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Chapter 5: My war begun before I was born

Nigel was standing on the hospital's rooftop, thinking about everything that has taken place in the last three days. It was a lot to handle; their futures have been clearly told and all of them have been devastating so far. Abby betrays the KND and Wally gets killed trying to get to Nigel who becomes an assassin. All are their own death that they brought onto themselves. None of them don't even know how this all happens. Why would Abby even think about betraying? The organization flows through her blood and it does the same in Nigel's. And Wally wouldn't be killed for no random reason; all of it has to be connected in some sort of way somehow.

What is happening to us? All of us were succeeding in school, even Wally, we were completing all of our missions and getting praised for it…now it's like all of that never happened… Nigel thought trying to add things up. None of it made sense to him. How did Father even know how to tell the future? Well, the only thing Nigel knows is that it definitely wasn't a nightmare; it was too realistic. Everything was too true in every way. He could see himself in his future self's eyes and the surrounding sent a chill down his spine. The bullets that his future self shot actually killed two people and the blood looked like blood, the penetrating red and the darkness that it held. It all was way too real.

How do I become an assassin…does Father force me into it? Nigel thought grimly. Or do I actually become one by myself…but why the hell would I do that? I want to protect not kill. Nigel was right about one thing: He wants to protect not to kill. All his life he has lived by that one sentence. That's why Abby recommended him for the KND in the first place. She saw this in him and knew right off the bat that he was going to be one of the KND's best agents. And she was right, he become instantly good.

I better get back inside…I need to see if anybody else woke up…

Nigel turned around from looking out towards the sunset. He sighed before he did so, letting out some stress from his future. Then he saw something he wish he didn't…himself in the future staring right back at him…

"What are you saying?" Hoagie asked completely dazed and confused. His eyes showed terror from his future sight. The last thing he saw before he woke up was a knife lunging at his future self showing his near death. Then Wally and Abby heard him screaming from the other side of the room and saw that he was awake…in a way. He was swinging his arms in the air and his legs from side to side on the bed. Two nurses came in to calm him down; after all he was still asleep. Abby and Wally walked over after the nurses were done with him and he looked really shook up. Of course that could just be Hoagie, but he said that he just saw himself nearly die, and that explained it all.

"How many times do I have to repeat it? You just saw your future!" Abby asked clearly stressed from Hoagie's confusion. He asked three times before and he still didn't understand what is going on. Nobody can blame him though; he just saw one of the scariest things. Death. Most people don't really care about a death but sometimes that can be a bad thing. People think that death isn't a big problem, but if they ever saw one it gets to them. (I've seen some guy get stabbed on my street and had nightmares that night! I'm dead serious!)

"Really! Then…then…I die!?" Hoagie exclaimed frightened. He didn't want to die, nobody never wants to die unless they commit suicide then that's another story. In his sight he looked no more than thirty, no less than twenty. And he was an FBI agent! Hoagie did not want to think about it anymore. Definitively since he was in front of his friends.

"What? You died in your future sight?" Abby asked concerned. She had to make sure that she knows everybody future so she can help prevent them. She has to make sure that Nigel in no way becomes an assassin, that Wally doesn't die and now Hoagie can't die. Then she has to make sure that she prevents her own future also. It's going to be really hard since people like to keep secrets from everybody else, especially Nigel and Wally. They are going to be the hardest to look after.

"Yeah, I was an FBI agent and then some assassin came out and then held a knife at my neck…but actually I didn't see myself die he was just about to kill me…" Hoagie said thinking about his future sight once again. He had to make sure that every part was true otherwise Abby couldn't help him.

"Wait did you say an assassin?" Wally asked. He finally caught on about what is happening. He also wanted to protect everybody from their destruction because he didn't want to lose all of his friends.

"Yeah, is there some connection…?" Hoagie asked trying to help. His blue eyes were looking at Wally with confusion and surprise. Wally has become smarter since he hit junior high, somehow. It was between the summers before sixth grade when the smartness sunk into his brain. He immediately began to think strategically and more advanced. Not as advanced as Nigel, Hoagie, and Abby of course but pretty close to them.

"Yeah, Nigel told us that he was supposed to become the leader of an assassination corps!" Wally exclaimed excited in his newly founded discovery. His green eyes showed brightness and victory, he clearly was happy with himself for once. Wally used to be always depressed about his grades and how people called him a dumb midget, but that's all in the past. Now he's smart, but he is growing inch by inch also.

"What? Nigel an assassin!? It didn't look like him though. The guy had black hair and tan skin…it couldn't have been him." Hoagie said. He couldn't think of Nigel as an assassin. It just wasn't like him. He couldn't imagine Nigel, his friend and leader, holding a gun and penetrating people with death. That just wasn't Nigel, and the same with Abby.

"Damn, I though we had something figured out." Wally said gruffly. He was all excited about his discovery and then it all turned to ash with the killer's looks. Wally knows that Nigel used to have brown hair, not black, and also that it would never grow back because of those Delightful Children. Nigel also has pale skin since he is British and never likes to bask in the sun. It clearly couldn't be him.

"We probably won't anything figured out for a long time." Abby stated. She was thinking hard about all the things that have been taking place now. Father, the future sights, assassins, betrayal, deaths…everything and she still couldn't figure it out. They still had to wait for Kuki to wake up from her future sight. That might help out with the connections.

"Woah, this place is depressing…" Kuki said as she walked down the dark streets in an unknown city. Few cars flew buy on what seemed to suppose to be a busy street and the tears from the skies wouldn't stop scattering everywhere. The clouds were gray with sadness as they cried out. The lightning called back for a sign of hope and light. Kuki walked slowly down the streets which held few people. She noticed that some of the men were looking towards the ground with no emotion on their faces.

"Hello? Can you tell me where I am?" Kuki asked walking up to one of them politely. The man didn't answer at all; he just kept on walking like nobody was there. "That's weird…" Kuki mumbled. The last thing that she recalls is that she was holding an unconscious Nigel in her arms and then a bright light appeared. Then she ended up here somehow.

She continued walking down the dark streets with the mysterious man behind her. Kuki didn't want to think about why the man who didn't answer her; maybe something just happened to him. She didn't know, and right now her main goal was to find where she is and how she got there.

The rain didn't stop drenching anything in their way, and they wouldn't stop soon, but Kuki just ignored it. She was determined now, and she's been more confident in herself ever since she joined the TND. The training, the battles, the injured has affected her confidence within herself. She has seen all of her friends injured before while she just stood there frightened to the bone. That's when she promised herself that she'll never run away from anything and to help out whenever possible. That was the day of her transformation.

Kuki looked around and saw that the whole place was pretty much deserted except for a figure in a dark alleyway across the street. She squinted through the blurry rain to try to see the figure better, but it just made things worse for her. Kuki took one final glance around to see if there was anybody else to ask but there was nobody.

She looked back and forth of the road and there were no cars in sight. She quickly but quietly crossed the road, running right into the rain. She watched the figure the whole way to see that it was a woman, no older than thirty, sitting in what seemed to be a cardboard box. Kuki new right away that she must be homeless. Why else would she be sitting in a cardboard box in the rain? For the fun of it…probably not. Kuki ran up right in front of the woman. Then she noticed that she had long, jet black hair that hid her entire face. Nothing else could be seen besides her ragged and torn clothing and bare feet.

"Um…hello?" Kuki began trying to be as polite as possible. After all, she didn't want to upset or be mean to this lady. She didn't answer though, just still sat there with her legs tight against her chest. Her hair still sulked over her unseen face and the cardboard box still absorbed the rain. "Hey, can you hear me?" Still no response, she still sat there depressed looking.

Is she deaf or something? Kuki asked herself. It seemed like it from her not responding. Then Kuki heard some faint footsteps not too far away. She looked around trying to see who owned the footsteps. Then, she saw a black blur down the street not too far away. Kuki tried to see the figure more clearly but the rain stopped her from that. Kuki then saw something along with the man, he was holding something.

The figure kept on getting closer and closer, he was obviously looking for someone or somebody. Then Kuki could make out some things: the man was grasping a black umbrella and he was also wearing a black suit and pants. The man actually had money instead of this unidentified woman that Kuki was standing in front of.

The rain kept on dropping onto Kuki's head and shoulders, the lightning answered the thunder in the distant. It was like all of these events have been planned out, or it was just a coincidence. The man was a couple of feet away from Kuki and the homeless woman. She could notice a head full of dirty brown hair and a pair of blue eyes along with a lanky body.

The man stopped in front of the homeless woman who didn't even bother to look up at all. She seemed not to care at all, didn't care about life anymore. The man looked down at her with gentle eyes trying to understand what she's been through.

"Hello?" Kuki said trying to gain the attention of the man. Still no response, it was like she wasn't even there. Kuki didn't bother to try again, she knows now that she was invisible. She couldn't be seen or heard in any way.

The man extended a hand to the homeless woman who still sulked in her "house." He seemed to want to help her, but she didn't want it. She doesn't want help anymore. "Kuki, I can help you." The man said. The teenage Kuki's eyes widened with shock. That is her; the poor, homeless woman was her. It didn't make any sense though; she was standing there right now, and besides how does she become homeless and poor?

The young adult Kuki looked up. Her black hair moved so you could see her eyes; dark and without hope. Something must have happened, and it affected her greatly. She didn't respond, she still sat there looking up towards the man.

"I can help you, trust me." The man said politely. He smiled brightly even through this black rain, brightening up this dark day. "There's someone that would like to meet you."

The young adult Kuki looked up with a little more hope. She took a final glance at the man and then layed her hands on the ground besides her. She pushed upwards applying force to let her go upwards towards the sky and out of her former home. The young adult Kuki slowly got up and looked at the man while she did. She noticed the man's eyes were like the sky; blue and soft as a baby's skin.

"Shall we go then?" The man asked gently. The young adult Kuki grabbed his firm hand tightly, to make sure that they never leave each other, and smiled at the man.

"Yes, we shall." Kuki said brightly for once in many years. Then both of them turned around and started to walk away as the rain started to stop…

Nigel couldn't believe it. He was standing right in front of his future self, his future assassin. The future Nigel penetrated his teenage eyes with pure terror and fear. His eyes weren't as bright anymore; they were dark and purely evil, but also lost and depressed. The future Nigel's black trench coat touched the hard ground while the spikes raised from it, showing no fear, no mercy, no protection, only the pure fun of torturing, sniping, and killing. That's all he cared about now, killing people for the heck of it and also for the money and to make the FBI go crazy looking for him and his association.

"So, if it isn't my stupid old self." The assassin said to Nigel. He smirked with delight for the torture and mental breakdown of his former self. He didn't care about his past anymore of whatever happened to it. All he cared about was blood and lots of it.

"What the hell are you talking about you fag?" Nigel said fighting back against his future self .He already knew that he was a complete fag in the future, so he might as well fight against it so he doesn't become one. It was his only hope; fighting his destiny non-stop.

"Your so naïve, I can't believe I was you. Now look what I am, one of the most powerful men in the world, and you still deny that you'll become me. You're pathetic. Just accept it; there is no way that you can't escape me." He grinned once again to show his victory, and he always does even if his hand is covered with dark red. He knew that he was absolutely right in his mind, it was destiny.

"There is no way I'm going to become a shitbag like you are. It just won't happen so why don't you just accept it you pathetic bastard." Nigel still had his mind set; he will not become an assassin in any way or form, and he's sure that the rest of the team will be looking out for one another like he will. None of them want to give up their futures.

"Don't make me laugh. You see this?" The assassin said slowly entering his inside pocket in his black trench coat. Nigel stood there intimidated as he saw a silver light reflecting into his eyes. He knew what it was right away: A gun. The assassin slowly brought it out to add more fear into his former self. "This is your trusted gun called Hades and this is your killing machine…take a good look at it because this is your key to your future life." The gun was actually quite amazing, but it still was very intimidating. It was completely black with something carved into the side. It was also shaped expertly, like it was made exactly for him.

"This is your future and there's no way that you can't stop it."

Then the assassin Nigel suddenly disappeared along with Hades. Nigel stood there completely shocked and terrified. He just saw himself in the future….it must have been a daydream a hallucination. Nigel began to shiver throughout his whole body with fear. Hades…Assassin…Murdering….Blood…it was all part of his future, and somehow he had a feeling that he couldn't prevent it. That it would be his future, but he wouldn't give up. He will never give up, never in his life, and he'll make sure that his friends won't either…

Thanks for reading once again! Thanks to a helpful suggestion I actually got it done earlier than I thought. Please review!