The rain poured down heavily in the late hours of the night causing the streets to be empty as everyone are either in their housed sleeping or seeking shelter somewhere.
Under the blurry vision of the rain could be seen a young petite figure dressed in black giving off some Wednesday Addams vibes but due to the rain it clung to her body ,her dark grey hair sticking to her face as she continued walking dragging something behind her. The body of a man with his eyes missing,face almost disfigured and a whole in his throat.
Isabelle dragged the body towards an old abandoned well that served as a stach for throwing her kills and threw it in.
Staring at her work of art,she heard her phone ping and took it out not bothered about it getting soaked in the rain.
Master:New mission. Thomas Martin.
That was the only info she needed,she smirked staring at the screen,her lowered head hiding her face and walked away heading towards her next target for the night.
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"I just can't wait for morning"Sandra said getting out of the shower in her bathrobe.
"And why is that?"Thomas asked turning to her.
"The kids are asleep u know"she said sitting on the bed.
"Is that so?"
"Yes"she replied and they both engaged in a slutry kiss and were about to get into business they one of the kids cry.
"What now"Thomas groaned breaking the kiss.
"I'll go check it out"Sandra said and left the room.
Thomas sat there.
One minute,two,three,four,five...
But still no sign of his wife coming back.
He stood up heading for the children's room only to behold a sight he never thought he'd ever see.
His wife sat in a corner shivering in fear holding their kids,one of them,the other two layed on the ground, daggars through their skulls.
He looked up,his body trembling as he stared at the girl who leaned against the wall,head down,her carton brown skin almost unnatural.
"Mr Thomas"she said respectfully,as she says, paying respect to the dead and that sent shivers down his spine.
"H-Honey d-do u know her?"Sandra asked shivering as she held their surviving child who was bleeding from the neck.
"Go ahead, I'm not in a hurry"Isabelle said running a hand over her blade.
"She's Isabelle,m-my boss's secret weapon or as we call her,the living doll. I never thought he'd find out"he said and muttered,"I had my tracks covered".
Isabelle rose her head revealing her face and her pure grey orbs missing the black in the pupils,all grey.
"Your boss?!"Sandra yelled as fear gripped her and she turned to Isabelle who had a plain look on her face.
"You'll have to pay".
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Thomas groaned opening his eyes only to find him in slightly unfamiliar yet familiar place.
He looked around and noticed things for fixing up cars but not like the ones you'd see at a mechanic's workshop which could only mean he was in...
The garage.
The place where Isabelle finishes off her victims and sometimes torture them by tearing them apart limb from limb.
He quickly ran to a place to hide as he heard footsteps.
Isabelle reached the place she kept her three victims or in her language,toys to play with.
Sandra was already up and clutched on her child who cried silently from the pain he felt at his neck.
Isabelle aproached them and without a word plunged a dagger through the child's neck killing him instantly.
Sarah's eyes widened and her body froze like a berg of ice.
In a swift movement, Isabelle stabbed her stomach.
She couldn't even scream as pain coursed through her and she dropped dead right there.
Isabelle pulled out her dagger and stared at it and began singing a song she learnt from a story book about a girl like her. Reading wasn't what she loved doing.
♪Ding dong , I know you can hear me, open up the door, I only wanna play a little...♪
She sing sang walking around with her bloody dagger as her grey eyes lazily searched for Thomas. He was her main target,the others were just accidental corps.
Thomas who hid behind stacked barrels,peeked out to check if she was still there as her footsteps faded.
Seeing no one there,he sighed in relief trying to calm his racing heart
"Let's play"
He froze,his hearts nearly leaped out of his mouth. His heart racing as he slowly turned to the melodious voice.
"Isabelle grabbed him and flung him across with a bored look and watched how he crashed into the spikey wall.
"Does it hurt?"she asked blinking her eyes innocently and in a split second she dug her dagger through his throat and cut it open watching as blood oozed out.
"You're not worth torturing"she said and licked the blood off her dagger. She engraved the letter 'I' on the left side of their cheeks and walked away after admiring her work of art.
~†~
"Nice job Isa",her master, Castiel said and patted her head, the touch was light like that of a feather but that was enough for her.
"You've been doing well"he said taking some pills and pouring it into a glass of water till it desolved and passed it to her which she took instantly and drank it in one gulp.
As soon as she did,she squeezed the glass till it broke, cutting her palms but she couldn't focus on it as she kept twitching like a malfunctioning robot who had been pushed into a pool knowing it wasn't water proof.
Veins popped out, teeth grinding,eyes twitching till it ended and she dropped to the floor only to stand up again like nothing happened.
"Your next mission is a complicated one which requires u to go to school like the normal kids"Castiel said staring at the broken pieces of glass on the floor.
Isabelle stared at him and raised a brow.
"Your next target is Voss's son, and he studies at the school I'll be admitting u into tomorrow"Castiel said playing around with a teacup and spoon.
"This is a joke right?"she asked clearly not pleased with the way things were going.
Castiel looked at her, staring right into her eyes till he himself looked away from her intense gaze.
"I'm not one to joke Isa and u know that too well",he looked at her,"don't u?"
"Yes Master"she replied still fixing her gaze on him.
"Good, now u just need a little makeover"...