HEY PERCY! YEAH YOU! I AM PLANNING TO CONTINUE THIS STORY! NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS! I AIN'T LETTING THIS STORY GO DOWN!
-Zarina's POV- My father... WHICH FATHER? I couldn't get my mind straight as I tried so hard to escape. Jumping all around, wasting my breath. Is this it? Am I just gonna die in this cold lifeless place? This isn't peaceful, I don't want to die here. I swear... I don't. William... William... Save me. Those words came out of my mouth as I tried to fight the current, tried to fight my body 'till I couldn't take it anymore. But it was faster than I thought. My vision turned white as I felt the cold wind passing through me. I was out. I was finally out... But, I feel numb, dead, lifeless. Someone.... Help me. -William's POV- As I got on the Limo, I scanned the files Jonathan gave me. It was impossible. Impossible that she's too mysterious. There aren't real records about her. But I know- I know someone is paying to not let this information out of hand. But where are you, Zarina? "To the ski trip." I coldly said to the driver and he followed my orders. It was that time of the year and she probably is there. I felt a feeling of helplessness deep in me. A feeling of bad premonition. I couldn't help but feel the weird presence. The only thing that came into my mind is... Zarina.
Carson's POV I watched her on the moniter. She hadn't found the shovel yet..... At this rate she wouldn't make it.... I have to do something. As I was about to act my phone rung. I looked at the caller ID. Jonothan. I unlocked the IPhone and brought it to my ear, "A bit buisy stalkin the girl right now so can you-" I didn't get to finish my sentence because he interupted me with "You are up to something. I don't know what but I don't like it. Anyway the boss is on his way. I want you to greet him at the lodge and show him the girl is. Got it?" "Wha-" I had scarcly begun speaking when I heard the tone for the disconnection of the phones. I had to move fast. I straped my snowboard to my foot and hopped to the control panels and finished packing. The laptop controling the cave was the last thing needing to be moved, but first..... I pressed a key then suddenly a loud BEEP BEEP BEEP sounded through the cave. Zarinah raised her head and moved towards the sound and shovel. Hopefully I had about an hour until I had to get down the mountin. Aslong as zarinah kept moving she would be fine. This is what I get for falling for a girl and trying to train her. I had succeded in doing the things I am forbidden to do, helping her, lieing to the guy sighning my checks..... There was a long list. But she was worth it.
Um Hi. >////< I feel like a ya know for just suddenly popping up.... So I'm visiting and I thought, Why not update a little bit of Assassin? Doesn't matter if no one will read it anymore or that I'll probably have no more collaborators. Anywho, I need to bump this first to continue.
Williams's POV Arriving at the ski trip, I couldn't help but feel a slight chill run down my spine. Maybe because I was literally in snow. Stepping out the limo, I head towards lodges. Zarina Zarina. Why is it you keep clouding my mind. Keeping to myself, I enter the heated lodge that my father owned, wondering if I should come looking for Zarina now. My eyes fixated to the brightly lit Christmas Tree to my left. Christmas.. I've never really celebrated it with my father, maybe that's why I never really knew what a REAL dad felt like. I made my way to the couch, dropping everything but the files. Zarina Robyn. Evicted of 5 felonies.. FAKE. I tossed that paper to the side and opened a different file. There must be something. Zarina's POV My fingers, numb. My lips, numb and chapped. Grabbing the shovel, barely feeling the handle, I crawl towards the opening. The cold wind rushes, beating the heat out of my body. If this continues, I'll die of hypothermia. I take a deep breath., my knees were turning into spaghetti. My skin was slightly blue. My mind had a very hard time functioning. I couldn't stand up any longer, my body temperature is decreasing. I look out, my teeth clicking. Shivering never endlessly, I look at my necklace. I've never opened it in a long time, ever since my parent's death, but I've always kept it around me. Hidden. As my hands shake without knowing when it'll stop, I grab the necklace and open it. Mom. With her beautiful auburn hair, compared to my father's jet black hair. Somehow, I have never really looked like my father. I close my eyes, holding the necklace close to my chest. I may as well die in peace...and cold. Goodbye Mr. Chan. Goodbye William. "Zarina!"