Hello,people of Fan fiction, another day has rolled into the galaxy...rolled?

but anyway here's the next chapter of Teenage Assassins: The Prophecy and The Disappearance.

Kim's POV

Man, I feel so bad ass right now.

I quickly stopped in my tracks, and looked around. I was in the woods. I stood still, and took a deep breath.

CRACK! "Who's there? Show yourself!"

A figure dove from a tree, and landed right in front of me. Grace.

She had a mask over her mouth, a black tank top with bands on her arms, holding guns. She also had a belt with two daggers.

"Don't you know when to give up?"

"Guess not."

"Why are you even working with Monica?"

"That's for me to know, and for you to not know."

We became silent, and stared each other down.

She threw a punch, and I caught her wrist. My pupils disappeared. My sight sort of flashed through.

"mom?" "dad?"

"Sheila, go n-"

Her mother took one gasping breath, as the blade went through her stomach.

"NO!"

Before she took her final breath. "run." she whispered. An assassin with fiery brown eyes covered her mouth covering her only source of air.

I heard a piercing scream. Grace ran as far as her eight year old legs could take her.

She tripped over a rock, and scraped her knee.

She stayed still, as footsteps became louder, and closer.

"P-p-please don't hurt me."

"I won't, I promise, I'm going to help you." Young Monica said, and she put her hand for Grace to take.

She grabbed her hand, and they began walking.

My pupils came back, and Sheila brought up her knee to strike me in the cheek. I quickly dodged it.

"I know why." She realized what I meant.

We quickly separated. She pulled the guns from their spots. She pulled the slide, then the trigger numerous times. I ran up a nearby tree, pushed off of it, and landed behind her. I grabbed her guns, and threw them in different directions. I kicked her legs from under her arms, she fell flat on her stomach. She pushed off the ground, and landed right in front of me. She grabbed a dagger, and held it downward, put it to the side, and thrusted it to my side. Luckily, it only grazed my shirt. I grabbed the dagger, and held it to her neck, even though I wouldn't dare hurt her on purpose.

"Just hear me out." I said.

"The only reason you're working with Monica, because you thought she took you in, and protected you from the others, and you learned from the rebels."

"You don't know anything."

"Maybe not, but what I do know is that killing your parents was the only way to get to you. Which was a day before Monica 'disappeared' from the Tanaka clan.

March 4th,2004 was the death of your parents,and Monica's victory mission."

"Y-You're lying."

"Am I? When Monica stabbed me, when I was unconscious, it was like I acquired information from Monica's past, as well as yours. She killed your parents, she was the assassin with the fiery brown eyes."

"No!" She pushed the dagger out of my hand, she elbowed me in my stomach, and flipped me. She pulled out a gun, from the back of her pants, and pulled the trigger. I ducked out of the way, the bullet somehow bounced off the tree, and hit Grace straight in the leg. Even though we're enemies, I know my friend is in there somewhere. I lifted Grace.

"What are you doing?"

"Taking you to the hospital."

"Why?"

"Just because we aren't friends anymore, doesn't mean I can just leave you to die."

I took her to the hospital. I removed all weapons before the nurses could notice daggers, and guns.

"How did this happen?"

"We had a costume party, some maniac accidentally brought a gun, and shot Grace with it."

"Do you know what this maniac looks like?"

"Nope, he had a mask."

"And what are you supposed to be?"

"An assassin, who looks more like a ninja."

The nurse looked me up and down, and went to help treat Grace.

As I said, we may not be allies anymore, but she doesn't deserve to die...

So what did you think? Like it, could've had more detail? Its okay?

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