-Hazel-
I looked at my wrist. Crap. I was running out of time. My tattoo was glowing like a pulse. I had approximately 1 minute before my powers rest and I change back to normal. I jumped from roof top to rooftop. This is much faster than running on the streets. Also I won't be mobbed by hundreds of citizen who was planning to turn me in to the police to collect the 1 million euro ransom.
I could see the top of my house. I had 30 seconds to reach my room. I jumped onto two more rooftops before giving one strong leap to the open space on my roof. I wheezed. Damn that was exhausting. I had to go to a town at the other end of Paris just to assassinate a 60 year old woman who didn't repay her debt which she had to put off for over 5 years.
I slipped back into my room just before my powers rested and the outfit kept itself in to my armband. A tired little creature that I called Yuki collapsed onto my bed. "Tell me when you're planning to free run to the other end of the country! I am frickin exhausted!"
Yuki was no bigger than my palm and was dark blue in colour and she had red eyes. "Sorry. I didn't think it would be that far." I tossed 2 cookies onto the bed and Yuki tore it to bits. I heard footstep come up and dashed for a blanket to cover her up.
The door burst open and a drunk 21 year old woman came staggering in. " Vee! You're room's down stairs!''
"Callie. I am downstairs. And I am not Vee. I am Super Drunk.'' Vee retorted.
I sighed. My mom and dad both died when I was 7 and I was left under the care of my 2 sisters, Callie and Vee. Callie was the responsible on who works almost every day as a teacher and made enough to pay rent, bills and all the other important crap. I barely saw her and that was on Sundays when she was locked in her room for the most part. Vee was an alcoholic and went to the pub almost every day. I grabbed the tipsy woman and dragged her down the stairs and into the room where she stumbled to her bed. I went back to my room and to my computer. I Skyped my boss, Lovro to report back. Hey, you can't blame a girl. Lorvo's the guy who taught me self-defence. Not to mention he was the closest thing to a father that I ever had.
"So, Mechana. How was the mission?' A heavy Russian accent asked. No one knew what Lorvo looked like sometimes he looks like an average teenager, sometimes he looks like an 60 year old woman. "Mission accomplished. Woman didn't see what hit her." Lovro smiled, obviously pleased.
He cleared his throat before speaking. " Mechana, tonight meet me at HQ. There is something I need to discuss with you." I nodded and he signed off.
Oh yeah for all those people who don't know me (although I doubt it). Mechana is basically my code name when I go on missions. Still doesn't ring a bell? How about dark blue suit, violet eyes, infamous assassin, can make almost anything in minutes? Yep, I'm your girl.
"Hazel! School!" Yuki yelled. I looked at the clock. Dammit. I had less then 10 minutes and Yuki was in no shape for her to help me now. I dashed and grab my bag with Yuki clinging onto it. I already knew what I looked like. Jeans with black T-shirt with a Nike jacket to cover most of my full left arm tattoo. The only exposed of the tattoo was the back of my hand.
I sprinted to my school and was practically half-dead. I was panting heavily when a branded car stopped behind me. I turned around, already knowing who it was. Adrien, a student here, arrived. I had a mega crush on him. He was cute. I mean brushed back blonde hair and green eyes and about 1 foot taller than me. Dreamy. He also say in front of me in almost all my classes. And he was loved doodling. He also had the familiar aura around him. Like I knew who he was besides being Adrien Blackthorn.
"Hazel! We're gonna be late!" I was blinked back to reality. Adrien was a few feet in front of me and his car had left. " Right. Yea ----- Hey!" Adrien grabbed by right wrist. Digging into my tattoo. I had to hold in the cries of pain. You see, my tattoo was basically like a wound that never heals. And Yuki rests there during school time. It is also where Yuki helps me to control my powers. But, nonetheless, I was still happy that Adrien was holding my had. Well, indirectly.
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On the run
RandomTwo 15 year olds, Adrien and Hazel, started out as regular students after each of them met with a traumatic experience. Hazel losing her parents in a plane crash and left under the care of two sisters. And Adrien losing his mom in a fire and seeing...
