Chapter 4:

Rebecca's POV

I scowled as I entered the bar finishing my rant with Erik, god he needs to get a life. I sat on the stood angrily and glared at the bartender, "Vodka, double." I stated as he put the glass in front of me. Man was I in some serious shit today I gulped. Today was going downhill for me, Erik being a pain the ass, a newbie wanting to join our ranks and then there's Elisa Rhodes who's gone on a wild goose chase. I sighed and rubbed my temples, I need another shot after this. After two more shots I called my driver to come and pick me up.

I walked out of the bar after tipping the man and saw my driver stood in a car parking space, I walked over silently as he opened the car door and I stepped in. He slipped into the driver's seat and began driving out. I picked up my phone and began deleting all my reservation that had finished today. All this junk just slows down my phone. After finishing all the necessities on my phone, I chucked it to the side and slowly felt myself losing energy and lost the will to stay awake.

WACK!

My eyes flung open and I naturally kicked the person in front of me, without seeing the person, I spun around and used my hand to judo throw him onto the floor. Hm… two years of judo finally pays off. The man grunted and I stepped forward to blast him before seeing who it was. My driver. Oh shit. Well, oh well he'll live. I sighed, time to act concerned for his well being, I plastered a worried look, "Oh my god are you okay?" I walked up to him and began checking his face, EW. "I am soo sorry," I lied through my gritted teeth.

"No worries," he smiled sheepishly, he tried to stop up but winced, "Never knew a girl could throw like that." He rubbed his back,

I smiled sheepishly, "I've took a few lessons,"

"You must have been good," He slowly stood up, "Sorry miss, I saw you sleeping and didn't want to disturb you so I thought to carry you up to your room."

I made a grimaced which looked like a smile, "Sorry, my reflexes kicked in. But seriously don't do that again." I'm sure he would like to, all men are perverts who talk nothing about sex or football. Believe me; I've met all sorts of men.

"Understood."

He better, "Anyway I'm tired, take the day off." I replied, he nodded and began wandering off. As soon as he was out of hearing distance I made a gesture to hurl, god playing nice was to disgusting. I had to play innocent and nice savant Rebecca with my group which made me sick. I know keeping a good relationship with my people is a good thing, I mean even though I don't listen I have to make an effort. You saw what happened with Mr Kelly and Gator? They didn't work well and now they're spending their time in prison. Good riddance, they were pests anyway.

It's good to keep up a good relationship because then they will feel loyal to me and will want to do anything for me. Anything. I smirked, hopefully that includes dying as well. When there loyal, they know there place and know what I did to make their life better. I gave them food, a bed, a roof over their heads and lots of other things. Then they will rely on me and will never meet there soulfinders, isn't that great? I cackled as I walked towards my home. My people need to stick together. Then we can't get broken. They won't ever meet a guy/girl and then they won't ever leave me. I like my plan no matter how many times I hear their heart-shredding stories that make me puke.

I walked through my entrance door to my house and locked it shut. I sighed as I leaned on the door feeling all the events that happened today flood through my head. Erik. Benedict's. The Meeting. I slowly felt myself drift off till I grasped onto the counter nearby, now's not the time to be falling asleep Becca. I shook my head and slowly walked up to my room, my fingers trailed through the delicate railing on the side of the stairs.

I walked past three doors which made me stop. I bit my lip and decided to go through one of the doors and into a room. I looked inside and winced as I felt tears prick in my eyes; the room was a bright pale creamy colour with white decorated plants and flowers around it. There was a single bed at the side with orange dressings and pillows perfectly set out and her closet was right beside it. The room gave of a floral scent and a happy vibe in you. A computer lay there untouched and also a bunch of other things.

I quivered at the sight of this and slowly retreated back to her first destination. My room, I moved my hand which was shaking frantically to the doorknob and closed it as I walked on by. I sniffled as I walked past them three doors, I missed it. I sat on the bed not being able to sleep and put my knees to my chin. I frowned at the state I was in; never show any weakness Becca, my stepfather told me.

I hiccupped a bit before focusing on a photo book I wished for, I felt the book hit my feet and smiled sadly at it. I lay down as I flicked through the pages, I miss them so much. A tear traced down my cheek. I was about to finish the book till a photo caught my eyes, I shivered reliving the memory. Together forever Becca! That squeaky voice in my head popped up.. I glanced at the photo, the five of us together.

Lillian, Kol, Jayne, Reimi. Those names brought so many memories…

Ring! Ring! Ring!

I snapped out of the reminisce I was having and wiped my tears, I calmed my breathing and coughed a bit to shake it off, no weakness. I flipped my phone open and said, "What?"

"We have another meeting next in two weeks," Erik said solemly,

I snapped my phone shut and threw It on the bed, I glanced at the photo-book and put it back under my bed, stop fooling around Becca, now's not the time for this I sighed. I sat back down on the bed and gazed forward at the massive window in front of me. Nothing special, just a blank sky with a few clouds. Nothing special… just like me. I mean the sky is just a sky, it's nothing. Just a blue sky. I find myself quite the same, never moving forward or backwards, never giving a crap about what's going on. It just stays the same.

I leaned back thinking of what I have become… I am a spy, trained to assassinate, I lie, I torture and I am trained to kill. I don't do anything important in life, I just do what I have to do to survive and stay on top. I don't give a shit on what I have or don't have. Simple as. I have nothing what people take for granted. Family… friends, nothing. I erased my identity a long time ago and my name is now Rebecca, from my view friends and family are a liability used against us. I don't belong in the normal savant life. There is power, and only power. I am just a piece of what people want… my power. I am nothing more than that. I need to get my head around that and start doing the unexpected. And that means kill… moral or immoral.

Good? Bad? Ideas?