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Fighting Mate

Myth is a story that was told in an ancient culture to explain a practice, belief, or natural occurrence. Kanisha is a girl who only dreamed of finding happiness before her time ends as she loses something that sustained her life energy. Hiding from the world and stayed quiet is her way to survive but one day a man forced himself to be with her but mocked her for being a weakling and useless. How could she hide from the cruel reality of the world when a certain man with captivating black eyes saved her from the brick of death? Most of all, what would she do when she found herself in the werewolf realm? After all, a mythical monster has the right to live too.

Monachre · Fantasy
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Mission Complete

He acted like it was nothing and  it doesn't even hurt when I punch him in the nose. He just take my punch and then nothing, nothing! Even he's reaction is nothing!

I stare at him wide eyes but he just chuckled looking at my reaction.

"Are you made of steel?" I ask while frowning.

My hands hurt by the punch but he chuckled at me again.

"You're so feisty, I like it." he stated and smell my hair. It's so disgusting so I grab his shoulders instantly, lifting myself a little due to my short height and kick to-where-it-hurts-the-most using my knee.

"Take that ass!" I run fast, so fast that I might call myself 'The Flash'.

I heard him groan, kneeling in the sand and holding his now-sore-junior.

Males

I run as fast as I could until I reach my house. Cora is sleeping in her room and here I am thinking about that guy. What's his name again? Thanan? Tan? Ertan? Ethan? I don't remember.

Well I don't care. As long as I don't see him again, that pervert.

I pick up Cora's clothes that scattered around the living room. sigh. This girl needs to learn how to clean her own mess. As I'm gathering her clothes my phone vibrates in my pocket. I took it up and check it.

I smirk. My stress reliever is here.

••••••

I'm currently dressed in a black overall that fitted my curves, a mask and a pair of gloves. Hunting knives in each of my thighs. Thin poisoned needles inside the container in my right  hip and a dagger in my left. Small little knives in my arm and a  broadsword in my back and a pack of bombs.

I'm an Assassin. Yes, really, I am an assassin behind my cute height and innocent face. Killing to me is no joke. I hated it but I love it. I'm only doing this for my own personal satisfaction.

Cora by the way is a secret agent. She takes information about my target and I'm the one doing the killing. In short, we're partners.  We belong in the FIN Association. We only kill people with bad backgrounds that threatened everything. We're not like other assassins who only kill not knowing the reason. We kill because we have a reason.

My target now is a man in mid-forties. He has a company that sells illegal drugs. This new drug that he have is currently on the making and it's very very dangerous. It is harmfull if it goes out in the market.

The officials couldn't catch him. Now I'm doing my job to finish his filthy life.

If you think I will end his life just  because of that. Remember, we kill people who threatened everything.

I slowly jump in a tree then to the next tree so on and so forth. I'm currently in the last tree viewing his house.

"I hacked all the security cameras. Free to go." That sentence flash in my left eye. I lost my left eye in an accident 3 years ago, now it was replaced by a robotic eye. It is very useful in many ways that you can imagine.

"Got it." I reply through mind link through the robotic eye.

I called my robotic eye 'Zero'.

I climb through the wall and jump, landing in the soft grass. I run stealthly as  my suit camouflaged the evening sky. Unable to see with the naked eye. I arrived at their back door, the door is locked but I can easily unlocked it using a key that I have. I quietly open the door.

Empty.

I run and run until I arrive at the center which is the grand hall.

Empty.

Wow. It makes my job more easier.

I put a bomb on the chandelier and to the different parts of the building. Soon all of this would become crumble of ashes to the ground.

Smirk.

Say goodbye to your favorite drug.

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I am currently outside their gate. Waiting for that asshole to arrive.

1 minute.

3 minutes.

5 minutes.

7 minutes.

10 minutes.

And that asshole arrived with his bitch. Too bad his bitch will die with him tonight due to him.

I waited for them to enter the house but the bitch got out looking pissed. Maybe he can't satisfy her but that's better.

I pull the button out of my pocket. One click in this red button, his house and his flesh will scatter around like garbage just like him. I grin as I slowly click the button and then boom! The whole house is gone and that asshole is gone too.

I saw the bitch screaming and running like a mad woman. I took my dagger and throw it directly at  her neck. I give an extra force throwing it since I was far enough to be seen.

"Mission Complete"

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My mission is finished so to celebrate, I'm currently in my favorite bar near town. I'm a little drunk but I can still take care of my self. I go to the dance floor and dance seductively around, not caring to the world until a hot guy grab my waist from behind. I grind at him, I could feel his bulge.

I heard a growl and a hand grabbing my bicep, Pulling me away from that random dude. I stumbled and hit his hard chest.

"Hey!" I tried to sound like tough but the result ends up funny.

"Get your dirty hands off her." A man shouted to the guy.

"Chill man. That girl is mine." The guy said and tries to grab me but the man that held me pull me closer against him. His scent is so addicting. I inhale more of his scent. His chest vibrates and a growl came out. Wait, what?

"She's not yours, human"

"And she's not yours too. OK, so let's make a deal. After you f*ck her give her to me next cu---" The guy didn't finish what he was about to say cuz the man punch his nose.

Oh the nose.

"Yes! Yes! Hit his nose harder!" I screamed happily like a kid waiting for her ice cream.

And he punch it more harder causing the guy to faint. I went to the guy's unconscious body and kick his stomach.

"Weak Asshole." I said and kick his stomach again.

He look at me and smirk.

The people around stare at us with confusion, entertained, lust and happy. Happy??? I think that word didn't fit the situation. Maybe I'm super drunk right now.

"Let's go." the man drag me outside the bar. Gosh, why did he drag me, I'm wearing high heels. I saw a black car and a handsome man open the door.

"Hi handsome." I said seductively.

The handsome guy look at me then to the man next to me. A growl came out and the handsome guy lowered his head and back off.

"Is it just me or there is actually a wild dog growling here." I said looking around the empty area.

He chuckled and pull me inside the car.

"No, no. I'm not going inside that car." I protest and pull myself out of his grip.

"You're coming with me either you like it or not." He said in a harsh tone and continue to push me inside the car.

"You can't force me. You hot stranger." I said pointing my finger at his chest.

"So fiesty." he said and grab my waist. Pulling me towards him.

He lowered his head and kissed my neck. A moan escape my lips and reality hits me hard. Waking me from my blurry vision and drunkness.

I push him and kick his feet, hard. He let go off me and it's my cue to run and escape but before I could do it, a large hand grab my waist and put a handkerchief in my nose.

"Not so fast kitten." He whispered before I lost my consciousness.

I'm a bad excuse for an Assassin.

Hi guys... I make Kanisha an assassin to create another side of her.

At first I wanted her to be an ordinary girl but that would be like a food without spices, plain.

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~joke time~

Who drives away all his customers?

A taxi-driver.

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