jones smiled, and I instantly felt my mind warming up to the idea. He left me in complete silence for a minute before he continued.

''If you decide to be an undercover cop, and expose your father and his organisation, I promise you, I can choose to look the other way.'' Jones smirked deviously. ''Your records will be deleted, and you are free to pursue whatever you choose.''

I mused over the thought. It was...how do people say...killing two birds with one stone? I hate my father, and I have a really bad and embarrassing crush on May, which could be solved by jailing my dad! He was never a dad in my eyes, anyway.

''Deal.'' We shook hands; the deal was done. Jones suddenly started giggling hysterically, when something came to my mind. ''Hey Jones, why do you hate Renegade so much.''

''Officer Jones.'' The latter said firmly. All his mirth was lost, replaced with the unmistakable edge of ruthlessness. ''If you must know...your father used to be in the police force.''

''No...''

''Yes. We were like beans in a pod- inseparable, passionate, and green on our fingers. We had just started when we were assigned an impossible task.

''I remember, I was so excited to take it up. And so was your dad. We would spend nights and nights on it, constantly reworking evidence, re-questioning every single witness until everyone wanted to jump off the roof of a building. We kept working nonstop, because we wanted credit. So, after no more evidence could be found, we chose to go undercover, and risk our lives to get more evidence.

''We had to climb our way to the top. We were just nobodies in that circle. We barely knew the codewords for getting by. But someone saved us. She told us everything we needed to know, and taught us the tricks of the trade. With these under out bag, we managed to get close to the boss, and we found out that the woman who helped us was his daughter.

''That woman is your mom. Your dad and I fell head over heels with her, but there was only one. And we were so close to bringing them down on their heels. I told your dad to let her go, and focus on the mission; everything we had done was at stake. He didn't listen.

''He left with Delia, and I was stuck all alone. By myself, I couldn't get enough evidence, and the case was closed. Fourteen long, hard years of work, wasted because of your dad's follies!'' Jones slammed his hand on the wall. ''I got demoted, and practically wore a dunce cap for years, while he got his dream girl, and he was the cause of all this!''

I listened silently, realizing for the first time how pitiful Jones was. Having his crush stolen by his best friend, who abandoned the mission for her, and made years of work flush down the toilet...that's harsh.

''But no matter!'' Said Jones, eyes shining with malice. ''I will get my revenge, because you are going to...''

I tried everything. I tried to grab a bite, do some practice shooting, I even went to the toilet...twice. But I still couldn't get the awful feeling in my head to dissipate. I mean, Jones tortured Ash, so badly, I felt so shocked that he could do this without blinking an eye.

Try as much as I could, the thought of Jones alone with Ash bothered me too much...I just couldn't get it out of my mind. I was almost oblivious to the fire alarm until my colleague shook my shoulder roughly.

''Alarm!'' He yelled. ''We have to leave!''

Suddenly, the room started to fill with black smoke. I instantly grabbed my handkerchief and held it to my mouth. Next to me, my colleague was also doing the same, but he was already coughing. I motioned him to start wading through the thick smoke, but I noticed a burly figure holding...Ash?!

''Police! Cease running!'' I ran out into the hallway, but both of them were gone. ''Dammit! Where's the other policemen?!''

''Uh, Jones sent them home early today. He said something about a break.''

I stomped my foot in frustration, and ran out of the station, with my colleague behind me. I turned around to see the smoke in the station cap the sky. I felt so relieved, until I noticed someone missing.

''Wait...where's Jones?!''

''Why did you save me?'' I mumbled nonchalantly. ''I thought you were just too good to take care of my mom or me.''

Renegade shuffled uncomfortably. We were at the forest where my mom died, and he was now staring at my mom's skeleton.

''Look, I made a mistake last time,'' He said. ''But I swear I'll make it up to you!''

I almost wanted to yell and scream in his face, but I remembered Jones' words in time. Make him trust you. Get him to talk about his clan, and nail everyone from there.

So instead, I took a deep breath, and looked him in the eye. ''You can start by telling me why you left me and mom.''

He sighed, and stared into the stars, as if they were witnesses to his crimes, and he was pleading to them. I coughed impatiently.

''Ah yes...well, I used to be in the police force, with Jones. We were best of friends, and were inseparable.'' He said, with a look that reminded me of a comic strip I saw. It was a picture of a boy one side and a dog on the other. They were separated by a crevasse. The boy's look was exactly like Renegade's now.

''When we got our first assignment, we were so excited. We worked undercover to bring down a criminal group, and we met the group boss' daughter. She-''

''You took her in the wrong time and jeopardized the entire mission, costing fourteen years of work and your partner hated you after that, right?'' I complained impatiently. I just couldn't take a second repeating of the story. Jones was enough.

Renegade's eyebrows furred. ''Huh? It was Jones that nearly caused the entire operation to fail. He insisted on kidnapping Delia and use her to bring out the boss. I knew it would fail, and merely just alert him, but Jones insisted. So I took her away, since she had no part in this, and I stored her safely. Shortly after, we were found out, and Jones blamed the failure on me.''

Now it was my turn for my brows to fur. So who was right? Who was telling the truth?

''Come on,'' Renegade gestured to me, smiling. ''Let me show you around. It's time you learned how to be a real assassin.''

And he started walking off to God knows where. I kept pondering on the idea, and finally decided to follow him. I need to know who's right. I need to know...before...before...

Before I choose a side.

That ending. Like some kind of 1980s good-and-evil movie xD.

Well, I'm sorry for the late update, but CAN'T BE HELPED. And hopefully now I can be more active!

See you all on the other side! Wait a minute...