Project kill the killer BL

First task

The two men walked me back to my room, scared alone. The deep darkness starts to surround me. What is this wet stuff falling down my face. oh it’s tears I haven’t cried in a while. I didn’t know what it felt like to cry. I miss everyone. I miss my old life but there’s no need to cry anymore because there’s no going back to it. I need to start learning how to be alone how to rely on myself and only myself because no one‘s going to help me. i’m going to my room to go to sleep, and my eyes shut as darkness envelopes me and I fall into a deep sleep. Ugh I am woken up by a bright light shining on my face. I squint my eyes open, trying to tell what it was. I realize that what was shining in my face was a beam of light it was coming from the sun was it all a dream? Did I just wake up in my room? Is mom making breakfast for me and my sister? I look around but realize that I was living the nightmare and that it was my reality, and that stupid beam of hope that I hold onto faded. I hear a knock at the door is the mysterious lady “come in” I say “oh yes you’re awake. Wonderful today start your first day of training.” “training what for?” I question her as she heads to the door. “ you’ll see, but I believe that you will be a prodigy.” What did she mean by prodigy? What was this training going to be? There’s no need to question it anymore. What’s the point? I am now their puppet they feed me they dressed me and even clean me. once the training start, it was just me fighting tall guys day in and day out learning how to kill. Sometimes it would include knives or maybe shooting practices or even hand to hand combat. It was intense at first staying at the nurses office for days sometimes, but as I grew up. It got better and I got better. It was my first day of having an actual task. It was an undercover task one that had asked for a woman role they weren’t at first going to give it to me because of course I’m not a woman, nor do I really look like one but being 15, I still had young features ones that could pass for being feminine we had women in the field however, all of them were already assigned to tasks that’s when they decided to have me go being the perfect age we had children there male and female however, they were still very young and inexperienced. This role didn’t just call for any woman. It’s called for a younger woman one and it’s early adulthood. I was tall for being a 15-year-old so I just look like a young woman just turned 19 or 20 is the time grew closer. It was time to get ready. Some of our make up artist brought me into the dressing room. Put on a bunch of make up and different types of prosthetics. They dressed me in a beautiful, elegant dress. The dress was because it was a gathering for rich people I was a sign to poison a CEO of a company. The company was very important and powerful to they were the creators of a very popular website nowadays, one where you can date or just meet local people or even talk to friends and family it was called fencer and the CEO has done some really bad things and I have a set to take him into a room poison his drink and dispose of the body I was nervous. I was scared average 15 year olds don’t do that stuff and I was really not prepared, but I convinced myself afterwards that I got this that I am capable. Once the ladies for Done, they had me look in the mirror. I looked gorgeous absolutely stunning. They did a really good job. They took my short hair and made it long by adding extensions beautiful black hair straight with bangs and nice gorgeous dress one that shimmer and had a soft heart shaped neckline. Elegant jewelry at dazzled around my neck, and a ring small and powerful looking it wasn’t just any ring. It was a recorder so a group of specialized assassins I have been in the field for a very long time can listen to my performance and help if I need it my make up with sauce so beautiful I had a red soft look to it. I turned around and thanked the make up artist. They nodded and left the room and I was alone. Oh no, my heart’s beating really fast I can’t do this. I’m scared I’m so scared. I start to cry but quickly realize that I messed up my make up if I do so I shut off all my emotions like I always did. Numb. I need to be numb. And as quickly as the tears came, they went away just as fast.