CHAPTER 22: How I've Been

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(TW: Blood, gore?, panick attack)
I do apologize if I offended anyone by writing a panick attack in a wrong way, this is how my friend acted when she had hers, and she's been diagnosed with severe anxiety so I asked her what it felt like, that is my source. Anyway, continue on:

3rd Person POV
Mirabel woke up very early in the morning, before dawn actually. So quickly, she put on her everyday attire, as she was changing she couldn't help but frown and scoff at her scars, some old and some new.

The majority of the scars were from injuries of back when she was the rookie and still considered as one though until now, but it wasn't the case before, she was the most mistreated during her training, the bullying, punishments, accidents and many more, as a result her body had suddenly become a canvas of scars and Savannah was one of it's painters.

But the most life threatening injury, was when one of Savannah's men nearly killed her, long story short they were sparing but the guy clearly wanted to kill Mirabel, no one really knew why, he slashed her in the throat, it was a long scar and fairly deep. Somebody had already called for assistance and they were able to save Mirabel before she died.

Mirabel knew it was an order from the demon herself, but didn't say anything. The guy had become a personal punching bag of Poppy ever since.

She was walking down the halls of the dormitories, but the passed by a photo of her in the halls, with a golden tag that said. "The Black Butterfly."

The name was given to her as she was agile as a butterfly, beautiful as one, and yet full of mystery. She couldn't help but think of the first kill that led her to this moment.

Flashback
"Congratulations! Now that you've reached the end, this is the final exam you've all been waiting for, it's time to put your knowledge to the test, we will allow murder for this is an elimination exam! Good luck! Kill or be killed!" Nora announces as she left the stage.

Mirabel thought it's best to just hide, they are only 20 winners. So to sum it up, you have to kill the other contestants. They would take them to a very large island they bought and make them survive, with only a survival bag. They only have 1 week.

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The next day Mirabel and the other contestants was sitting silently on the plane.

Most of the people on the plane stared at her. Of course, who wouldn't. They  were thorns or buds who was given a chance of luxury, unlike Mirabel, they just assigned her immediately to the roll. No questions asked. No one really talks to each other. But they often spar or talk if your acquaintances.

Mirabel only made 3 friends among 50 of them. Jewel, Miguel, and Dani. Dani and Miguel are a 2 year couple, whereas Jewel was dating Blu, a maid, for about 4 years now.

"Psst. Do they still hurt?" Miguel whispered to Mirabel. Mirabel shook her head. She had gotten a beating from Savannah as a warning to not survive. Savannah, was glaring at Mirabel as the plane nearly arrived to their destination.

No one knew really why Savannah hated Mirabel. Not even her closest friends. But her hatred burns like fire for eternity.

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Mirabel's POV
We were instructed to parachute down the plane. Me, Miguel, Jewel and Dani were the few ones left, the others had jumped ahead. "Jump on three??" Jewel asks. Miguel and Dani nods. I shake my head. I tremble as everything started to ring, my chest felt tight.

I somehow can't breath and my legs starts to wobble.

Flashes of Savannah loomed over me and the face of the punisher starts to flash through my eyes. "No! No! Please!" I yell and shake my head. I attempt to stand up and I did so, shakingly and ran. I just have to get away.

The Assasin (Rewritten Version) Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora