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Assassin (Chapter 3)

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I sat on my bed looking into a handheld mirror these people gave me, they've told me I've been here my whole life, that I was found in some bushes when I was a baby.

I look nothing like them, they're like a coffee color, and I'm just white, almost like snow, my skin is soft and evenly colored, I feel like a porcelain doll, its so weird.

My hair is a dark chestnut color and it comes down just below my chest, its perfectly straight and thick.

My eyes are somewhere between a greenish and blue color, Ahmed told me my eye color is rare, sometimes its greener, sometimes bluer, its really fascinating.

I have medium-full lips, similar to Ahmed, but my upper lip is fuller, my nose is a bit crooked in area between my eyes, Ahmed told me that I broke my nose when I was having a race between me and a few of the boys, I had run smack into a doorknob when I was five, it must have hurt enough for me to pass out, because I don't remember any if it.

But it does sound right, I've been here my whole life, but at the same time it doesn't, like something is constantly missing, maybe its just because I've never known my parents, maybe they were killed and left me in the bush so I wouldn't be found by the wrong people.

Or they just left me there because they didn't want me, I wish I knew, I hate not knowing.

I have combat training in an hour, time seems to fly, I lay back on my bed and stare at the ceiling.

I wonder what the war is about, people keep saying that someone who had lots of power among us was killed by someone from the US military he shot him dead without provocation.

Which is a horrible thing, but who was the man who was killed? What did he do? What was his position in politics?

Maybe it didn't matter, maybe this war is just a reason that we're tired of all our people being murdered and taken away, maybe its time for these people to stand up for what's right.

Someone knocked on the door, "Time to head to the training grounds." Came the muffled voice of Ahmed.

I sighed, "On my way." I called back.

I got up and opened the door, Ahmed was still standing there, "Right this way." He stated gesturing his arm down the hall.

I follow him through hallways, large rooms full of people, they all seem to stare in fascination, probably because I'm so pale, but if I end up training outside, I'm not going to look like this for much longer.

We go up three flights of stairs, when we get to the top I'm already pretty tired, if I was here my whole life, wouldn't I be used to climbing these stairs? Or did I never walk inside this place.

He opens the door and I walk outside, its midafternoon and the sun feels blinding, I had to stop and squint and shade my eyes with my hand before I took another step.

There were people everywhere, walking around, riding/driving military trucks, "Follow me." Chirped Ahmed.

I follow him to behind the huge warehouse like building there were several men clad in military gear at a shooting range.

"I see you've brought our newest recruit." The trainer stated.

"I am Abdul-Aziz." The trainer stated with a dip of his head.

Ahmed stated several things in Arabic, but I couldn't understand a word he said, or what Abdul said either.

"Alright, lets get the lady a gun!" Abdul barked, a man who looked not much older than me ran over and pulled a handgun from his belt, he made a salute to the trainer and ran back over to his post.

"This is a nine millimeter pistol the weakest we've got, so here is how you unload and load the weapon." He stated as he pressed a button on the side of the handle and a case fell out into his other hand.

"This is the cartridge, you place the bullets in here, then shove it back into the handle." He stated as he placed a few bullets in and shoved it back into the gun.

"This right here is the trigger, you pull this to discharge a bullet." He stated as he pointed to the trigger, "this here is the slide mechanism,  you pull this back when you're done loading if you wish to fire a bullet." He stated.

He gestured for me to follow him to one of the stands with a target behind it.

It was more like a wooden frame with a cotton fabric draped around it, I guess to keep out most of the heat.

"You stand like this." He stated putting his legs slightly apart, "and hold your arms out like this." He stated as he extended his arms out and wrapped both his hands around the handle with one finger around the trigger, he took a second and took a deep breath and fired.

The bullet went to the very center of the target, "Take an aim, once you're ready to fire take a breath and pull the trigger." He stated pressing the pistol into my hands he walks me over to the stand where I'm facing the target.

"Arms out." He stated as he put his hands on mine to make sure I was holding the weapon correctly, "Good now legs apart." He stated lightly kicking my ankles, I put my right leg back, and my right leg a bit forward, "Good, once you've got a good aim, take a breath and fire." He stated.

I took a breath and pulled the trigger, a bullet discharged from the weapon with a small flame igniting the barrel of the weapon, the bullet had hit the target combining the shot from Abdul.

I turned and looked at him, his eyebrows were raised, "Very good. Go again, you will be done once the chamber is empty."

I take my stance, I take aim, a breath, and fire.
Here is chapter three of Assassin! :D I am gonna say it might be kinda slow, but it'll begin to pick up here shortly :3

And another thing I wanna make clear, I have absolutely nothing against Arabs, Muslims, or really anyone who resides in the middle east, this is just something I haven't done before and I wantes to try it out, I do not mean to bring offense to anyone who Arab, Muslim ETC.

The only thing I will have against anyone who is Muslim is that if they kill without provocation, my dad works with a Muslim and he's said that his co-worker is one of the nicest guys he's ever known.

So with that aside I hope you guys have a great Thanksgiving and I will see you in my next post mah peeps! :D
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snarkdreamer's avatar
OOOOOOOO someone's good at shooting!!! So.. If I may ask.. What happen to apocalypse?