Is life even worth living?

These words flood my mind as terror envelopes me. My eyes were looking at the unknown figure in front of me, my heart pounding faster than a bullet train. Its red ruby eyes bore right into my soul, the dark figure moves slowly right into my direction. I swallowed a huge lump on my throat trying to comprehend the situation. Sweat began trickling down on my face along with shaky breaths, the figure was closing in. Before I scream, the figure jumped right at me and pointed a blade at my neck.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you" The figure said in a low voice. I shut the hell up of course.

"W-what do you want?" I whispered, following the particularly-this-person-is-an-assassin conception.

The assassin went silent. It removed the blade out of my neck; a silent shing was heard from its hand. The figure climbed onto my bed and sat on it. Countable creaks followed after. I shivered under the covers of my bed. Even though the temperature of the air conditioner wasn't low enough to make a blizzard in my room, it still made me cold by the way the tension was given to me and this person whom was in front me.

The assassin under the mask opened its mouth. Soon after, it closed again. My soon-to-be-killer was wearing whatever necessary as to what an assassin looks like: A breathable mask (I presume), hidden blades underneath the what might look like a formal looking gloves, a pair of stealth shoes which I cannot describe, a cloak which is not too big for any assassin (which can be like a portable cloak, it makes you move quicker and obviously some weapons can be hidden there; Maki predicted), I don't want to be more detailed but you get my point.

The moonlight suddenly burst through the windows, no sound can be heard but the sight changed drastically. Light shone upon the dangerous creature in front of me. I can see red ruby eyes shining with intimidation; I knew that this was somehow his or her plan to divert the real threat at hand.

The assassin released a silent sigh. "I have no intention in killing you." 'Well that's new; you think I can believe that? Basically every assassin in every movie can say that and soon after they will kill that person.' I huffed in exasperation. I quirked my eyebrows, giving signal that I don't believe the statement.

"I am here for something else"

"I'm listening, alright? No need to make this conversation any longer" I bluffed at the last sentence, I wanted to make the conversation longer to avoid being killed instantly. Like instant noodles.

"I don't want to be preferred as "The assassin" all the time. Call me Nico."

"Uhmm. Okay. Nice meeting you, I'm-"

"I know who you are" Nico, the assassin, cut me off and stared at me with his or her red ruby eyes again.

"Just so you know," Nico removed the mask and the muffled voice was replaced with a high-pitched one.

'Of course, she's a girl!' I yelled out in my thoughts with sarcasm.

"…I guess I have nothing to say then" Nico said while ignoring the fact that I was surprised of her real gender.

"I'll be serious now," Nico's eyes gleamed. I shivered with the sudden change of tone. "Your father is a doctor. He is one of the smartest human beings alive in this planet. He owns a hospital, and one of our targets are in the hospital, literally."

"Why are you telling me this?" I asked impatiently. This is getting irritating.

"He never told you…did he?"

"Told me what?" I am clueless of what is going on. Something tells me that there something else Nico is going to tell me. It felt like I wasn't breathing at all. With much pressure that was being felt around me, I cannot respire well.

Out of a sudden, Nico's eyes went blue for a second before dying down to the color of blood. She clicked her tongue afterwards. I was gave her a perplexed look, I cannot follow of what is happening right now. I looked around me and see if there is wrong; it is to also know to why Nico clicked her tongue. I can hear the faint steps of someone familiar but my focus was interrupted when Nico grabbed my wrist. Her grip was tight but gentle, I muffled out a squeak when I felt something pierced my skin. I can feel the dangerous hands which were covered by gloves as Nico grabbed my head with demand and forced me to look straight into my eyes.

"W-what are you doing?" I whispered with the softest voice as possible. I knew that Nico doesn't want me to raise my voice. We knew someone is getting close.

With a speed of light, NIco's ruby eyes flashed white. I stared with curiosity but soon my eyes felt heavy. I cannot feel my whole body and mind, my lips helplessly mouthed incoherent words which even my ears can't hear.

Unexpectedly I heard Nico's voice instead, "Don't let anyone know I was here. Even though I used a spell on you to forget, you might be immune to it somehow after you wake up."

'I'll see you soon…hopefully'

I felt drowsy while struggling to listen to NIco's words carefully. My eyes were failing miserably as I slept throughout the night.

Third person pov.

After Nico left the Nishikino mansion swiftly, another person entered the young red head's room again. This time it was her father who came in.

"Oh? Maki's sleeping. Huh…how unusually early of her" Maki's father scratched his slight gray hair before tucking in her daughter for bed.

He looked at Maki with a fatherly smile. Oh how he missed the little Maki her daughter used to be. He and her wife can't bond with their child most of the time because of work and also because of the "unwelcomed mafias" entering his life. He never wanted any of this, but since his previous generation of relatives were somehow got involved, he had no choice but incorporate with them. Despite the wrong doings, that doesn't mean that they are not going to be bad parents to Maki.

He sighed once more before fixing Maki's tangled hair gently and kissed her forehead. He looked out and sees the windows which are opened,

'Maki could get sick.' He thought as he close the windows quietly. He looked at Maki again and left the room.

Little did he know that there was another witness spying from afar. She stood up from her place, the ends of the cloak flowing with the wind. Her red eyes shined with determination before jumping of the building, taking the leap of faith.

'Don't worry; we will take care of your daughter. Your Mafia problem will be in our hands.'

Another one of my unfinished stories in my old documents x'D

This is a bit rushed, please correct me if I have mistakes. Improvement is a must.

A slight-belated Happy new year to all of you :). I was stressed with thinking about going back to school after the break because of personal breakdown mentality of going back to training and stuff, so that's why I typed this real fast to release some steam. It pisses me off whenever I think about the math projects which I didn't really made effort to make (Also memorizing things which are totally useless in the future /maybe/). Hope you enjoy this trash /3.

-Dash24zappshift