I haven't been in the forums for A LOOOOONG time so I forgot how to use italics or bold letters so just help me out here. ------ "Zarina!" A voice was visible to only my ears. I can barely move a finger and my lips were practically sealed. I bat an eyelid, only to see tiny drops of snow falling to my face. I couldn't make out the face of this man, nor their voice. "H-Help." I manage to say before passing out into the darkness. Carson's POV "Zarina!" I gave up. Watching her laying there, lifeless, is heartbreaking and furious. How can such a girl, An Assassin, barely make it out a tiny little mission?! She isn't fit to be an assassin, so she was good for one thing and one thing only. Seduction. I can already see it. The only reason she can even get near a guy is through skimpy clothes and red lipstick. That was her secret, it seems. She can't handle cold weather, or she just has a hard time with snow. "H-Help me." She says, before her eyes shut her out from the world. I groan and pull her up furiously, taking her into my arms and look out. The sun has already risen and the cabin, which was only 500 feet from here, was out in the open. She is of good use to me if all she can do is seduction, but it always had its flaws. "Zarina, there must be more to it then assassinating men. One way or another, I will turn your ways to your own father, Mr. Chan. Even so, he is still my father. Yes Zarina, he's my biological father. From my mother, he had me, not by choice. He left us, alone, into the dust. Until my mother found Jonathan, who hired someone to sculpt me onto who I am. Then I ran away, to your father, to OUR father, and he trained me himself. Until he found a new child to train. I wanna kill you, but I love you." I say through gritted teeth. ----- Plot twist! Oooooooh. I don't know if any of my co writers find this plot twist ok, but hey, I don't think they'll care! Short update to get this going.
Zarina's POV The sound of ringing filled my ears as the bright light stung my eyes. All I hear is the fan whirring and a few clicks here and there. Where was I? I manage to sit myself up, feeling the stiffness of my body that restricts my body from any other signs of movement. "H-Hello?" I managed to call out with a hoarse voice. No sign at all. Exactly how did I get here anyways? I slid my foot over to the edge, the warmth of the room lessened the numbness of my body. I took a breath and looked around, noticing that I was in a log cabin. I took the blanket with me, walking unknowingly through the small cabin. It was silent, telling me that it wasn't occupied at the moment of someone else's presence. I find myself in the kitchen, fridge and all. Taking a cautious step, I swung open the cabin to see daily food needs. Milk, Orange Juice, all that sort. "I see you've managed to wake up." I recognized that voice anywhere. I turn around, a sharp intake of breath. "It's you! It's your fault I nearly had a frostbite. I was on the brink of hypothermia!" I let it all out at once. All I get in return is a simple smirk, followed by a cup of tea. "On the brink? You were nearly there, love." He gives me a thumbs up and laughed. In my head, I was violently stabbing him to death, but I probably shouldn't. "Why are you doing this Carson?" I sat on the small stool across from him, my teeth chattering from the cold wind that blows from the kitchen window. "Why am I doing this, love? Why, to help you of course! Though, I found something rather interesting, yet odd." He says. He was putting up this fake British accent that's getting me peeved by the minute. "Will you stop it with the accent already?" I managed to say calmly, placing my cup down and rubbing my hands together. "Why, love? Oh don't get your knickers in a bunch!" He jokes. I roll my eyes and stood up from the stool. Making my way out, he grabs me by the waist and places his chin gently on my shoulder. "Don't go just yet. The fun hasn't even begun. Now I want you to do your little trick on me. The one that's gotten you through all these years. What do you like to call it? Seduction, Kill, and Run?" His voice was low as a dark chuckle filled my ears. "I don't know what you're talking about." I clenched my fist together, waiting for the right chance to swing. He laughs even more, grabbing both my wrists and putting it to my sides. "Now now. Wouldn't want anyone to get hurt." My hair was everywhere. From my mouth, to my eyes, to his face. He seems to be enjoying this real good. I tried to jerk my arm away, to no avail. I groan as he sits me down on his lap. Before he could say anything else, the door swung open. "BACK. AWAY. FROM. HER."