( my first story. Wow. Tell me if you like it) She hates me,... I know it all too well. The assasin looks at me wondring as I spitt up blood. The lady that paid her to kill me was my own sisther. My sisther Mary. And she hates me so much that she wishes me dead. The female assasin clicks her toung to her cheek in thods. In the end she picks me up and pulls me on her tamed demon wolf. Oh Shiva, its big and scary. Its red glowing eyes are looking at me, its breath is so warm and loud. The female assasin holds around my stomic as she tells the wolf in italien where she wanted it to go. I knew that cuz its only one place that has the name "cluros" in it. She rides the wolf hard,... Or is that just me? I can feel her blood red hair on my neck and feel the wind hitting my face as a fist. She calms the tempo down and whispers my name "..... Arina...." To be continud.....
The wolf stoped by a littel renecans looking mansion. I swollowd, too hurt to move. The assasin gat off and pulld me over her sholder. She was suprising strong and calm, her purpul eyes looked over the door as she pressed something and enterd the mension. The sound of the wolf running off fild the big room i was now in. Was she gonna kill me here?
a few spelling mistakes like pulld should be pulled and sholder should be shoulder and purpul should be purple a a few other, other then that great so far
np soz for me correcting u i do it in real cuz when my friend spells words wrong i normallycorrect her
The assasin pulled me up into a bedroom where she nursed my wounds and watched away my blood. She was gentel handed and silent. "....my I have your name?" i asked weak. "... Maria Luna de Roma.."
A silent whisper came out from her lips. She nurst me well and lay me down to sleep. She exit the room and went down sters. Why is she keeping me alive? She is an assasin, her job is to kill. I closed my eyes, i was tierd and burnd out. Sleeping wud be a good idea, even if the assasin killed me in my sleep it wudent matter,... Im dead anyway...
The next morning i knowdes I was still alive. The assadin hadent killed me (jet). She was down sters in a normal dress. Her blood red hair suit her well. She turns to me and talks to me in italien. "... Sorry, what?" i said. She sigh and trid again. "how do you feel?" she said in an italin axis. It seems like she was from italy, not only the why she talked but also her skin and face had that italin look.... Beauteful.. She looked at me with shart green eyes. Not a word came out of our lips.
"why havent you killed me?" I asked as thouson thods ran thro my mind. She only gave off a cold smile and went back to what she was doing.
Time passed. She gave me food and what i needed but she never talked to me. After 3 days a gat her to talk. She said that it was my sisther that paid her to kill me, but the priz became low after the deal was made. So to piss her off she was gonna protekt me. I sat down and thod over it.
It hurted me to know that i wud have to face my sisther as an enemy, but what choise do I have? I looked up at the assasin that was watching me carefuly. "... Maria, right?" i asked. The assasin nobbed. "whats next?" i asked her softly. She gave off a cold laughter with a dark smile on her face.