Assassination Chapter 3 Family Reunion

Heyy everyone! Ive been having troubles with the story and finding time away from all my interests i take part in and its very difficult. I just dont have the same time as i did when i first started. After asking several of my readers, i've decided to update every other week (every other Wednsday) and have my chapters longer that way. It would give me more time, and it would make my chapters ALOT longer. Anyways, I hope that's ok but in my opinion, thats the best choice. So, i shall say no more as for this is a new chapter! Remember to review and i hope you enjoy! :) REVIEW!

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Kim's POV

After quickly changing once I passed the young-aged boy, I ran into a closet on the first floor, changed as quickly as possible, then ran out of the complex, earning a few odd looks from the residents.

I then sprinted through the crowd, avoiding the people along the way.

In under a minute, I made my way to the entrance of a jungle of thick trees and plant life.

I knew my transport was at the river, that was for sure.

Suddenly, as I jumped over a fallen log, I heard the faint sound of a twig snapping.

Once I landed on the ground, I turned my head for a few seconds to look at the mysterious person chasing me.

Seeing it was the same boy from the motel, I sped up as I could only assume he did too.

Just then I accidentally tripped on something and came crashing into the ground with an almost inaudible yelp.

Ignoring the throbbing pain in my temple, I swiftly got back up and ran.

I not noticed he was about thirty feet away now and slowly, but surely, was gaining on me.

As my transport came into view, I ran literally as fast as I could with only one thought in mind, I needed to get out of here.

Jack's POV

As I flew through the air towards the boat, I saw Crawford's eyes widen dramatically in disbelief.

She took a single step backwards as I just barely landed in the inside.

Once I saw her face for the first time up close, I felt something spark inside of me.

After taking a few seconds to and look at one another as if time froze, I got into my fighting stance as she did the same.

With slight hesitation, I threw a punch which she blocked with ease.

Without any reluctance whatsoever at me on the other hand, she threw two punches which I blocked, followed by a side kick which I didn't.

I doubled over in pain as I tried to regain my breath.

Note to self, she has a mean kick.

As I looked up at her, I was able to catch another glimpse of her face as I looked at her, still bent over slightly.

Her eyes flickered with a hurt expression for only a few seconds, for it left as fast as it came.

I could see the fierceness lingering in her chocolate brown eyes as she swung another punch my way.

When she did, I caught her fist.

I went to flip her on her back, she actually flipped herself as well so she wouldn't hit the ground as I wanted her to.

After landing firmly on her feet, she did the unexpected.

She pulled a small automatic with a silencer with her right hand, which I assumed was her dominant one.

I quickly put my hands up in surrender as her eyes dug holes into mine, her burning gaze making me slightly uncomfortable.

I could practically feel the red dot on my forehead she had equipped onto her gun sitting there, smack center between my brows.

Finally, she spoke for the first time.

Jack's POV

As I aimed the gun at his head, I finally decided to ask "Why are you chasing me?"

From the look on his face, I could tell he was surprised when he heard my voice.

Saying nothing deeply angered me considering he just tried to incapacitate me.

"I'll ask again. Why are you chasing me?"

Since I continued to get nowhere with him, I pulled back slide, loading my gun officially.

"I work alone." he simply said as he tried to be convincing.

Too bad for him I'm a professional at profiling and I could easily tell he was lying.

"If so, then what do you want with me?"

"I was hired by a man named Henderson. I was supposed to meet him here and escort him back to his estate."

"A hired gun eh? Ha, not much of a challenge to fight for a body guard. What did he pay you, a hundred an hour?" I asked as I let a laugh escape my lips in the process.

I saw his knuckles turned a snowy white as he clenched them tightly.

"Hey, at least I'm not a murderer." He muttered as I heard his sarcastic remark.

My eyebrow rose up in suspicion as I felt as if he lit a small fuse to a ticking time bomb inside of me.

"I had no choice." I said simply as the smirk disappeared from my face, annoyance now lingering alone in my expression.

He scuffed with a slight grin before saying "Everyone has a choice."

Ok, now he was really irritating me.

For some reason, I just couldn't pull myself together to lodge a bullet in his skull, so instead I did an easy second alternative.

After trying to think of the best words to represent the spiraling thoughts going through my mind, I calmly told him "Yeah? Well I don't." then kicked him over the side of the boat.

After his feet left the floorboard of the boat, I accelerated the gas and continued steering the boat forwards.

I mean seriously, we stood there in a boat, moving slowly with the current the entire time and now, I can finally head back to base.

Jack's POV

Nice going Jack, you let her kick you overboard.

Since I didn't know exactly what dangers lurked in these waters, I quickly swam to shore, which was only a few feet from my current position.

I dragged myself to shore, my wet clothes adding extra weight to my body as my feet dragged slightly in the wet sand.

I soon let myself collapse down onto the sand so I would now be sitting, my legs extended outwards as my body dripped of muddy water.

After pressing a single button on my watch I had latched to my right wrist, a familiar face appeared on the screen.

"Hello Jack! I assume all went as planned?" the Director asked as a smile played across his lips.

"Well, no."

"What happened? This is the first mission you've ever failed."

"She managed to kill her target before I could get to her, and when I caught up to her… I really don't know sir."

"Jack, I know we don't ask you often to kill people being the organization we are, but she is a threat to not only us, but to the world." He explained as I looked down at my soaked leggings for a moments.

"I know, but even so, she's tough. She's probably just as good as me, if not better."

"I know you can do it Jack, the entire board believes in you… I believe in you. You've been an outstanding agent so far and have don't a lot for us. That's why when you get back, we'll have a surprise waiting."

"Thanks Director. So, how am I gonna get back?"

"About forty paces to your left and ten paces north, there will be a small helicopter waiting for you. Have a safe trip!" he grinned as he immediately disappeared from the screen.

After following his directions, I found a small, two person helicopter hiding in some foliage.

After moving all the leaves and debris off the helicopter, I quickly started the engine and in no time, I was headed back to base.

Kim's POV

"Great job Crawford. I could assume the mission was easy no?"

"Well actually, someone about my age tried to incapacitate me as I made my escape."

"What did he look like?" he asked as he motioned one of his assistants over, notepad and pen in hand.

He looked at me intently as I described his features one by one, with as much detail as he needed.

After I finished, he was told to search it on his computer before he ran off to obey his orders.

"Kim, I think we need to find out who this boy is. He might be a major or minor threat to our organization. Either way, he must be identified, stopped, and/ or possibly recruited. If he's about as good as you, he might be useful. We'll track his whereabouts and report to you any info if we find any."

After nodding, understanding his words, I asked "Does this mean I have to go back into the field?"

"Probably, I'm sorry-" he tried before getting cut off.

"No you're not, you always promise but never deliver! How many weeks has it been since you promised to find out my past?" I asked, my eyes raging with fury as the memory went on replay in my head.

"Well…" he started before I cut him off once again.

"Exactly."

I pointed out as I firmly crossed my arms, my eyes burning into his skull.

"You never told me anything and whenever I asked on an update, which I gave up asking months ago, you said you were still searching." I continued.

"You're just incredible…" I muttered before turning on my heel, ignoring him as he called out my name repeatedly.

"Kim!" he yelled as I just stopped in my tracks.

I could tell the other members around him turned their attention to either me or him as the world froze.

There was a deathly silence as I turned around, fire in my eyes.

"I try and do my best for you and you know that. If it wasn't for me, you would probably be either dead, or just a nobody living on the streets. You should be thankful for what privileges you have that most people your age could never get!"

"Yeah? Well are most kids forced to assassinate for money? Do they rob some of the richest places and people in the world, also for money? Are they eaten by guilt from all the crimes they did?!"

The room filled with people was drop-dead silent besides of the echo of my last sentence, in which I screamed.

"That's what I thought." I hissed just before kicking an assistant's computer over as I stormed to my room, my blood boiling with rage.

Jack's POV

After landing at HQ, I walked back from my room to meet with the Director.

While at my room, I took a nice shower, put a new batch of clothes on, and was able to watch some TV in the process.

Anyways, I was now walking down the hall on my way to his office.

Once I walked in, I saw not only the Director, but three friends I recognized without any difficulty.

"Eddie! Jerry! Milton!" I exclaimed in happiness as I each gave one of what we call our "Bro Hug".

The last person I gave a hug to, Jerry, said as we hugged "Hey Jack! How's the life of a spy yo?"

"Well, not bad considering I'm forced to." I smiled as my Director laughed in discomfort.

There was a few seconds of awkward silence until my Director broke it and said "Well Jack, because Ms. Kimberly Crawford is still out there, we're going to need to send you back in the field in as soon as we get word of her next whereabouts, but after you will be given a break. You've worked hard for us and so take the next few to spend some time with your friends and soon, you'll get to go back to Seaford."

After thanking him, I then led the guys back to my room, after grabbing some snacks from the cafeteria.

In my room, Eddie sat on the couch with Milton beside him, Jerry sat on the arm of the chair to the right besides Eddie, while I sat at the end of my bed, facing them.

"So, Jack, who's this Kimberly?" Eddie smirked as I turned slightly pink.

"She's actually the person I was supposed to kill…" I laughed awkwardly as he mouthed 'O', understanding why I was slightly uncomfortable.

"So did you, you know, kill her?" Milton asked questionably.

"Well, not exactly. I don't know why, but first I let her slip past me, then I just barely caught up to her, then when I did, she got an easy getaway since she had me pinned."

"How? What do you mean?"

"We fought for a minute or so before she pulled a gun to my head. Obviously I had to give up then or she would've killed me."

"Ooo, Jack got beat by a girl?" Jerry asked as his voice went slightly higher, trying to believe what the third degree black belt said was true.

"Wow bro, that's intense." He chuckled as I put my hands up in defense.

"Hey, she was good, better yet amazing. She was probably just as good as me, maybe if not, better."

"Is that a hint of something more I see?" Milton asked as a smile spread across his lips.

"What?" I asked as my voice went up a few octaves higher.

"Jacky boy in love?" Jerry asked as he laughed slightly from my now dark red cheeks.

"No, I just didn't have the heart to kill her." I protested I wiped my hands on my pants, removing the sweat of my hands.

"Sure…" Eddie mumbled just before eating another chip from his bag, sitting in his hand.

This was going to be a long night of catching up.