Chapter 1

RAVEN'S POV

Voice of screeching metal rode feels like music to my ears . The silence of abandoned sites .

Filled with the screams of people who are gonna die . What else is more needed in life ?

Slow and steady steps taken to reach the target helps to gain patience . But it doesn't seem like I have got some of it .

"So are we playing hide and seek now ?" I said with sarcasm and a little husky laugh .

Reaching in the room I stopped . Glancing under the table I laughed.

"Here you are ." I smiled at him .

He seemed to be scared of me . I gave him a confused look and extended my free hand towards him .

"I may seem scary sometimes but I'm really not . " I said calmly .

"Nnoo.. you ... you are going to kill me ..I'm not coming out ... just leave me alone ." He cried putting his hands on his ears and covering his face in legs .

I sighed heavily . Taking my hands back . Looking around .

"I gave you a chance . It's your call . Goodbye ." I gave a quick smirk .

Pulling him out forcibly and banging his head with the rod .

"You thought I would let you go ." I smirked, " so naive ."

"All done?" Mr.Bristol asked, standing behind me .

"All done. " I stood up, turning to face him .

"Why are you so obsessed with banging heads? I told you it's gross . Stop doing it ." He scrunched up giving a disgusting look .

"Well it's easy and quick . " I turned on my heels to head out .

"Where are you going ?" He asked quickly , stopping me.

"Well , my work is done . I don't think I'm needed here anymore . So I'm gonna enjoy the rest of the day . And yeah ..send my sum into my account . " I winked at him and rushed out .

"Damn ... shit ." I cursed looking down at my shirt . It's covered in freaking shits blood .

But I'm a genius. I always carry one extra with me . So it's no problem.

I arrived at my favourite place . PvR cinema . Yup that's right . I like old classic English movies . Well who doesn't.

"One ticket please ." I said taking my money out .

"Here . Thanks ."

I took the ticket and went in . Making a seat in the very middle row . I settled down .

The illustrations of my father started running through my mind . As the movie started .

We used to always come here together . We used to laugh and cry at the breaking scenes .

He would always buy me popcorn and drinks . We used to sit and watch here for hours without getting bored .

Sundays used to be the best day of my life . Until that worst tragedy happens.

It has been six years but I still miss those days we spent laughing and playing .

He was one and only hero in my life . He was the best father ever .

Only if I could turn back time and bring us back together to those old days . Those good old days .

I can only wish for that . Because now it's impossible to be like that .

My life has been changed a lot since then . I have become a professional assassin . Who would kill people . Just to earn money .

That's what I have been doing for years and so . Now there is no point in turning back .

I always come here so that I won't ever forget the mission I set for my own self , years ago . I need to take that bloody bastard down in order to take revenge for my father .

And I will succeed one day .