Mission: Kill

Jax Opel Rudd, is what some people call strange, others a monster most don't even know who she is. She is one of the youngest assassin, one of the best at that. She's 17 and always worked alone and hid her second life from her family, but she's been given a mission that jeopardizes everything she's ever known and anyone she has protected.


6. Chapter 6

 I wake up to the sound of my alarm, I roll off my bed looking for my phone, "that's a great way to start the day," I mumble to myself. I turn off my alarm and turn on my music, it plays through my speaker and I do all of the normal things people do for school. Once I finish everything it's still only 6:15, and the bus won't get here until 6:45, that leaves thirty minutes for me to do nothing. I sigh and sit down on my couch watching the news. 

"Just a few nights ago, Destiny Parks, stepdaughter of the new King of France committed suicide in her hotel room." the news lady reports. I smirk knowing my last job was big enough to make news headlines and that my handywork let me go unnoticed. The segment ends and it's 6:35, I walk out of my apartment and wait on the sidewalk, for the bus to come. No sooner than when I sit down on the stone wall three real cop cars pull into my apartment building. I keep a calm face as an officer comes up to me. 

"Hello sir," I say politely and formally. 

"Miss, what are you doing out here?" He asks scanning me.

'I'm waiting for the bus sir." I reply. 

"Ok," he nods.

"Sir? May I ask what's going on?" I ask.

"Your neighbor, the one in the lower apartment has been reported dead of an unknown cause." 

Before I can reply the school bus pulls up to my street and the doors open for me to get on, "I have to go, have a nice day." I smile and take a seat in the very back of the bus. I put on headphones and relax as more kids file onto the bus. Eventually the bus stops at the school parking lot, I study everyone else's movements and copy as they do. I find my homeroom and sit down, kids don't even notice or care that I'm here, which is fine by me, less idiots I have to talk to the better off they are. The teacher takes attendance and when they come to my name everyone starts whispering and looking around; without looking up I say here and continue sketching on a random piece of paper. The bell rings for homeroom to be over and I walk out the classroom and try to find my first period class. "I remember why I hated these places so much now," I sigh. I hear laughter behind me, I quickly get defensive, and turn around; to my surprise it's not some high school asshole, but it's Jackson. "Are you stalking me or something?" 

"Yep," he replies smirking. 

I lower my voice, "what the hell are you doing here?" I say sharply. 

"Competing a mission." he shrugs. 

"They let you, try to kill me," I raise my eyebrows, "good luck with that buddy," I roll my eyes. 

"What makes you think I can't?" He asks raising an eyebrow. I sigh grab his arm and pull him into a closet, "what the hell are we doing in a closet, last time I checked you only like guys with power," he says referring to my past relationships. 

"You're an ass!" I growl before punching him across his face. 

"That was uncalled for,'' He says rubbing his face. 

"Really was it?! I don't think it was!" I retort basically screaming.

"Someone's going to hear you lower your voice." He snaps.

"You can't fucking tell me what to do you piece of shit, this is my life, and if you were sent to kill me you can give it a try, what ever turns you on." I sigh, my hands shaking with rage, I walk out of the closet and back into class, ignoring everything that goes on. 


Sure enough class ends and I can go back to the safety of my own home, when I get home an officer stops me. 

"Name?" He asks sternly.

"Jax Rudd," I reply casually. 

"Ma'am may I ask you a few questions?" 

"Sure," I shrug and he leads me to a cop car, I sit down and we quietly drive to the station. For the amount of people I've killed I'm surprisingly calm; we pull into the station and he leads me into a room. 
"Alright, I'm just going to ask you a few questions ok?" I nod and he continues, "Did you know Mary Collins? 

"Not very well, but she did stop me from time to time," I say.

"Why did she stop you?" 

"She asked me how my parents were, she never saw them and wanted to make sure I was ok, they usually work long and crazy hours," I sighed fidgeting with my necklace out of habit. 

"Ok," He nods writing what I say down. 

"Other than that we never interacted," I shrug. 

"Alright, do you know if she was suicidal?"

"Like I said we almost never interacted," I reply. 

"Alright then that's all would you like a ride home?" He asks with a friendly smile. 

"Um, no thank you," I say politely, "I like the walk." 

"Ok, have a nice day, be safe," he waves and I walk out of the station and I'm stopped again, I keep my cool and look at the face of the person who stopped me, my happy face changed into tried and annoyed.  

"Move," I say bitterly. 

"Jax come on please just let me talk," Dante pleads. 

"No, ok I have to get home now, leave me alone," I push past him and start to walk away but he grabs my arm and pulls me back, "you do realize we are in front of a police station right?" 

"Yeah that's why I'm stopping you, what the hell happened?" 

I decide to have a little fun, "oh yeah they figured out I killed all those people, I have two days before I spend the rest of my life in a cell, whoops," I shrug. 

"What?!" He growls. 

"You heard me, now please let me go," I rip my arm away and walk away. 

"Jax!" He starts to run after me, I pick up my pace and run to the woods, trying to lose him in the trees and in the darkness, but of course he's like a freaking hound dog and stays on my tail. He runs up behind me and tackles me to the ground. 

"Come on you're only supposed to be on top when I give you permission, this is illegal." I joke trying to get away, he pins me to the ground, "what the hell are you and Jackson doing stalking me?!" I say still resisting. 

"We are trying to get you back," he sighs. 

"Well then, you and him both have different goals," I snap. 

"What?" He asks confused. 

"He said he's mission was to kill me, so one of you are lying." 

"It's him, trust me last thing HQ wants is you dead, now if I let go are you going to run?"
"It's me of course I will," I roll my eyes. 

"Jax..." he says slowly giving up. 

"Dante...." I mock. 

"I'm sorry about this..." he sighs and something comes in contact with my head. 

"Bastard..." I manage before blacking out. 


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