Reincarnation of the Assassin

Chapter 1

"I want you to kill this woman for 1 million gold pieces and I want you to do it now. Here's the money, I'm giving you my trust since you have the reputation of doing your job right." And by that, he left.

Heh, that's quite some money for an ordinary woman. I usually get 500 000 gold pieces for ordinary killing such as this. Nevertheless, I'm getting richer af.

Name : Gina Salazar
Age : 26
Location : xxx, Philippines

home

I guess I'll be going home after how many years. Though not to visit but to kill. Tch. who am I kidding, come to think of it wala rin naman akong bibisitahin dun. If visiting places with memories such as me being trafficked and tortured counts, then that would be awesome. Tss.

"Hey, It's me. Prepare my plane, we're going to the Philippines and I'm gonna be there in 5 minutes" I hanged up and raced directly to my place. I've got a mission so no time to lose.

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Hmm

Call me weird but the moment I got on this plane, my instincts told me something wrong is gonna happen. They were always accurate so I first had to double check on the people who boarded with me but I got nothing. There are the two pilots, two stewards, two back-up but they are all clear.

I checked the engines and they were also doing great. Parachutes check. Seatbelt check. Target detection check. They are all in places so what the hell is bugging me?

Ugh. Pagod lang ata to. Kailangan ko lang magpahinga. I had 44 missions today and this is my 45th so maybe I'm just worn out. So far this is the day I had this much mission. On normal days, I only get 28 missions so I think this is the reason why I am filled with unusual thoughts. Hallucinations too? Ugh whatever.

Dalawang oras pa ang biyahe kaya sinubukan kong matulog pero 'di ko talaga magawa. Tumingin na lang ako sa bintana. Gabi na at kitang-kita ko rito ang mga naggagandahang bituin.

Sa tuwing nakikita ko ang mga 'to, lagi kong naitatanong sa sarili ko kung mananatili ba akong ganito habang buhay. Yun bang pumapatay ng walang sapat na dahilan kundi pera lang. Walang pinaglalaban. Walang patutunguhan kundi paypapayaman lang. Nasa akin naman ang lahat, ano pa bang gagawin ko sa pera ko.

I'm an orphan. I have nobody with me except all my assassins. Could have my life been different if I hadn't been found by the man who trained me to be like this after he saw me struggling to live in the hands of those human traffickers? I don't doubt it. I was only 5 years old back then and if I only had been saved by a nice person, It would definitely be different. Though I may not be as rich as now but I think at least I would be much happier.

And I think all I need is a chance, a second chance to make things right.

Sa lalim ng iniisip ko, 'di ko namalayang nakatulog na pala ako pero napabalikwas ako ng gising nang maka amoy ako ng singaw ng gasolina kahit sobrang mahina ito. Damn it! Sabi ko na nga ba may mali.

Ang huli ko lang na naalala ay ang pagsindi ng tauhan ko ng hawak niyang lighter malapit sa tapat ng fuel tank at isang nakakabinging pagsabog.

Maybe it's a blessing na mamamatay na ako.

If there really is a second life, then I promise I will be a good person.

I wish.