Broad-Spectrum Assassin

Memory 3: His First Class

As each memory passes by I feel myself unable to remember my present existence. How did I become so tattered? Who attacked me? What do they want? Why can't I remember?

I exit the portal and arrive in our classroom.

It has mirrors instead of windows, exercise equipment instead of chairs and blood stains on the polished marble floor. I look down to see my face, reflected with blood on it.

Cool! I'm really going to be an assassin. Mom and dad are going to die of pride!

Teacher opens his cloak and something within spits out several books.

"Finally, its study time!" exclaims BladEagle with a prideful grin.

WarWolf looks at the treadmill attached to her desk. "I need a chair since my legs are broken."

"Why are your legs broken!?" screams Teacher in horror.

BunBun raises a single finger. "Umm, Sir, you broke them actually."

"Oh." Teacher's body bends as it thinks. "I don't recall that."

WarWolf seethes and growls, nearly slipping out of BladEage's arms to attack Teacher.

"Teacher is not lying," says the voice of a boy.

Or is it a girl?

We turn to the source of the voice, which is a wall in the back of the room.

"Ghosts are real!" cheers BunBun, lifting my hands in the air.

"It's not impossible, but still...it's terrifying." Goopy hides under his hands.

A blade comes out from teacher and slices the air in front of the wall.

Apparently what was actually cut was a sheet of camouflage. A boy or maybe girl was beneath with long blonde hair in the back and no bangs in the front. His eyes were indigo like mine but she had long silver eyelashes. Though his arms were strong looking, she had a very slender tall build. His teeth were sharp like a Shocks and she radiated charisma.

"Who's the fruitcake?" asks BladEagle with a glare.

Teacher turns its head, scanning us and then shrugs. "Maybe an intruder. Maybe not."

"My name is StarBorne!" He points at teacher with a knife, showing his muscle with the firm movement. "You're the one who intruded into my room."

"His secret is crossdressing," says BunBun, raising her hand up suddenly.

"An assassin must be like a liquid," she says, her voice's grit replaced with sensuality. Starborne removes her own skirt with gentle movements, revealing shorts underneath.

"Yep. I'm right." BunBun nods to herself.

Teacher coils around the new student or possibly a potential intruder. "The room was empty. It's impossible to hide from a RiftRipper."

"Yet you went right past me and allowed me to slip into your portal." She slides out from Teacher's coils. "Our first assignment is to discover a secret about one of our members. Well, we're connected, aren't we?" He grabs Teacher's tendril and squeezes it. "Your secret is that you can't detect life like the other RiftRippers. That's the only explanation of how I hid from you."

Teacher's tendril grows a blade that cuts StarBorne's hand. "Exceptional espionage, but remember your place, child."

"I have a gift, gives me insight on the future. In a few years, I'll be your boss." StarBorne cleans the wound and sucks out potential poisons before spitting.