Ash spent most of her life learning how to kill people.
Her father pushed her to be like him, a cold-hearted killer.
She doesn't want to be like him, she wants to be better.
She wants to rid her city of evil, and the only way she can think to do t...
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"Steady. Aim higher." the father whispered.
Taking a deep breath, the girl aimed higher than what was needed and missed her target. The father huffed and quickly took out his gun and shot the man. "Now, Ash. You were suppose to kill the man, not aim at the light pole. I thought you were ready for this, i guess i was wrong."
"No, papa. You weren't. I just got scared." The girl admitted and looked at the ground, avoiding her father's gaze.
The father bent down and lifted the girls chin, "What you are learning to do, there is no time to get scared. You just have to breathe. Aim. Fire. No thinking, just do it." The father said, sternly. "I was just like you when I was younger, and look at me. Just takes practice and you will be just like me."
Smiling wide, the young girl looked at her father in the eyes, and said, "But I don't want to be like you. I want to be better."
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