Sorry for the really late update. I had writer's block which was annoying. I will try to post once a week.
The city was a foreign beast to me; it growled and snapped at my attempts to find a place in the sea of lives that was Tokyo. I soon adopted the job of washing dishes in a small ramen kitchen. My life was one of soap and hot water, of yelling customers, and dry towels; that crumbled when I met the Contractor.
I was not so surprised; the dance of death spans the globe, and I was not so foolish to believe that I was the only player. She appeared to me, like a phantom dressed in scarlet. A woman dressed in red, with black hair, is how she will remain in my memory; details are not important to me anymore. I later learnt from Amber, that she was from the Syndicate, tasked with recruiting me. She did her job well; she introduced herself as a young woman working as a bartender. I played the part well; a young boy, who was adopted by the café owners. I could tell she was pleased, but my game went deeper than she knew. That's how I lived my life of death; a game, and I was the best at it. She hinted at travels to faraway places, candy, and the other mundane things that children seem to find entertaining. Foolish woman. When her bribes failed, she took to violence. The abduction was a messy affair. The boot of a car became my sky. I did not panic; I had my tricks. Inside my jumper pocket was a junkyard of marbles, Ping-Pong balls, and such. Each was charged with the beauty of power. My hands were bound, but I still managed to slip a purple marble into the backseat of the car. It rolled to a stop. I brought my hands to my face and wiped my nose. An explosion of flame and freedom ripped through the car. I owe my life, to the distance between the boot of the car and the driver seat. Needless to say, the red woman was killed. So much death hidden in such a small thing.
After that, I was sought after. I glorified in it; I was wanted, needed! Lisa Melnick was a fool for letting go of me. I rejected all offers to join; the MI6, CIA, Syndicate all tried. I was a celestial being they could not touch.
Until I met her.
Amber
Tell me what you think; this was my least favourite chapter in Fly Trapped In Amber. Which one was your favourite? Least favourite? What do you think I should work on?
Question of the week:
If you could be a contractor, than who?
