CH. 3.3

-Mel's POV-

The next few months went by like a blur. I found myself caught up in school work and hanging out with Jenna and Derrick. At night I would lay awake thinking about how I was going to kill Jenna. How Derrick would react. How it would make me feel. I was dreading it. I was stalling and I knew it. Merrick had even called me a few times, wondering why it was taking me so long. He had pointed out that It never took me this long taking out marks hes given me personally. SO why was it taking me longer this time?

On a saturday morning I was woke up by loud ringing. Sleepily I answered the phone, "Hello."

It was Sam, Merrick's son. "Hi, Mel, Dad needs you to do something for him. Go to Danny's place he'll fill ya in. Oh and dress nice." Then he hung up without my reply. Sam is 24. he never was one for talking or maybe it was the fact that we hated each other. Nah.
Danny is my trainer. Yes trainer. He taught me everything he knows about how to fight and how to us guns. Yes guns. Merrick hired him after I learned everything I could from him. And now I had to go to his place to figure out what I have to do for Merrick. For some reason I thought things would be different after he kicked me out, But nothing has, at least not with Merrick. For the first time Im wondering when my debt to him will be paid for saving my life. During that phone call I felt like I wanted a different life. No Merrick, no killing, no revenge, just some normal things. When I was 10 I had killed a rouge witch trying to kill Merrick. It was the first time I killed someone. Merrick saw my potential and immediatly started training me in more than just magic. Since then I've been tieing up loose ends for Merrick. He did work for the council tracking down witches that were dangerous and humans that tried to expose and kill us. Some times a young woman could get closer to the witches than Merrick. The feeling of wanting a different life continued as I went to my closet and picked out a nice silk black dress. Did I mention blacks my color? I put it on and headed for Danny's.

When I got there Sam was loading up. Yes, With guns. It seems we had a big job to pull off this time. Sam was standing by a table to my right that had massive artillery on it. ok maybe not massive but there were a lot of guns, rifles, hand guns, mini Uzis, you name it it was on that table. I walked up to the table to look at the selection further and said "So what are we doing this time?" "Some one stole something and where repaying the favor" he said.
"witches?" I asked.
"once borns"
"Once borns got that close to Merrick?" I said.
"Did I say it was dad he stole from" Sam said. Good point.
"Sorry just assumed"I said.
"Thats the trouble with you, you assume to much. You dont need to know" he said in a snooty voice.
"ok ok ok" I said with my hands up in the air, giving up. I didn't want an argument. "sneak in or force?" I asked.
"Neither, "he said.
"Are we it? or are there more coming?"
"Just us" he said.
I nodded and grabbed a small hand gun off the table. I looked around where to put it and settled on the fancy decorative belt in the middle of the dress. "I'm ready" I said.
"that's all your carrying?"he asked.
"Were dealing with once borns. How tough can it be?" I asked. He shrugged.
"I guess that depends on you..." he said.
"Hey where is Danny I thought he was suppose to..."
"Ya he got held up so he asked me to fill in" I just nodded. We got in to his jeep and drove off.

We pulled up to a huge white mansion. We parked right in front. which was weird. "Why we park in front?" I asked.
"You ask to many damn questions" he said.
"Well what now just walk up and knock? and say hey were here to rob ya" I said sarcastically.
"I told you this wasn't sneaking... we were invited." he said.
"What?" I said confused. I looked around and noticed there were at least 8 or 9 cars parked in front of the ? Maybe. "I told ya you ask to many questions." he said. As he walked up to the front door and rang the door bell. A butler answered. "welcome" he said, as he led us in the front door. He didn't say anything about my gun which was weird since I'm to young to have one. I guess I looked older that I thought. Or we just had connections here.