1 Chapter 1: My Introduction

"Hey! Miss, here is your money for killing the Duke.." said the man for whom I killed today.

"Wait, not so fast! didn't catch your name, Girl?"he added

"It's Dread X you moron and I can promise you this when I am done with you, you won't be able to catch your breath." I said pointing a gun to his head and snatched the bag from him and walked away.

Imagine a girl with straight black hair with tips dyed red, a white shade of skin, thin eyebrows and long eyelashes. Also, blossom pink lips, gentle hands and long fingers and Clear eyes with a perfect figure.

Delicate to one who sees but a lot stronger in action. Well I don't have to imagine, for that's me Dread X. A mean and quick female killer who spares no one. Yeh! that's what people say about me.

Enough about rumours, but the question of how I became a devil killer? is an interesting one. Interesting but full of tragedy! Sometimes behind a wrong move there is a right reason and this is mine.

When I was young, when I was Sapphire, my father was my best friend. He was very kind and playful. But my mom was the only earning member of the family. She was cold but was overprotective to some extent.

I was taken care by a new nany everyday because my mother and father had so many trust issues. Also, I was home schooled, since I was pretty smart.

One day they had a huge fight. I heard noises so I went downstairs. I thought that the scene I would see will be the usual. But I saw my mother hold a gun infront of dad and...

BAM!!

My dad was on the floor. He was struggling and I saw my face in his pleading eyes telling how bad he wanted to live just to say goodbye before he left. But my mom as cold as she is, just stood there.

I don't know what took over me. I went near shoe rack, grabbed my pair of gloves and then went to the kitchen quietly. I took a knife, sneaked in behind her and stabbed her.

I was expressionless at that time and kept my gloves back. When I went upstairs, I sat there realising that I just killed my own mother. I got scared and started screaming and crying. I called 911.

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[THE CONVERSATION]

"He..hello..s..sir, I heard..loud noises from..downstairs" I said crying.

"Are you still hearing them?" asked a lady officer.

"N..no" I answered trembling.

"Ok, can you go down tell me what you see their" said the officer.

I screamed and told them that my father is lying on floor and not moving and that he was bleeding. They asked me some information about what else was there and my address and my age. Thanks to me being a smarty pants they came about a minute later.

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The officers came and check the bodies out and sealed the gun and knife in plastic bags. They said they're dead and that my parents won't live but stopped as soon as they heard me crying.

I was curled up in a ball just at the top of the stairs. They came to me and heard a officer over the phone trying to comfort me. They ended the call, confirming that they were officers and that they will be taking from here.

They checked if I was hurt or not. They tried asking questions but I was not speaking but kept on crying instead. So they called a Psychiatrist to help me out.

When I was finally calm I told her( the Psychiatrist) everything I knew. I told her that my parents were fighting like always and the rest, ofcourse skipping the part where I killed my mom.

I was so good at killing my mom that the police, FBI, CBI none were able to crack the case...not till now...

So I became an orphan but was adopted soon enough because everyone thought that I was cute with my sapphire eyes and all. But not as easy as you think. To my orphanage, I was a bidding item and I was literally sold to the highest bidder.

I wouldn't have been with my new family if it wasn't for my over showoff dad. He lived in Scotland and was mostly known as Mr Zile.

He has blue eyes, short brown hair, a strong body, and almost pale lips, thick eyebrows and long eyelashes.

I became who I am with my own choice and my new best friend- my step mother was a searial killing Assassin. In the morning she was referred to as Mrs Zile but at night she was Lady Zillion. She had long straight black hair, thin eyebrows, small eyelashes and a model body.

I shared everything with her and it turns out that she was not surprised that I killed my birth mother. She told to kill someone who hurted you or the one you love is legal in Assassin terms.

So you probably would have guessed that I became my mother- An Assassin and my dad didn't care at all of what I did, he just cared about the money I and mom earned.

I was pretty smart. I was reading college books at nine and you can guess how bad I was mocked at for being so smart and was bullied for so long and was always called a nerd.

I got my first and last heart break at ten, we were friends for five years but he cheated on me. Yup! he's the one I wanna kill. I never looked for love ever since then.

The tables started turning when I was eleven. I became an assassin then and felt stronger inside.

But if you think, I kill for money I don't. I kill for revenge. This is just a practice to me since I want to kill a very rich man- he was a friend once but not anymore.

I gave him my heart but he broke it. And if the fact that he stole my money and my dad's gift a French watch includes.

Ofcourse I could buy a new one easily but he took a memory from me, a memory of love. I don't care at all about the money or watch but he broke my heart and he was gonna pay.

I now live in the royal daisy street in a new mansion and a new family...

But still not put my past behind me...

So, fast forward to the present then I am 14. A very polite and kind lady but the youngest Assassin to be a member of the death circle- a group of Assassins who are the best of the best from a particular place.

I am currently going by the name Dread X.

So just tonight, I killed the Duke, I don't care what his name is or who he was but I did got my money which is what my father wants and I showed no mercy to him which is something my mother wants.

Speaking of family, I was taken by a rich and honoured family- the Ziles. People mostly refer to them as Mr Zile and Mrs Zile. I now live in a big mansion.

I have five rooms to myself- one for clothes, two for shoes, three for make up and accessories, four for games and entertainment and the final and fifth where I sleep.

I got personal bodyguards. I am the third richest lady after The Queen and then my step mother. I get to buy and go anywhere I want. Seems like a dream life, trust me it's not!

A lady by day and an assassin by night...

I don't know why I kill others when I want to kill someone else but it gives me practice, new challenges and some peace so, no worries. Besides I am pretty good and presently the best.

Furthermore, it is my life. Can't become anything else, not now...

I returned home from my mission, gave dad a hug and the money bag, refreshed myself and sat down with my mother for dinner. I enjoy eating after a clean kill. Well who doesn't?