Act of Deed

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Moving Objects. Clicking of Metals. Heavy Breathing. Those were the sounds that echoed the closed space. Z was being aware of her surrounding, she gripped the gun and positioned herself to where the moving targets are.

1, 2, 3, 4. She counted the lifeless victims mentally, as she slowly raised her gun. A piece of cloth blocking her sight didn't seem to be a distraction, without wasting any time, she pulled the trigger four times, changing direction as to where the targets are.

"Successful.", a standard robotic female voice echoed the four walls.

That was the cue that the initiation was already done, she removed the cloth that covers her line of vision and checked the targets.

Bull's-eye.

A grin slowly creeping into her lips. She turned off the illusion and walked to the bench, sitting against the wall while drinking from her water bottle.

Her eyes roamed around the place, the white ceiling was covering the entire space except for the circular titanium glass in the centre, as to where the glistening light from above shines. A white wall surrounded the whole lot, almost looking like a hospital if not for the metallic floor as to where the illusions are made. A square like descending bleachers was placed around the room, where an elevated stadium lies at the centre. LED TV was placed at both ends, and is only used whenever a match occurs.

"Z!" , the voice popped the imaginary bubble around me. I turned my head towards the door entrance.

A short red headed girl was standing there, facing me. Contrast to her dark coloured long hair was her silky white skin that shines even from a far, a big smile formed in her face made her eyes look extra chinky, her white sleeveless dress falls just above her black doll shoes.

"Violet.", I replied. It's funny to think that her name doesn't suit her appearance.

"Kanina ka pa namin hinahanap, andito ka lang pala." , she quickly ran the distance between us.

I turned away from her and slowly arranged my things inside my gym bag. "Sinabi ko bang hanapin nyo ako?"

I slinged my gym bag across my body and walked towards the door, "Sungit! The supreme called for you kaya, like kanina pa.", she informed while tailing behind me.

"Okay.", I shortly said. Ano nanaman kaya ang ipapagawa sa akin? Lalo na't ang supreme pa mismo ang nagpatawag.

"Ay oo nga pala, nabalitaan mo na ba?" , she chirped. Chismosa talaga kahit kalian.

I stopped in front of my room and turned to her direction, "Mukha ba akong may pake?", I pointed my blank face.

"Eh ganyan naman ang itsura mo palagi." , angil nya sabay kamot sa ulo. Pinihit ko ang pintuan at nilapag ang bag sa kama. "May bago daw na pinasok ang supreme dito, hindi pa nalalaman kung lalaki ba o baba-". I stopped from my tracks and faced her, sporting a grim face."Alis. Maliligo ako." , putol ko sa kwento nya.

"Sungit! Sige na nga hindi na ako manggugulo. Bye Z!" , paalam nya sa akin saka umalis. Thank God, wala nang unnecessary noise, pumasok na ako ng banyo at naligo.

I faced the foggy mirror and ran my palms across it, the fading bruises in my cheek bone and under my jaw reflected the clear mirror.

This is the reality that I live in. Gun wounds are just like a common cold. Deep knife cuts are just like a paper cut. Having bruises are nothing.

Dreaming of becoming an agent? Spy? Emissary?

Then welcome to my fucked up world.

Where your assignment requires killing and your exam is life threatening.

Ending up as a cold body is inevitable.