Secret Agent: Mission not to fall

16 POV It seems like the sky mourns with the family because of this rain. How many funerals have I been? not that it matters, I've already lost count long ago or rather I never bother to count to begin with. We're in all black, same goes with the umbrella we are holding except for the wife of the decease.. the man that I killed . She never bothers to have an umbrella with her, trying to hide her tears along with the drops of the sky. "Whoever did this must pay, good lord my son! Harry!" driven to madness, she whispered her grief lowly. "I'll avenge you both my love, I'll find whoever did this you" endless crying it seems, she is not the first one to say that though, many tried but my works are clean. such an Art I'd like to see her try tho, in fact I am so used to every project they give me it became my normal, I was never thrilled nor nervous. We've reached our destination the cries of the loved ones linger in my ears but it didn't satisfy me, it didn't bother me, I feel nothing. "I'm sorry for your lost Mrs. Torres" She looked at me, tearful eyes as she hugged me tightly. "Thank you for being here Miss Jade" I smiled as I walked away from the crying people behind me, I am not Jade I had played many roles that I've lost count, and lost myself as well. ring ring ring I reached for my pocket and look at the caller I.D of my new phone... time to get a new one again. Rouge It's chief... "Job well done Agent 16, I have my next assignment for you" I just nodded even if the person on the other line wouldn't see me and hang up the phone. I should go back to the headquarters immediately, there is no time to spare... I don't have anything to do anyways and I have to know my new identity and new place to stay. I made my way to the building where I parked my new car, I don't have to worry about the cctv camera's since the agency usually handle that for us. click- beep beep I drop my umbrella inside and drove miles away The landscape is as gloomy as ever... it only became duller as the time passes by or maybe as my kill count increases. What kind of life am I living?. I was just a kid back when I was sold in the black market by my aunt, who adopted me after her sister, my dear mother, died. I will be no use of her she says haha. "b***h" I mutter under greeted teeth, I am 23 now but her face still torment me to this day, more than the experiments the surgeries and sacrifices I have to endure for this body, in order to be useful in our organization. I still remember how Rouge found me, In an auction behind the casino so young yet victimized by the dark side of this world. In a tight cage barely have a space for me to breath, shackles on my neck arms and feet. Even back then I never really cared at all, what will happen to me or how my life will be after I was bought not even if I die, I've lost all meaning to life when I lost my mother. They put me on stage as if I was an item up for sale in a cheapest way possible, I was thin you could practically see my bone structure the MC himself can't find words on how to market me, if nobody will buy me I was so sure they will dispose of me, but they wouldn't do that just yet, after all that devil with the power of money had threatened them that if she wouldn't get a cut for my price she will kill them all, ironic isn't it. "Item 80, start biding at 800 Groken uhh-- uh-- you could do anything you want! body may not seem like it but she could be a display or another collection of skin and organs in your cabinet! Anyone?!"  then he removed his mic and spoke just enough for me to hear "you fool can't even caught a buyer even in a peasants price damn it" I stared emotionless at the crowd this room was like hell, full of heartless monsters who were laughing hysterically not paying any attention to me at all they were all down to their own business. Until I locked eyes with Rouge. He looked like he was in his late 30s, smiled wickedly at me, I saw his lips saying found you, found me?. He lift his number as he shouted " I'll say 1million groken for this girl" the crowd went silent as they turned their heads to look at him, while I show no emotion at all. They were  gossiping how he was a fool to spend such huge money for a girl who looks like she was about to die the next day after this auction. "Re-Really? ehem... any other bids higher than 1 million groken?!" silence-- "Then item number 80 is sold!"  they bang the gong and pull my chains to get me ready for my buyer. At the back stage I was greeted by the girl who have been looking out for us this whole time in this hellish place "Lucky you, I wish you a good life from now on please be strong  have hope!" I stared at Mary, the only person in this goddamn hell who was not supposed to be here. I wonder if she's still there after all the years. She was kind, give me bread and water secretly to keep me alive while all the bastards never really cared for the slaves they kept in their basement. But her kindness never touched my heart, nor I prayed for her safety, after all she also kept me here, her soul is as rotten just like the others. I did ate the food she gave me tho, who wouldn't? She cleaned me with towel and after she was done, we made our way to the man. Beaming at me like a maniac, I wasn't faze, he's just as stupid cause he dare spend so much for someone so less "Hi young lady my name is Rouge" I didn't respond and he laughed hysterically "you are so broken huh? ahaha poor kid, it doesn't matter tho, your blood is worth the price" I didn't feel any ounce of fear in my body my face was blank as we walked to his car and drove to a place worst than hell. The laboratory where I was experimented for 10 years, dissected many times then put back together. Again and again and again Knock-- knock I was put back to reality as I looked at the kid knocking on my window.  She looks fragile but not as lifeless as I am. "Missy do you know my brother?" she stared at me and I stared back. I shake my head as a no, does this kid parents didn't teach her not to talk randomly to strangers? I was so lost in my thoughts a while ago that I forgot I stopped the car at my only safe place, this is where my mother used to bring me when I was a kid, to eat behind the car and look at the city lights, we will laugh our hearts out as she tell stranger stories to me. But nowadays remembering it only left a void in me, not happiness. "I-I think my brother is lost, I told him that I'm just gonna look around for a while. We are having barbeque nearby uhm I am so sure the place where I came back was suppose to be where my brother is though... or... or not" I look at her in disbelief she's still here? What is wrong with this kid. "Are you sure you are not the one who is lost kid?" I asked while staring at her blankly giving her hints that I am not someone she should be talking in the middle of nowhere. "NO! haha why would I be lost missy hehe" Yeah right she is clearly loss, I have no plans on helping a kid at this time tho why would I have to, I am not order to do so. "Did your mom ever told you not to talk to strangers? I might be a really bad person you know" "My mom is dead" we both fell into silence. somehow, for some reasons, after all this years of my lost emotion. I felt her sadness "She did told me not to talk to strangers. Missy you look like a really bad person hehe, but after talking to you I felt relief and I've been walking for hours now b-but I didn't see any car passing by except yours" Hm, so that's how is it huh. The sole reason she approach me is that she doesn't have much of a choice. I got my phone and called Rouge as soon as he picked the call I just casually said that I'll be a little late then hang up. "Get in the car" I opened the door at the back of the car and she obliged. "Address?" She looked relief and beam at me handed me a card that has an address on it, as soon as I saw it I immediately knew that she is rich, no I already knew it as soon as I saw her so I just assumed she have a card with her address on it. Brats nowadays is so loved by their household, I bet her family is going nuts now. What reaction would they show me if I left her head infront of their doors hmm? I drove the car to the private village. "Missy I don't want us to be strangers" I sighed once again as I looked at her "My name is Mona hehe, I am 8years old" "Well Mona... kid your so young, your brother must've been looking for you"  "No way! he's the one whose missing so as soon as I got back I will ask help to look for him" say what she wanna say I just want to get this over with. I still have my next assignment to deal with"Missy you still didn't tell me your name" I don't have a name, nor do I want to have one. I looked at her through the mirror again "Just keep calling me missy" She was about to argue with me so I turned the radio music high and pretend not to hear her. The ride was not silent at all she kept on going and asking me for my name but it came to a stop when we arrived at our destination. Her home. It was safe to call this one a mansion. Hmp rich folks, usually heartless ones who only cared about money and reputation and finds satisfaction in the misery of others. Never have I seen a high rank family who kept their feet on the ground at all, all of them are a bunch of crap. The landscapes and blooming garden, I wonder how many slave did they starve to finish it for them. "Go home Mona" she hugged me. I didn't expect that but I didn't really told her to stop. I didn't like it ofcourse but let her be, I wouldn't be seeing her anymore at all anyway. "Listen, don't go wandering on your own you'll never know what will happen to you if you're alone" she nodded and smiled "Thank you missy!" She Jumped from the backseat and ran to her mansion, as soon as the guard saw her they panicked a person who I wasn't able to see clearly and he hugged Mona. Guess his the brother huh? I didn't need to see anymore of their lovely reunion so I drove away and off I got to my real destination now. Head Quarters.