Lost Memories

     Clara had had enough. She had never chosen for her life to be this way. The only reason the Black Vipes kept her around was because of her looks. The Black Vipes were mostly guys, very few girls were accepted to be apart of their group, or as they liked to call it, their "pack". It wasn't any sort of pack, just a gang of tough men, who only wanted revenge for their crappy lives.       Clara would've never joined this group of men, if it weren't for them giving her a home, and a life after her parents had died. These men had practically raised her since she was ten years old, and now at eighteen, they were the only family she had. Sure, they were tough, but they protected anyone who became apart of their pack. Even a young girl. Since day one the Black Vipes had seen her potential. If trained up right, she could be an asset to them, a secret weapon of sorts.      Clara was a young women, with silky brown hair, that always seemed to have a natural soft curl, and gorgeous pale blue eyes. She had always been so lovely and fair since she was a young girl, and that's what the Black Viper's saw in her that made them decide to take her in. since she was young when they took her in they'd be able to teach her their ways easily, and when she was old enough, she would be the perfect asset in destroying their enemies. Who were their enemies? The royal family.      Clara herself didn't see why the royal family were such bad people, but everyone in the Black Viper had lost something important to them, and they all said it was the fault of the royal family, so all they wanted was to make them suffer the same way. And since Clara was finally old enough, and fully trained, they were ready to assign her her first mission with the Black Vipes.      To rid of the prince once and for all.      Clara had yet hurt a single human being, especially one that was innocent, an she wasn't sure she could do it now. She didn't look it, but she was fairly strong, and she was VERY smart. She could stand her own against any of the Black Vipes, but this? This was different. This wasn't a training exercise. This was murder. Assassination in fact.      The people who were in responsible for all the problems in the kingdom were the King and Queen, not the Prince. But Clara knew, if there was anyway for her to stay alive, she had to complete this mission. If she didn't.... she didn't like to think about what they would do to her if she betrayed them. Betrayal was the worst possible thing one could do to the Black Vipes.      That's how Clara ended up here, in the palace, with a cup of poison in her hands, waiting to be sipped by an unknowing Prince.