Assassin

This fiction was written with Mistress Fang I do believe we both wrote about half of it… there is more of it but if you want to read it I want you to review This is one of the projects I said I was working on…

Alex looked at the man in the door from her back bend. She flipped to her feet so fast the man jumped. Alex prowled towards him.

His eyes were wide but Alex laughed and straightened to take the paper from him.

"What is it Basta?"

"A missive from a private agent," the man replied with decorum. The poor servant was so often confused by his mistress's strange actions.

"Nice," Alex turned. "Dismissed," she waved him away he was gone when she checked. The man was learning to step lightly in her house. She read the offer quickly. There was nice pay and she got to chill with rock stars. She might just try this.

She set it on the table before returning to her workout.

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Casey stopped shooting her gun; lowering it she ejected the empty magazine and then placed it on the table.

"What do you need Silvia?"

The woman standing behind her started, she hadn't known that her master knew she was in there. She shook, holding out the envelope to her.

"You have something." She stated, her voice quiet.

Casey held out hand out behind her, not looking.

Silvia handed her the envelope and then ran from the room to make dinner.

Casey put the actual gun down and then opened and took out a piece of paper.

She looked down at it, eyes scanning over the page before she placed it on the table and picked her gun back up.

'Interesting…'

She slipped a new magazine into the gun and then sighted down the barrel.

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Alex walked down the street pushing her currently maroon hair away from her. She had long ago learned that with a face like hers she couldn't blend in so she had learned to blend in by not blending in.

She raised an eyebrow as a woman in American military uniform stepped out of a very official looking car in front of the hotel where her meeting with her possible employers was to take place. 'This could get interesting', she thought with a smile.

She knew a girl in the military, this couldn't be her though. She never would have been smart enough to get that far. She strode up the stairs wondering what exactly the test was going to be this time.

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Casey got out of the car and grabbed a bag before watching it take off. Then she turned and headed into the hotel behind a maroon headed woman.

Her hair looked slightly familiar but she couldn't quite place it.

They both went up the stairs, Casey because she couldn't ever trust the things. The other woman, well… maybe she liked walking.

Casey looked at the paper in her pocket again before heading for the level her new clients were at.

The woman was still in front of her, but eerily quiet, the only sounds were Casey's footfalls and the slight rustle of clothing.

'Stupid silence.' Casey never did like it, used to a battlefield or mines at least. Finally she reached the floor and opened the door, finding the back of the woman she had been following.

'Hmm, odd.' She thought, going down the hall and straight to a door.

But the other woman had gotten there first and was already knocking quietly.

Casey stood back and watched, staying close because this was the room she was supposed to go to.

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Alex could hear the thud of the military boots behind her. She had to fight to keep her lip from curling. Did the woman know nothing of espionage?

Alex entered the room and side stepped out of the door to watch her rival enter. The woman took a precursory look around the room. Her face grew puzzled when she did not see Alex in the room, she did not think to look behind her.

This gave Alex plenty of time to inspect the woman and the room around her. She shut the door silently and stood there waiting for what was to come.

Casey ticked an eyebrow up and looked around the room, finding a few occupants, and the man who had let her in.

"Hallo." He said.

She fixed her icy blue eyes on him and then gave him a quick head to toe body check before allowing herself to nod at him in greeting.

He blinked and she moved forward a bit more, trying to find the other woman.

The door shut behind her, she turned her head slightly to see the man who had let her in letting go of the handle.

Alex watched the German and the American great each other with derision. Neither of them had yet realized she was there. She stood there silently waiting. How long before the man noticed.

Eventually of course she would say something and draw attention to herself but for now she was content studying the soldier, the woman looked eerily familiar.

Casey dropped the bag by the small counter and followed the man into the living area.

"You will be guarding the boys from a rogue stalker. She's been threatening them with kidnap and murder for a while now." He told her.

She nodded, still silent.

"Well, they are in there, if you want to go ahead and go in…" he seemed at a loss for her unresponsive attitude.

"No wonder you need help," Alex spoke into the silence. Everyone in the room jumped about a foot. All eyes were turned to the tall statuesque woman. She did not look threatening but the fact that she had been in the room for five minutes without anyone noticing spoke to her skills. "So unobservant," she tutted.

"Well Miss..." the man said surprised.

"Andromeda Pullox," She said declining the hand shake the man offered her.

"Well Miss Pullox I was beginning to wonder if you would show."

"I noticed," her voice was light and casual. She did not let her eyes settle on the military woman. She had a sneaking suspicion about who she was and she really didn't want it to be.

"Would you like to meet your charges?"

"You're just going to give them to me? No challenge to see if I can really do the job?" She shook her head. This was the craziest job she'd had yet.

Casey lifted an eyebrow at the woman, she had heard that name before… but she just couldn't remember right then.

She turned to the man, still silent as ever.

He looked slightly nervous now, having both women watching him with hawk-like gazes. "Erm… well, here we are…" he pointed and the two women slowly moved to a door.

Casey reached it first and opened it, gesturing for the strange woman to go ahead of her.

Alex resisted the urge to make the woman go first. She didn't like having anyone at her back let alone her, if it was her. Alex let her eyes sweep the scene in front of her.

Four boys sat in front of her. She instantly saw one that was ALOT better looking than the others but she discounted it. This was work not play. Maybe later.

She saw the other woman watching one man particularly. Alex smiled she had a perfect cover. She didn't want to play big tough body guard it was a lot easier to be closer if she was with a guy than if she was his body guard.

"Ladies this is Tom, Georg, and Gustav, and I am Bill," the best looking boy introduced them.

"Marcella, you can call me Marcy," Alex said with a smile.

Casey hummed and looked over them all before nodding her head and returning to studying Marcella. "Mine's Annaed, call me whatever."

She was not normally a big talker, preferring her own thoughts to those of others.

For a second the guys sat there, but then they got up and moved closer, holding out their hands for the two women to shake.

Alex shook hands with the boys briefly quickly noting the strength behind the grip.

"When do we start work?" the other woman asked.

"Whenever," the boys said with a shrug.

"I have a question about that," Alex said and the boys watched her with a mild rapture she had grown used to, "how are we working?"

"As body guards I would assume," Casey said giving Alex a look like she had lost her mind.

"The subject would then work to go around us, if we were there in a slightly more covert way it would be easier to get her."

Casey blinked, what Marcella was hinting at coming clear in her mind. She lifted an eyebrow, "That might work, but we have to think… she may not be the only one gunning for them." She stopped.

"If we do that, then more may come out of the wood work." She finished, stuffing one of her hands into a pocket of her pants.

The boys blinked.

Marcella shrugged.

"So what?" Tom asked he'd been too busy watching the girls to listen.

"Bill, Tom, meet your new girlfriends," Georg said with a snicker. He could already see drama in the making.

"What?" Bill said at the same time Tom said, "Okay," smirking all the while.

Casey looked between the four, wondering why the one with brown hair automatically claimed the two black haired ones as the ones they were to 'date'.

Not that she was complaining, but it was odd to her.

She turned her eyes back to the two who were standing in front of her. She glanced at Marcella, "You first." She stated.

Marcella shrugged delicately, "A job's a job." She could see though the one in skinnies was approaching this all with apprehension.

He also had a kinder look in his eye than the lustful look in his brothers. "What's your name?" she asked him with a small smile.

The man smiled and she saw that he really did look like a young boy.

"Bill," he said.

Casey looked at the one in overly baggy clothes, he was watching her closely. She took one step forward and then looked up at his face, "Your name?"

He smiled down at her, "Tom." He walked over to her and slung an arm around her shoulders.

She resisted the urge to throw it off, "Fine, here's how it is…" she was planning how they had met and 'fallen in love'

"We met at one of the beaches around here, exchanged phone numbers, hung out for a couple of weeks, and then finally you stopped being a chicken and asked me out." She stated, "When you did you asked me at the same beach we met at and I said yes in a really high pitched voice. Then we started rooming together or whatever."

Tom blinked, awed at her ability to make up a complete history in a matter of seconds.

"Here's the thing Bill," Alex said looking down. She really did kind of like this guy but that wasn't going to stop he from her job, "I don't know you yet but we have to be a couple so things may be slightly awkward for a while."

"I guessed," he said with a gentle smile.

"Okay so... you went to get your morning coffee, the people we're extra slow so you decided to sit. I accidentally hit you with my bag as I was running in to get my coffee before class. You asked me out but I said I had to finish school. Then out of the blue I called you 2 weeks ago. You were happy to see me again you asked me to be your girl with flowers, dinner, and all that fun stuff. Then today you took me to a small place in the park and asked me to travel with you. I decided to give everything up to stay with you, sound good?"

"Surprisingly so," he said with a smile.

"It's the stuff tabloids eat up," Alex said with a shrug.

"It is," Bill said with a smile. Inside his head was turning where the hell did all of that come from?

Casey turned to the manager and Marcella, "We need to make an appearance or something to get the stalker's attention…" she looked at the other two in the room.

"Any ideas?" she asked, feeling Tom's arm come off her shoulder.

Only for it to settle on her waist, "We could go out or something." He stated.

"Like for food? Or coffee…" she looked at him then.

"We're out of this," the long haired brunette said motioning to him and the blonde.

"... Let's get a coffee," Bill said with a smile.

"Do you like museums?" Alex asked as the pair walked away.

"I seen any in a while," he responded. Casey and Tom stared after them.

"Well I was thinking more like a club..." Tom said.

"No, we need to introduce this, not get shot or something. A coffee, museum, and then we can come back here." Casey nodded to herself, looking as Marcella and Bill left.

Tom looked put out, he really wanted to go club.

Casey didn't really care.

That's is guys… did I ever mention that Mistressfang uses HUGE faunts and spacing and uses way to much paper? No… oh well You see this 10 page doc only requires 3! Anyway… please review you guys! I have more but you shall see NONE of it until I see reviews… and yes I am that evil.