Assassination Chapter 7 The Start of a Rebellion

Heyy everyone! Sorry for the long wait! I had writers block on this and was trying to work on my one-shot story. Four stories at once is a bucket load! Anyways, I have good and bad news. Bad news is that I will be losing internet for a month, more or less (most likely more) due to the fact I'm moving. Sad I know! The good news is that during this hiatus as you may call it, I will be using the time to write some chapters for my stories. So when I come back, I should be updating two every other week like I've been trying to lol. I WILL have internet on my phone, but just not on my laptop where I write my stories. I hope you all don't hate me for making you all wait for so long. Before I begin my goodbyes, go and follow my Twitter & Instagram ( KAD900)! I WILL FOLLOW BACK! Now, so I don't delay you any longer, here it is! The next chapter! I hope you all enjoy! Oh, and super duper important AN at the end of the chapter :) REVIEW!

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Kim's POV

As I stood up, I heard some unusual commotion from outside the room.

I heard a repetitive thumping sound and just by instinct, I grabbed my bow and arrow pack.

Once I walked out into the small hallway, I heard a struggle in the living room.

Though my foot still hurt, I jogged as fast as I could down the hall as I opened my bow.

In less than a second, it opened and in no time I was reaching for my arrow pack which I had thrown on my back after grabbing it moments ago.

As soon as I turned the corner, I was already prepared to shoot, but was hesitant after I saw what was going on.

There standing before me, was a Cyclops…

A large man, obviously from the same "group" as we attacked yesterday looked at me as a smirk was held across his face.

He held Jack in a locked hold and no matter how strong Jack was, his struggling effort was worthless.

He was just too big to take on alone.

Though it took me a few seconds to comprehend what was going on, after a few moments I cleared my throat.

They both stopped and turned to me only to see a bow aiming at both of them.

The soldier froze for a few moments before dropping Jack to the ground, wrapping his arm tightly around him while putting something sharp to his head only seconds later.

My eyes rapidly switched between him and Jack as my fingers threatened to let go of the arrow at any moment.

I quickly examined Jack and noticed that by the minute, his face was slowly turning redder.

No doubt the giant was cutting off his air supply.

Knowing I had to think fast, I said the first think I could think of…

"I would recommend you walk let him go."

"Or what?" he laughed he moved the knife to Jack's neck, just above his arm, pressing the metal against him just so slightly.

"Or you're gonna have an arrow going through your skull, more specifically through your forehead." I said giving a smirk grin as he chuckled again in amusement, his deep voice giving me chills as it echoed throughout the house.

Since he decided not to answer, I added on "I'll give you three seconds."

Again, he gave a quick chuckle as I began counting down.

"One…"

"Please, what is a puny girl like you gonna do? Give me a splinter?"

"Two…"

"I'd like to see you try! You won't do it! You're too scared to even breathe!"

Before I was about to say three, I released the bow early and like I said, the arrow plunged deep into his skull.

Immediately he released Jack and just as he caught himself from falling with the giant, the man crumpled to the floor, dead before he hit the floor.

Jack's breathing at first was deep as he regained his breath, but slowed down over the next few minutes.

His previously red face was now turning back to its original, tanned color.

After inhaling deeply, he came over to me and thanked me as he turned around and we both looked over at the dead man sprawled out on the floor.

I sensed that Jack was going to say something about me killing him so before he could even open his mouth, I said "I know, I know you said I couldn't kill… I get it."

"Well, actually, about that… That wasn't actually a rule."

Jack's POV

"Wait, what?" Kim yelled, anger and confusion intertwined in her tone as her eyes dilated.

"Yeah, well it's actually a long, complicated rule but to sum it up, it depends on the situation. Also, if you want me to help you, you can't go killing every person you lay eyes on."

You could tell she was mad and it actually made goose bumps appear on my arms.

"So I could kill this whole time?"

"Basically."

"Seriously Jack? You know how much easier it would have been if I knew that?"

"Very, but what's the fun in that? There's no challenge." I said smirking as my once smirk turned to a cocky grin.

Seconds later, I then added on "Tell me you wouldn't have killed a great deal of people to escape earlier."

She immediatly opened her mouth in attempt to defend herself, while in reality, we both knew she had nothing to defend herself with.

"Well…"

"Exactly."

"We weren't threatened when we got shot at earlier?"

"Well, I say we got away nicely didn't you?"

"Oh dear god… this is just amazing..." she muttered as I laughed, earning a smack to my chest before she turned around, limping her way back to the room most likely to put her bow back.

As she did so, I gave myself the responsibility of taking out the trash.

With an exhale, I walked over to the now dead man on the floor, picked him up, threw him over my shoulder, then walked out the door and around the corner to the edge of the forest.

After making sure nobody was looking, I then threw the man in a large pile of bushes before returning to the house.

When I got back, I saw Kim and the couple sitting at the table, discussing something before they fell silent at the sound of the door creaking from my arrival.

As I shut the door, their conversation quickly died, making the room dead silent as I walked over to the table to join them.

Taking the remaining seat beside Kim, I attempted to get the conversation going once again.

"So, what were you all talking about?"

"Your friend told me what happened. You both are strong indeed." the man said as his facial expression seemed to be applauding me.

"Yeah, I didn't think I'd be attacked the minute I woke up." I joked as the joke proved to be the very opposite of funny.

While looking away, awkward tension building as thick as a raw steak, I noticed there was blood still on the floor from the "accident".

Kim's POV

After hearing Jack's poorly thought up joke, I saw him look away, hoping to avoid the silent looks from around the table.

On the floor, I noticed a small puddle of blood along with some red splatters a bit further out from the puddle from the man I shot earlier.

Noticing this, I got up and told the couple "I'll clean it up."

I took only a few steps before I was stopped with Jack's hand which lightly gripped my shoulder.

I turned my head only for him to turn to me as he walked in front of me.

"I got it Kim."

I knew what he was trying to do.

He wanted to do it for me since my ankle was damaged.

Nice try pretty boy, that's not happening.

"Jack-" I began, only to be cut off by him saying "Kim."

In return, his warm eyes practically forcing me to listen to him and give in.

With a sigh of defeat, I sat back down in my seat.

He picked up a nearby cloth and with the wife's permission, used it to clean up the mess.

In less than a minute, he had it cleaned and just after he disposed of it, Jack brushed his hands together, indicating to himself he had finished his work.

Just then, there was a loud ring erupting from outside.

While Jack and I stood there, confused in our spots, the elderly couple seemed to have recognized the sound.

The ring of the bell-like sound echoed three times, startling the couple as they emerged from their seats beside one another.

Now alerted from the couple's action, I then asked "What's that?"

"The town's bell. Three ring's means an emergency gathering."

After helping me to my feet, Jack and I followed the couple, who was somewhat rushing to the source of the bell.

In meer minutes we arrived to a location where a small group of people stood, gathered together.

As the couple stood in the back, Kim whispered to me "Let's get a better view."

She swiftly grabbed my hand and led me towards the front of the group where a man stood above the rest of the crowd.

His outfit was obviously nicer than the rest of the townsfolk, leading me to assume he was some sort of royalty or ruler for this place since he also seemed in a healthier condition than the folks around us.

He was dark-skinned, had a faded black hair that was now a mixture of both black and a silvery-grey, had dark brown eyes, and had an average black ferret that sat across his lip, along with a goatee the same color that was so thick, it actually made you wonder.

Just then, he gathered the crowd's attention and spoke for the first time.

"My people, you all might have an idea of why you've been called down here today. The recent attacks from our neighboring enemies has finally taken its toll on us. We've had a significant increase in deaths within the past year, have had a loss of food, and much, much more. These, along with many other issues have led to this town's collapse. Well, until yesterday that is. I've received word that two outsiders fought and defeated some of the soldier yesterday night."

Right when we knew he was referring to us, I felt Jack tense beside me while I put a hand on his arm, squeezing slightly.

He turned to look at my hand holding onto him before he turned back to listen to the man, interested in what the man had to say next.

"We are unsure of who these people are or where they might be, but if you are here now, I would please ask you to step forward not only to receive recognition, but so I can also talk to you. Now please, if you're out there, I beg that you show yourselves not only for the sake of me, but for the sake of this town."

Jack's POV

I continued to stand there with Kim by my side, unsure whether to reveal ourselves.

I know Kim could tell my unease from the way she was gripping my arm.

As a precaution, she squeezed my forearm as a warning to me.

I continued this debate for literally several minutes as the man above us continued to hope someone would come forwards.

I took a second to look over at Kim who was eyeing the man with more interest.

After I turned back to face the man, I saw he was ready to give up.

Some of the color in his face dispersed elsewhere as he was now convinced nobody was going to come forward.

Just as everyone saw him slump forwards slightly in disappointment, he mumbled "That will be all for now." into the microphone before slowly turning away.

Kim then whispered in my ear "He's telling the truth." which finally made me make my decision.

With Kim following behind, I moved to the very front of the podium and yelled loudly to get his attention.

He quickly turned around in his spot, his eyes scanning the crowd until he landed on Kim and I.

He immediately asked one of the men beside him to help me up onto the small stage.

Once I got on, I helped Kim get up as he waited patiently, eyeing Kim as I helped pulled her up with slight difficulty because of her injured ankle.

"Are you really the two who saved the couple from the soldiers?" he asked, seriousness obvious in not only his tone, but in his eyes.

Without saying a word, we both nodded silently as he took a moment to think about the possibility of it being true.

The look on his face proved he seemed to doubt our words, but after he looked at us a second time, specifically catching a glance of our eyes, he knew we told him the truth.

"So, you two young ones really took them down huh?" he said as a grin spreading across his face just seconds after speaking.

His eyebrows, which were previously furrowed, scrunched to one another slightly before relaxing, letting them rise along with the grin which now consumed his face.

As he began to chuckle slightly, he put a hand on both Kim and I's shoulders as he beamed with victory to the group of citizens below.

"These two young ones, are indeed the ones who attacked the shoulders. Without their help, a couple who's lived here for many years could have been killed. As gift of appreciation, I would like to offer you a special dinner, not only to eat, but to discuss a very important matter."

Just then, he turned to us so he was no longer facing the crowd.

In a softer voice, he then added on "Well, will you?" he asked as his face gleamed with happiness, obviously hoping we'd agree to his offer.

"Sure." I said back, smiling back as we both firmly shook hands with one another.

Just afterwards, he then hollered out to the crowd "He accepted the offer!" and no joke, the crowd went wild.

People screamed and cheered in excitement as he waved one last time before saying a goodbye, then leaving with us following behind.

Kim's POV

After the man before us said his farewell to the crowd, he led us away to a large, palace-like building.

It wasn't absolutely huge, but was big enough to be one in an area like this.

As I looked around, I saw he many guards for protection.

No doubt he has more sneaky tricks up his sleeve for protecting himself…

We were led through a large doorway and after traveling down a large hallway, at the end laid another large door.

The two guards on duty posted outside the door before us opened the door as we passed, only to close it shut once again.

The first thing we saw was a large dinner table layered with fancy utilities and plate after plate of food towards the end.

Kim and I sat on the horizontal sides while he sat at the end of the table, beside both of us.

As several men who you could identify as chefs came around, adding a variety of foods to our plate, the man began to speak once again.

"So, I must say, your bravery is indeed recognized. What you did was incredible."

Jack thanked him with a smile as I did the same.

In minutes, the cooks were finished serving food and we sat there, awkwardly waiting for the moment we could eat.

I mean seriously.

I'd be rude just to eat up all of the guy's food so hastily especially when he's giving this food to us as a gift of appreciation.

"Are you gonna sit there? Or are you gonna go eat?" he said, chuckling slightly at our odd behavior.

The first bite was defiantly the best from start to finish.

Once our plates were cleared, he asked us to follow him to his conference room for a minute or two.

After we walked inside, he held up his pointer finger, silently telling us to hang on as he locked the door.

He then motioned us to join him at the round, circular table before us.

Basically, it was a small table with an insignia on it, most likely one that represents him or this place… wherever it is.

I took a seat beside Jack as the man took a seat on the opposite side of the table, a vanilla envelope in his hand.

He poured the continents of the bag out on the table before us and handed us a photo.

In the photo, was a tall, large man with broad shoulders and bulky muscles.

He wore a torn up jacket and his eyes, I mean eye, was so dark, you could actually believe they were black.

His left eye had a large gash going across it at an angle.

Covering it, he had a black eye patch covering most of it.

His face indicated no presents of joy or happiness as he was yelling, probably at one of his men.

He also held a long, shiny long sword in hand as he held it high, as if he was about to hit or threaten somebody.

He had a large tattoo of a King Cobra imprinted on his arm, mouth spread as if it were about to bite.

That tattoo both intrigued me deeply as I studied it more.

My eyes widened in realization for a moment, but tried my best to hide it for the time being.

Jack must have noticed my intrigue too as for the slightest moment, he looked at me as my eyebrow arose higher than usual.

"This is Viktor Kriobeskinew. He is the current leader of the men you both attacked. His past is unknown to us, but we can assume he grew up in the rougher areas of the country for obvious reasons." he explained.

"Over the years, he's been building basically an army of renegades, destroying, torturing, and robbing people of their beloved items and family. His army is expected to be in the hundreds and our resources are outmatched compared to what he can get ahold of… this is why we need your help. You're the only ones who can even give us a standing chance against them."

"Even if we wanted to consider it, but there's one problem. We're kinda wanted in this country by another organization known as C.O.B.R.A. They want us and if we stay here, they'd eventually find us for sure." Jack said, making the leader put his hand to his chin as he thought deeply about something.

"I see. Well, what if I used some of the remaining funds in our town's bank to buy some better equipment? If you agree, I'll see to it that you get the best gear possible I can get tomorrow morning. Along with that, I can buy some weaponry and other items."

"We can't accept the last money that your town uses to survive off of! That's just insane if you want us to do that to your people!" I protested as he put his index finger up, signaling he had more to say.

"If I may add, if this group isn't put to an end soon, we'll go broke anyways and soon perish. This is why I'm begging for your assistance. We've been wanting to fight back, we really do! But, we just couldn't guarantee any chance of us winning. Now that you're here though, we have a chance, and a single chance is the one thing we need. Now I ask on behalf of my town's survival, will you help us?"

Jack's POV

Kim and I both sat in an uncomfortable silence for a moment as we turned to one another, gazing into one another's eyes to look at what each other thought.

Personally, no matter the cost, I wanted to leave.

Usually under normal circumstances, I would maybe consider it, but our circumstance at the moment isn't so normal.

Also, both Kim and I are injured, which leaves us at a disadvantage, and not only that, but C.O.B.R.A. is after us.

If we stay, there are a lot more problems we'll have to face.

On the other hand, Kim's eyes said something else.

She wanted to fight, not for herself, but for the people.

Ever since I've "rescued" her, she's changed.

She's less and less of the evil monster that wanted to kill anything in sight that pissed her off.

Being away from her past that she's been longing to forget, she probably is showing her inner self.

The side that's real and not some fake a crazed maniac's idea of real.

The whole time he was claiming that he actually "took care of her", when in reality, he was slowly changing her for what he thought was for the better.

As I thought about all of this, only seconds passed while my mind led me to believe it was only minutes.

The worried look on the leader made me feel humble in a way as his eyes pleaded to me, glossing over slightly as he sensed my hesitation.

I opened my mouth, trying my best to force some words out, but alas, nothing came out.

I could tell Kim knew I was stuck the second he asked me the question.

The man was eagerly awaiting an answer, but for some reason, I just couldn't get the words out.

Was it because of Kim?

Was she the reason why I can't pull myself to say yes?

As I continued asking myself a variety of questions similar to the ones I just asked myself, I felt a hand grip my bicep.

I turned to see the hand of who it was, but already knew inside who it was.

As I turned back to face her, I could tell she began to study me.

I watched as her eyes scanned my face completely.

Seeing her pleading eyes for so long finally gave me the courage to speak as I then told him "We'll help."

A grin immediately spread across his face as he took my hand his, shaking it vigorously before telling us "Thank you so much young ones! Because of you, this town might have a chance after all!"

After he shook Kim's hand in the same manner, he then told us "Here, let's get you some new clothes. Perhaps something similar? I don't think you deserve to be wearing those dirty, bloody clothes."

Without waiting for a response, he motioned us to follow him as he made his way down a long hallway.

Though in all honesty, we didn't mind changing considering we indeed were covered in dirt and had more than one person's blood located on at least one article of clothing.

One of the doors at the end, where the hall splits in two opposite directions, we took a left followed by two rights and another left.

At that point, we arrived in a room.

He motioned us inside as he stayed put at the foot of the door.

When we walked in, we were able to assume the room was a guest room so to speak since it had a small living room and kitchen in sight while there was another crevice in the wall that informed us there was a hallway, probably leading to a bathroom or bedroom of sorts.

Before we could have enough time to notice much of the details, he spoke up as he leaned on the frame of the door.

"You guys take your time and freshen up here. I'll come and collect you both for lunch in about two hours."

Then with a quick nod of the head from us, he left, shutting the door as we soon heard his footsteps disappear.

When the room became silent, I rubbed my neck as I anxiously informed Kim "You can clean up first."

With that being said, she suddenly turned to me, eyes glaring slightly as she asked me "What's the catch?"

"What do you mean? You have the most dirt on you from falling remember? I was just thinking you might want to clean up first."

Her eyes immediately softened as she combed a hand through the side of her hair, looking down as she mumbled just loud enough for me "Oh, right."

Just as she turned to walk away, she mumbled out a thanks before disappearing through the doorway, just before shutting the door behind her.

I could obviously tell she must be on edge from what happened earlier.

There must be something she knows that I don't.

As I continued to think more deeply about it, I scanned the room for something to sit on as I noticed a simple couch.

I quickly jogged over and sat down, leaning forwards as I put my head in my hands, thinking more deeply over the situation.

What if Kim knew him?

Was he a part of something bigger?

Was he even a threat to us?

At the rate my mind was spiraling questions, my mind envisioned him, Kim and I in a white room.

Without giving me time to think, or even react, he put a gun to Kim's head, just seconds before he pulled the trigger.

I felt myself cringe as I watched the scene immediately flash away as a memory began to play in my head.

13 Years Ago

It was an average, sunny day in California.

I was with my dad, who at the time was swinging me in the air.

Being only 6 years old, this was my favorite thing in the world.

He would swing me in the air, twirling me around as I wore a bright, red cape around my neck.

The breeze from the fast motion made me laugh in amusement as I stuck one arm out before me, pretending to fly in the air as just moments later, he set me down.

I turned around to him as I yelled at him "Again!"

A deep chuckle came from the figure as he bent down eye level to me, ruffling my hair as I pouted.

Before he could say anything, he laughed even harder as I put my hands to my head, patting down my hair in attempt to fix the shaggy mess.

When his laugh soon died down, he then explained to me "Sorry son, we've been playing superhero for a good fifteen minutes now! I'm tired and I still need to get some work done."

"Please?" I asked, eyes moistening as I looked at him with pleading eyes.

He stifled a laugh before he spoke once again.

"Like I said, maybe later but daddy needs to do things too. What about if I invite Jerry over and you guys can together?"

I folded my arms firmly as I told him "No! I wanna play with you!"

"I'm really sorry son, but I have very important things to do."

As I continued to pout, my mind thought about it for a minute before demanding him to do something.

"Teach me how to be a superhero!"

He laughed again he gave in... somewhat.

"Ok, lesson one. You protect the people. Let's say that monster truck over there is trying to hurt Jerry, what would you do?"

Immediately after that being said, I ran to the truck, kicking it before running back over to my dad who had a smirk playing across his face.

"Nice job son." he chuckled as he added on "Jack, know this. If you want to protect people, let's say that one special person you'll meet one day..."

He then grinned as I stuck my tongue out in disgust.

"You need to know who you can trust. If you trust that person with your life, then they should do the same. In all honesty, if you really love them like with your mother and I, you would do almost anything for them."

"Would you jump off a cliff for mom?" I asked as he put his head down, laughing to himself as he put a firm hand on my shoulder.

"Jack, son, your mother would never ask me to do something as dangerous as that. Nobody who truly loves you would ask you to do such a thing." He explained as he looked me in the eye.

"Now, I have to finish a few things. Why don't you play a game in your room?" I raised my eyebrows at him as he exhaled loudly.

Seeing there was no point as to continue the same rant as he continued at, my father sighed as he reasoned with me.

"What if I take you to get some ice cream after I finish? Would that cheer you up?"

Without a single word, I nodded my head furiously as a wide grin appeared on my face.

"So it's agreed then. I'll go and finish my stuff and we'll go as soon as I'm done. How about you go watch TV for now?"

I instantly grinned as I nodded, running off as I made my way to my room.

As I processed the past memory, I felt my eyes begin to burn as another came to mind.

10 years ago

My dad and I were currently sitting in his room as I leaned against him, eyes wide as I stared at the TV in front of me.

He was sitting with me, watching a cartoon marathon as we sat on his empty bed.

My mom was out on a business trip and was supposed to come in early in the morning.

Though she didn't prefer that I stayed up late, whenever she was away, even for a few hours, my dad always bent the rules for me so we could have fun… this being one of those times.

In the middle of the cartoon, there was a loud crash from downstairs.

From the startling noise, my dad immediately turned off the TV as he quickly leaned up.

We sat there for a few seconds before we heard a faint click from downstairs.

Taking control of the situation, he quickly slid off the bed, picking me up as he set me on the ground and slid me under the bed.

As I looked at him, noticing his eyes were full of worry as he dug in his pocket, he pulled something out moments later.

He placed his phone in his hand and whispered to me "Jack, you remember what I told you to do in case of an emergency?"

I nodded lightly as I brought the memory back to mind.

"Call 9-1-1."

He laughed nervously as he kissed my forehead, ruffling my hair once again as he said "That's my boy."

"Daddy, what's going on?" I asked as I looked at the phone currently in my hand.

He put the universal sign to be quiet up as he quietly shushed me.

He looked at the doorway for a split second before turning back to me, whispering to me "Call 9-1-1 and be quiet. Do NOT come out under any circumstances unless you see me or a man with a shiny, gold badge. They might look intimidating, but they are good people."

"But, daddy-" I began before I was cut off with him shushing me.

He pulled my head to his, kissing my forehead one last time he told me one last thing, urgency easily sensed as he told me "I love you Jack."

Immediately after saying that, he got up from his spot, grabbed something from the closet that was already open, and then walked cautiously made his way down the stairs.

Listening to my father, I dialed the emergency number into the phone as I placed it against my ear.

In seconds a woman answered, asking me about emergency as I heard a loud bang from downstairs.

The noise from the explosion echoed in my ears as I dropped the phone, covering my ears as I felt my heart literally skip a beat… and not in a good way.

Seconds after, I heard the lady's voice talk through the phone.

I quickly steadied my breathing before speaking to the woman "There's an emergency at my house."

"What's the emergency Hun?" she asked, hearing the childish tone in my voice that indicated to her I was young, and very young at that.

"I don't know. I'm under the bed where my daddy hid me and there was just a loud bang from downstairs."

"Ok, where do you live honey?" she asked as told her moments later.

She then asked me "Ok honey, how old are you?"

"Six." I explained as another bang echoed, making me cringe as she asked another question.

"Ok, and what's your name sweetie? Jack B-Brewer" I stuttered as I another bang rang out, making me jump as I dropped the phone again.

I heard the woman through the phone continuously try and get me to answer, but instead of answering, I ignored as I heard the faint sound of footsteps move up the stairs.

Because I wanted to do as my dad told me, I shut the phone to rid the room of any noise.

From under the sheets of the bed, I saw a pair of big, black boots walk up the stairs and into the room.

As they slowly walked around the bed, my heart began to beat with an increasing speed as they got closer and closer to the end of the bed.

Just then, where the boots previously stood, now was a face.

A item which a could recognize as a gun was pointed in my direction as my eyes widened like a deer in an 18-wheeler's headlights in the brightness of the flashlight on top of it.

The man was young as he looked just a bit younger than my dad himself.

His shirt had an emblem of the letter "C" on it in bright red as the rest of his outfit that I could see remained black.

He looked at me with dark eyes as he chuckled, putting his gun away as he said to me "Wow, you're pretty sneaky kid."

Though I was so young, I could tell he was being sarcastic due to the fact my friend Jerry used it often.

"You must be Jackie boy huh?" he asked before chuckling to himself, ignoring the fact I didn't answer.

He then scuffed as he stood up, then left the room, my mind pounding as the last thing I saw was another bright light and the sound of sirens in the distance.

End of Flashback

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