Sicarius

Chapter One

"I would have killed him if he weren't dead already".

I should have gotten over it by now. It doesn't matter really; it's been a year after I had spoken in person with my brother 'dearest'. The very thought of him made me instinctively scrunch my face up with disgust, but I bit down my repulsion just for today it was his birthday after all. I instinctively put my phone down at the sight of my regularly tardy lecturer, he was quite old, but he always remembered to dye his hair jet black just to preserve whatever of his youth he had left. I suppose I'll have to wish my bother, I mean my brother after class and ask him for his address as well. I cautiously wrote it down on the palm of my hand just so I wouldn't forget.

He didn't really like the idea of me doing criminal psychology and forensics for my degree, him along with literally everyone in my family wanted me to do medical, but I honeslty feel like I don't really have what it takes to become a doctor or a nurse, I'm not what anyone would call the empathetic one. I've always looked up to such characters, I can't imagine what it's like to sacrifice your life for the sake of other people, to care and to nurture and yet have your sanity intact.

Mr Andrew started his lecture, today's lesson was deception, mainly lie detection, well this is going to be a breeze. I was pulled into this subject not just because of how interesting it was but mainly to understand the human psyche, owing to the fact that I have realised I was unable to fully feel, I want to decipher what it is like to feel. Logic has been my only source for decision making. Plus, I like a good puzzle and solving mysteries for a living, honeslty is a win-win for everyone...well everyone except the people I disobeyed to go on this path. But I have to say it wasnt the only reason I...

"Aria are you even listening? Just because you skipped a year and somehow ace your exams doesn't give you a reason to slack off in class do you understand". He said with a stern look on his face, it's not every day we get to see him like this.

I winced at the sudden thunderous booming instead of his usual cheerful tone.

"Yes sir, I'm sorry".

He continued until the bell rang and reminded us that we should have started our internships by now, another wonderfully normal day I suppose, its already six in the evening by the time I made my way to the dorm, I should probably text my brother now.

Just as I was about to, my computer gave a sudden ding, could it be the internship I applied to a week ago. Frankly I thought that they didn't care enough to even let me know that I didn't get it, but I suppose that's not the case. The birthday boy can wait, this is arguably more important.

Dear Applicant564,

After a thorough review of your application, your Curriculum vitae and current grades of your ongoing Degree in Criminal Psychology and Forensic Science the top management have collectively decided to recruit you as an intelligence analysist along with granting you the one-year internship as well. You will be introduced to your team tomorrow at 8.30 am. Punctuality is mandatory, and attire should be neat and tidy. Your team will be given your first case after the briefing.

If there are any concerns feel free to contact us. We are looking forward to meeting you tomorrow!

Sincerely,

FBI headquarters, BAU

"..."

No no no no no, this is not right, I didn't apply for the job!! This must be a mistake, right???

But 564 IS my application number...

What qualification do I have to be a freaking INTELLIGENCE ANALYST!

Its fine, just take deep breaths and just call them, that's right I'll call them to make sure everything is in order and tell them I'm the last person they need as an intelligence analyst on a team, I barely remember what I had for breakfeast today, me...an IA, yeah right!

I chuckled at the thought as I picked my phone and dialled the number on the email. My anxiety plummeted through the roof as I waited for someone to answer the line, it's not that I'm afraid of talking to people but I felt that it's better to get this mess sorted out over a call than through an email, fingers-crossed, hope nothing goes wrong.

"Hello, how may I help you?" My heart skipped a beat at the abrupt and firm voice.

"Oh hello, its Aria speaking applicant number 564, I have some concerns regarding the email I have received and would like to clarify my doubts."

There was a short-lived silence other than the faint sound of the tapping of a keyboard on the other side.

"Ahhhh yes, you are the new applicant I see, what seems to be the problem?"

"I only applied for the internship but the email I received states that I have been selected for a job as an IA as well".

"Ok and...?"

I officially do not like her.

"And I just want to make sure that it wasn't a mistake seeing that I don't have the necessary requirements needed for the title".

"Oh, that's the problem?!" she said as she let out a hearty giggle. "don't you worry about it; they'll explain everything, we'll see you tomorrow!"

"BUT WAIT I...!"

She hung up! I take back what I said before I absolutely despise her.

Welp, I suppose I'll have to wait, I hate surprises like this, makes me feel on edge when I'm not aware of what to look forward to, who I'm meeting, what I'm even intended to do.

I let out a sigh followed by a rather ungodly yawn, it was getting late, I quickly sent my brother a lovely birthday wish. He was born sometime in the night so technically I'm not late.

HEYYY BROO,

Happy birthday you illiterate goon,

Hope you use this time to reflect on your empty existence and your failures, oh and where you live now?? I want cake, I prefer chocolate just sayin'

-the best sis in the world!

I gave myself a well-deserved, mental pat on the back for yet another one of my delightful wishes. With that thought I took my medicine, gave my cat a few late-night treats and went off to bed with great anticipation.