10 Chapter 10 (1/2)

The Assassin CookieBarkel 80700K 2022-07-21

As I stare at the mirrors, I see myself staring back. I try to ignore it, but I can't. I hate feeling like I am being watched, and now it is like I am judging myself. I am still covered in blood from my fights. I try to focus on my lap, but I can see the mirror under me. I keep fidgeting until I am actually hunched over trying to shut the world out. My eyes are squeezed shut. I hear a small whimper come from me. I keep trying to get my lock picks out, and it takes me an hour and a half to bend my hand far enough down. I immediately start working the locks on my feet.

All around me, I see myself. I still look the calm, collective, assassin. But inside I am breathing hard. This mirror room works. I can feel everything I have ever done, come back at me. Not the killings or the fights, but just general mistakes I made. And with myself staring back at me, I can feel myself being judged. It feels like I am being looked down upon. I have never cared what other's thought of me. But what about what I think of myself?

I have me feet undone quickly. Then my hands. I jump up and start feeling across the walls for a door. I can't find it anywhere. After a second, I start cracking the mirrors with the only blades I have left on me. I use the hilt of the knife and slam it into the mirrors. They crack and shatter. The glass splaying across the floor. It only takes a few minutes for guards to come in. The door was on the far side of the room. The only thing was, I had two daggers, and the made the mistake of only send in two guards. I snarl at them and throw one dagger, sinking it into one guard head. Then I lunge and slam my other dagger into the others heart. I get both my daggers back and stalk out of this room.

Outside the door, is one more guard, who is quickly on the floor. I keep walking, and there is some sort of alarm going off. I walk into a hall, and I can see it is smokey. I sniff, and it is made to make someone temporarily dizzy. It usually hangs from five to six feet up. Right where my head is. I see guards at both ends of the hall, so I walk into the smoke. I immediately feel the affect, as it clears out and guards come closer. Any random person would be on the ground by now, but I had been trained against this stuff. I shake my head, trying to get the fogginess out.

When the guards get close enough, I jump into battle, until I see one of those devices. It would shoot out a dart if I didn't stop. Daren is holding it, and I can see how bad he wants to use it. ”Girl, stop fighting or this will only get worse. I look around, and about seven more are pointed towards me. I can't dodge them all. I slowly raise my hands in surrender. ”Hand over the blades.” I look at him. He is enjoying this. When I don't do it, one of them does a kick that makes me fall to my knees. ”Now.” Daren says. I grit my teeth and slide the away from me. Daren comes up behind me and pulls me up. He puts his device right to my neck and says, ”Don't worry, there is only enough Balron to put you out for half an hour. He pushes the button, and I feel a spike of pain at it hits me. He shoves me to the ground, and I can hear the guards laughing.

When I wake up, I immediately sit up. I don't even figure out my surroundings first. I can see I am in a room. I have been taken out of my suite and left in my bra and the shorts I wear under my suite. Even my hair was taken down. I scoff. But as I look around the room, I see a hot pink and gold outfit, if that is what you could call it. on top of it is a note.

Put this on as soon as you wake up. We will not

Force you into it, but you will not be let out of

this room until it is one. Not for food and water

or the bathroom.

Daren.

I pick up the top part of the outfit. It is a piece of fabric that wraps around my chest, going from a little higher than the bottom my my rib cage, to a little lower than my collar bone. It is a silky gold fabric that has hot pink embroidery on the front. The bottoms are basically a swimsuit bottom with a long piece f fabric running to the floor in the front and back. The fabric swaths are only about four inches wide though, so they don't cover my legs. The swaths of fabric are hot pink, and the bottom itself is the gold color. There is also a head piece. It is basically a veil that covers my eyes with a gauzy cover. I can see out, but others looking in will have a harder time seeing my face. The last thing are the heels. They are very tall. Running in them will be hard.

I already know why this is the outfit. When I was running, I could feel the heat. This was enough to cover everything, and still keep you cool. But it didn't make a man want to look away either. I ran the fabric through my hands. After doing a through check of the room, there was no way I was getting out. I sat back on the bed. ”I have to wear the outfit; I might as well just put it on. The quicker I am out of this room, the quicker I can escape.” I just stare at the outfit. ”Putting that on is like I am accepting this fate though.” I take a deep breath, and change. I sit down on the bad, and just wait.

When I hear the door opening, I stand up. I don't bother trying to fight. Daren walks in, and there are three guards in the hall. He looks over me, his eyes stopping on a long scar thin scat that is just above the waistline of my bottoms. ”What happened there?” He asked. ”Nothing. I am just really clumsy.” I lied. He finished checking over me. His eyes stopped on all my scars, but nothing else. I didn't have any, but the ones I did have were all thin white lines, were I absolutely couldn't heal them anymore.

”Follow me.” He said. I walked along behind him, with the three guards behind me in a vformation. ”Do you need to use the bathroom?” He asked. I shake my head. Then he keeps walking. We are only stop when we get to a huge door that is open. I look inside and see nine girls; all dress exactly like me. They are all siting down on the ground, on the backs of there legs in two rows. Four going down on side five on the other side. One is missing from the front on the left-hand side though. I look past them and see the boss and a woman sitting in orient chairs at the far end of the aisle. I would have to pass all these girls.

Daren pushed me forward and I started walking down the aisle. All the girls had their hands in the laps and were looking down at the ground. I frowned at them. When I got in front of their boss, I glared. ”My beauty, you look stunning. So much better without all those horrid blades.” Th woman at his side doesn't even stir at the fact that he called his beauty. I saw matching rings on there fingers and realized they were married. ”I am not your beauty.” I say hostile tone. ”Oh, come on, no need to be so hostile. We are all perfectly friendly in here.” I glare at him. I realize the guards never entered the room, and Daren is gone. This confuses me.

”Why am I here?” I ask. ”You are working for me. When ever we have guest coming, or something along those lines, we set this room up. But we are missing a girl, so you will take her place. If we call to you, you are to come. Until then, well you have seen the other girls.” I look at him with disgust. ”No. I will not be your servant.” He smirks at me, ”You should be happy you are here. Only the prettiest ones end up here.” I scoff at him

”I am not doing this.” ”Yes, you will. I will have you doing this very job until you denounce your old home and guild. Lilith, please show... what is your name?” He looks at me as a girl gets up and walks to me. ”Don't have one.” I say. He frowns. ”I now know how difficult you will be. I know your name Jaycie. I know the basics about you.” He nods to who I am assuming is Lilith and she leads me to the front left side. ”All you have to do is sit here and be quiet. Don't talk unless he talks to you, don't look up unless he tells you to. If someone passes by, don't even acknowledge them.” She sits me down, set's my hands in my lap, and tilts my head down. Then she walks back to her spot.

I sit like that for a second, then stand up. ”No. I am not doing this.” ”Sit down.” The boss orders. ”No.” I say. ”It is sir. No sir. And yes. We are about to start training. I have guests coming later today. I need you at your best.” A guard comes up behind me and makes me sit. I am scowling at my lap seconds later. Then starts the torturous 'Training'.