Sorry for the long wait everyone! It really killed me not updating in like a month. I had band camp (ugh :P) and tennis matches on the varsity team and stuff like that. Anyways, no more excuses I hope you guys enjoy this!

Operation: DESTINY

Chapter 14: Being shrouded by my fears

Abby was sitting in her bed contemplating on too many subjects to write down. Tragedy has happened and happiness had evaded everyone, except Nigel. He was now an assassin and glad of it. He couldn't wait to kill anything, or anybody for that matter. He just wanted blood and death now. It's like his heart died and reformed into a black hole. That's what Abby thought anyways. Right now her heart is gone, it remains in torn up pieces that nobody can fit together just like everyone else's.

Abby sighed and sat up in her bed. She couldn't fall asleep from all of the tragedy and drama. She never had to deal with this much in her life, and now she felt like crying her heart out even though it was ripped apart. She flickered on the T.V to get her mind off of things and watched the news broadcast once again.

"Hello, this is Tracy Stafin here on the Benedict mansion where a tragedy has just occurred. The house is currently on fire as you can see behind me and the firefighters have just found the dead body of Benedict Uno who had just gained custody of his nephew, Nigel Uno after a car accident killed his parents. It seems like he was shot by a .9 millimeter gun that was fired into his chest about two to four hours ago. The only person that could have done it was his nephew who has seemed to disappear. The FBI had just found bullets in Nigel Uno's suitcase that are the same size as the one in Benedict's chest. The FBI has guessed that Nigel Uno murdered his Uncle and then put the place on fire so no clues would be found. Apparently, he wasn't too successful. If you have any sightings of Nigel Uno please call the police immediately. That's all for now. This is Tracy Stafin here for the 5 o'clock news."

Abby sighed as she pressed the stop button the remote. She recorded the broadcast at least a week ago to try to figure out one question that's been bugging her. Why? Why did Nigel want to become an assassin and destroy his life? The news broadcast wasn't helping her much, but she just needed it. She just wanted it. Abby wanted to remember the times when Nigel was a leader, a good leader, but she had to push the thoughts away. Her goal now was to hunt down Nigel and turn him in to the FBI. She had to forget about everything else, the old missions, the memories, and their friendship. Now she had to hunt, and her target was Nigel Uno.

Nigel Uno strode the halls with pride as he remembered what had happened in the last few days. First off, he was in Chronos and everyone respected him. The twenty assassins that he nearly had killed now didn't even talk to him but looked at his eyes with fear. Nigel was only fifteen and his eyes already told so much. So much hatred, and hurt, and pain, so much lost thoughts.

Damien and Mike were now his partners; he was in the highest ranked assassin class after his test. Damien had now started to talk a lot more than he normally did around the others, and Mike has been Mike. Of course, each passing day wasn't easy with the training and tests of endurance. Nigel had to go against machines that fired bullets at any moving target, knives being thrown directly at him, and his agility against obstacles. It was a lot, but he passed it all with flying colors that impressed the leader and Damien. The leader watched him everyday in the balcony above the training grounds and showed no emotion at all, but Damien knew that she was impressed at Nigel. And today was Nigel's day to really impress her. It was his first mission.

Nigel was walking down the halls with Damien behind him getting ready to go into a helicopter to his next destination: Home. He was going home for his final, devastating act that would show the world that Chronos was now more dangerous than ever with a fifteen year old assassin at their side.

Nigel made it up to the helicopter landing pad and the helicopter was very eager for him to go in. It already was up and running with his partners waiting. He had Damien at his side, and Mike was inside with five snipers, ten other assassins, and three bomb technicians all waiting for his orders. Nigel climbed into the helicopter and started to remember what lead up to this:

"Nigel, great job today in training." The leader announced over the speakers at Nigel. It was about five o'clock at night and Nigel was wiped out from twelve hours of training with a fifteen minute lunch break. He looked up at the balcony and saw the pale shadow of the woman. Nigel had never seen her face and wondered why it was a secret, but he had to focus on his training. "I would like you to come into my headquarters in five minutes. See you soon." The leader hung up the mic and started walking out of Nigel's sights. Damien was there on the balcony too and started at Nigel, who stared back. Nigel narrowed his eyes back at him to make him stop staring and silence hung for a few seconds before Damien followed his leader.

Nigel started to walk off of the training grounds wondering what the leader would want him for today. Maybe for an evaluation or another mind test? Nigel didn't know, but didn't need to think about it now. He needed to keep calm and show no sign of worry. That's the last thing that Chronos wanted him to do…panic or worry. That wouldn't make him better or accomplish anything. It would just make things worse.

Nigel felt the chill of the cold air once again as he stared out into nothingness. He was in his leader's office and the temperature would never go up, it always stayed freezing cold. He felt a chill down his spine as he walked over to the one light in the whole room, the lamp on his leader's unseen desk. He walked over and felt the chair and sat in it, elbow on the back of the chair and legs loose. No one here really cared about sitting posture, only killing. There was a long moment of eerie silence as Nigel heard a faint breathing from the other side of the room. He waited for a few seconds, and was about to say a comment when the leader beat him too it.

"So, Nigel what do you think of Chronos so far?" The leader asked it with no emotion; no eagerness; no hint of happiness. It made Nigel feel uncomfortable; he didn't know what the leader was looking for from this question. Maybe just to see if Nigel was still up and running, but that didn't concern Nigel now. He needed to speak his mind, and that's exactly what he did.

"Chronos…there's a lot of things I think about it and all of them are positive thoughts. First off, all of your employees seem to be very loyal to the organization as am I. Then there's the training that just makes us even more lethal which is exactly what we need. I think Chronos will revolutionize the whole world, make them look at society today and say that it's all wrong. We could possibly start a World Civil War. That's what this organization is capable of, and I think that we should take full advantage of it." Nigel stopped and let the leader take this all in. It was a lot for a 15 year old to say, and really mean all at the same time. It was complete insanity, and completely dark. He wanted the whole world to crumble at his very feet.

"I liked you, but now I like you even more." The leader said with a concealed grin. She couldn't wait to get her hands on the teen's future. His destiny. Nigel smiled in the background knowing that he answered well. He always did. "That's why I want you to go on a mission in three days."

Nigel was surprised, he didn't expect that coming. He thought that the leader would give him more positive comments not a mission. He was both excited and scared at the same time. He didn't know what the mission was going to be, or how deadly it was. "And what exactly do I have to do in this mission?"

"I want you to betray your old friend, Abigail Lincoln." The leader said making Nigel's eyes widened. He hadn't expected that coming. He thought it was going to be about killing an important politician or world leader, not betraying his old friend. This leader knew what she was talking about, she wanted him to forget his past and look into the future. This woman was pure genius once you realize it. That's why she's the leader.

Nigel let out a small grin after a long moment of silence and said, "This should be a lot of fun. When do I leave?"

Nigel smiled as the helicopter started to fly away towards his next destination: Home. Where he was going to commit his final and devastating act of destruction against the people he now hated.

Abby had finally fallen asleep watching T.V. at 1 o'clock in the morning only to be woken up once again, but this time it felt different. She didn't fell safe any longer, like there was something watching her out of the corners of the darkness. She had never felt this way before in her life, and now she felt like she was going to die for no reason. That's when she heard faint footsteps crawling their way upstairs towards their target: her. Abby immediately got up and started to run for her closet. She had her sports equipment in there such as her hockey stick and baseball bat that might come in as useful. She swung open the door and grabbed her metal baseball bat and gripped on it as if life depended on it. That's when they came in. Three men in black outfits immediately crushed her door and ran right at Abby; as if they knew that she was going to be there. Abby swung her bat with all of her might and slammed one in the side of his hip. He fell over tripping another assassin who immediately got up by Abby's surprise and threw a punch at her stomach.

Abby didn't see it coming and leaned over in pain. The assassin's were quicker than she anticipated and that's what lead her to the pain. Of course, she quickly understood that and fought back. She grasped the baseball bat with all of her anger and swung it at the three assassins. One assassin was caught by surprise and got hit on the side of his head and knocked out immediately. The other two saw it coming and jumped into the air to dodge it. That's when Abby took full advantage and charged for the door. She knew that she couldn't handle them only with a pitiful baseball bat, so she was going to her Dad's office where a gun laid rest in his desk. That was her only defense for her life.

Abby made it to the door as the assassin's touched the floor without a sound, she slammed the door and locked it shut making sure that they wouldn't come after her. She took a breath before she started for her Dad's office down the hall where her escape may reside. She heard the assassin's pound at the door wanting out like a dog, and that's when she heard a faint breathing from behind her. She looked back and saw nothing except the darkness and told herself it was all in her imagination.

Abby reached the door without anyone getting in her way and closed it shut behind her and locked it just in case. She had no idea about what was in store for her, so she couldn't take any chances. She sprinted for her father's desk on the other side of her room thinking that she actually might be successful. She frantically grabbed a drawer on the lower right and opened it up without a second's waste. She smiled as she did so proud of her victory only to find one thing missing from it; the gun. It was gone and only an empty space was in the drawer. That's when she heard the voice she had never imagined to hear from again.

"Looking for this?"

Abby looked over to the corner of the room and out of the shadows she saw her own worst enemy and traitor friend, Nigel Uno. He was holding up her father's gun in his right hand. He had a meancing smile on his face and his hazel eyes' reflected in the rays of the moon showing the sudden evil that consumed him. He had on his black trench coat that he had described in his sight and under that a black T-shirt and long, black pants. No wonder Abby couldn't see him; he was completely shrouded by the shadows.

Sweat rolled down Abby's face as she saw her nightmare come to life. Abby didn't want to believe that Nigel was really here, that he had really changed. She wanted him and his memory to all vanish with the moon. She wanted it to rest in peace forever, but that moment never came. "Nigel…." Abby managed to mutter out from the blanket of her fears.

"Who else would calculate your every move? I knew that you were going to come in here for your father's gun, it's all too obvious for the new me." Nigel said stopping only a couple of feet in front of his former teammate. The gun was being held in his right hand while his left was resting inside his jacket pocket. He seemed casual, as if this was all to easy to accomplish which messed with Abby even more.

"Why the hell are you here?!" Abby screamed. She didn't want him to be here, he didn't want to hear his cold voice ever again. It was all a painful memory to her, and the pain kept on coming back again and again.

"To finish off what I began. My revenge." Nigel simply answered. He suddenly became serious, this mission was to decide the rest of his life and he couldn't allow it to fail. If it did only a cold and slow death would be his fate.

"Your revenge on what?! What the hell did we ever do to you?!" Abby yelled out. She was so angry, so confused at Nigel and his decision that it was unbearable now. She wanted answers, and she would make him do so.

"You should be the one to know! You guys betrayed me, I didn't betray you!" Nigel yelled at Abby rattling her. "None of you ever helped me when I asked for it. When I told you that my parents died, what did you guys do? Nothing! You never helped, you only wanted to use me to make the world better. But now I'm going to make it hell because you never helped." Nigel said calming himself down as he raised up his weapon at Abby. She stood there surprised and frightened as Nigel said, "And you are my number one target, Abigail Lincoln."

Nigel pulled the trigger and Abby fell back into a pool of darkness….

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