I was stuck. My foot was trapped under a tree root. The temple gaurds were after me. Minutes away from killing me. I yanked my foot as hard as I could but it wouldn’t budge. I could hear them shouting. I started to stomp on the root with my other foot. And finally my foot was free. I ran (well limped) fast.

I took a sharp left turn and lost them. I ran through the forest, eventually I found my small cabin deep in the woods. I knocked 8 times and lightly tapped the bottom of the door twice. I did this becuase it was the only way my little sister would open the door.

“Amy, your home!” I heard her scream through the door. The door flew open. I was tumbled over onto the floor. Gigi was on top of me giggling then embraced me in a hug.

“Come on let’s go inside I got you a present.” I grabbed her and we walked into the cabin.

“ Why are you limping?” She looked up at me with that cute little 6 year old face. “Are you hurt? Do you need the docter?”

“No, no I’m ok. Just tripped on my foot that’s all.” I looked from her to the cabin. Our one room shack. (We did have an outhouse about 2-3 minutes away.) Amy always insisted that she lights 4 lanterns when home alone. It looked like she’d been drawing. Her pictures were scattered all over the floor. Little pencils marks scraped into the floor.

Our single twin bed was still neatly made. The kitchen sink filled with the 2 plates, 2 forks, and 2 cups we had. Our kitchen table was nonexistent. We just ate in the little worn out blue rocking chair we had.

Gigi ran to her pictures and picked up one. “This is me,” she said pointing to a little stick figure. “And this is you, doing your job.” It was me but doing my fake job, being a temple guard. Truly I was an assassin. But that wasn’t why they were chasing my to day.

“That’s amazing, Gigi,” I grabbed the picture out of her hand and put it right next to the photo of me, Gigi, and mom. “I also have something for you.” From my bag I pulled a 16 pack of colored pencils. Her little face lit up with all the joy in the world.

“I’ve never had colors before.” She ran up and gave me the biggest hug. Gigi grabbed the pack from my had and stared, amazed, at all the colors. “Thank you, thank you!” She gave me another bear hug.

**3 hours later **

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Gigi was asleep. I had a job. I silently crept out of the cabin, stepping over her drawings making sure to not make a noise. Then I was out the door. I was headed to the abandoned well.

Eventually I got the the well. I could see Olivia and Thomas. Both of them waiting for S to arrive. And they didn’t have to wait much longer. S was walking up to the well from the shadows.

“Each of you has an assignment today,” she said in a stern tone. “Thomas we have been payed buy Mr. Reginald to kill his cheating wife. Mrs. Harper.” She walked up to Thomas and gave him a file. “Everything you need to know about her.” She said tapping the file. “Be gone.” Thomas fled the land.

“Olivia and Amy, you both are going to need to work together on this assignment.” She said eyeing the both of us. “We have been payed by Ms. Felicia to kill her son Mr. Howard. No reason.” She walked up to me and handed me Mr. Howard’s file. “Be gone.”

Me and Olivia scattered. We walked through the forest. I looked at the file. He lived on 6678. He was 24, my age, and lived alone. Making it a much easier job. It was silent until Olivia opened her mouth.

“I’m really excited to be working with you. Your like the most dedicated assassin I know. You really must like your job.” She glanced at me and smiled.

“I don’t. I just need the money. And I’m not that dedicated.” I said rolling my eyes.

“But you killed-“

“I killed her becuase I knew if I declined then S would kill her in the most brutal way possible. I had to do it to make sure she didn’t feel any pain when she left.”

“But wasn’t she the masked murderer the one who murdered like 17 people for no reason? And didn’t you tell me that she was planning to murder _you and your sister?”_

“Yes, she, she was. That’s why I knew I needed to go through with it.”

“When what about the person who requested your mom dead? What did you do with him?”

“I handled it the way S would.”

“I mean I still can’t believe you killed your mom!”

“Mama? You killed mama.” A little voice on the other side of the tree, it took me a second but then I realized it was Gigi. She stepped out tears in her eyes.

“Gigi what are you doing out here?”

“I was looking for you!” She said taking a step forward. “Now I know your a mama murderer!”

“Gigi, I’ll explain later. Just go back to the cabin.”

“No! I’m not going any where with you!”