Prologue

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Two men are in a fancy hotel bar having a deep conversation.

¨All I'm saying Mr. Winstin, is that giving a child a gun is a bad idea¨. Said a man with a British accent.

"Come on Reginald, think of it like this, most assassins are trained near adulthood, so just imagine how much more skill he will have compared to the others". Winston replied.

"You are literally talking about turning a human child into a weapon". Said, Reginald.

Winston takes a sip of his whiskey.

" I mean Margret wants to have kids, and I always wanted a son, so it's a win-win. I get an assassin and a son". Said Winston with a joyful tone.

"Yay another mess for me to clean up," said Reginold with his thick British accent.

Winston looks at Reginald trying to hold in a laugh. "So where is this child"? Asked Reginald.

"He should be arriving at the mansion right about now" replied Winston as he walked off.

Reginald followed him out of the hotel to the street, where there was this jet black limousine parked. Winston gets in the back and rolls down the window.

"Come on Reginald we don't have all night" called out Winston from the window.

"Yes sir" replied Reginald as he hurried over to the driver's side.

It was a nice smooth ride through the city of Seattle. It got better when they entered the more country woodland parts. The black infinite sky was lit with stars. Winston rolled down his window to enjoy the cool midnight breeze. Around 30 minutes later they arrive at a huge gold gate with the initials BW carved into the bars. The gate opened and they drove up a long path leading to a white mansion with a modern style appearance. It was surrounded by acres upon acres of land. When they arrived at the driveway way there were a bunch of men in black suits waiting outside. Winston got out of the car and started towards his door.

"It's a fine night Mr. Wintson," said one of the men

"Did he arrive"? Asked Winston.

"Yes sir"! replied another man.

Winston walked in and saw a crib in the middle of his entranceway. His wife Margret and a man with a black suit stood beside it.

"Isn't he just adorable"? Said Margret.

Winston got closer to the Cribb and looked at the boy. He was light-skinned with black hair, and nice hazel eyes that twinkle in the light. He stared at him for a bit.

"Marget, may you give us the room? Asked Winston.

Margaret made her way out of the giant room.

"Are you sure he has the blood'? Asked Winston.

"Yes sir", replied the man.

Reginald walked in the door to the entrance. Then walks to the crib and looks at the boy.

"What are you going to name him"? Asked Reginald.

"Keon" Winston replied.

When will we begin training"? Asked the man

Winston looks at Reginald, who shakes his head, which Clearly says don't do it. Then looks back at Keon.

"Now"

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