Aryanna made sure she had everything ready one last time, then pulled her red hood up, and slipped out the door. Carefully slinking down a side alley, she made her way toward the apartment building ahead. It was pathetic. Going to school. She only had one more year, though. One more year of writing papers, doing homework, and having to wake up early to ride on a yellow bus. She was tempted to kill one of her teachers. She dismissed the thought. Focus. Finally, she made it to the apartment. Silently, she climbed the stairs, carefully avoiding people. Walking down a hallway, she approached a door.
Carefully, she pulled a pin from her hair, letting it fall down around her shoulders. She slipped the pin into the lock, twiddled it around, then heard the faintest click. Sliding the pin out, she opened the door slowly, quietly. Before entering, she pulled the two daggers from her boots. Tiptoeing across the threshold, the silently raises her daggers, heading towards someone sitting at a computer. In one last noise-less step, she pulled her daggers in front of the man's throat, criss-crossing them. Aryanna smiled in triumph, the cold blades lightly pressing against the man's skin.
"Guess who?" she asked, a grin creeping across her face.
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Blue Jay made her way back to her "home." Really it was just an abandoned building, but not many people knew about it. She fluttered open her wings, smiling as she stretched them out, flapping a little. It felt good to not have them pulled tight against her back. It seemed like she was always on the run. it felt good to be free from the lab though. Not stuck in a cage. She shuddered at the thought, then shoved a roll of bread in her mouth that she had bought. Suddenly she froze, hearing a sound. She turned around, silently, but no one was there. She let out a breath. Probably just a bird.
Bang! Blue Jay whipped around,wincing as one of her wings slammed into the side of the wall.
A man was there, two men, actually. One was dead on the floor. Her jaw dropped for a second, but she closed it, looking at the man standing over the body. He looked...scary? not quite the right word. Intimidating was more like it. Threatening. Had she seen him before? Immediately, she tried to take hold of his mind.
Drop the gun, she thought, pushing the thought into his mind. Although, something odd happened. he didn't. His hand quivered a little, and she could see it in his eyes that he wanted too, but he didn't. She frowned slightly, stretching her wings out a little more, ready to take off if necessary. She opened her mouth to ask who he was, but closed it when he spoke.
"I don't know exactly who you are, but I know what's been done to you, kid. I know that a lot of bad people want to kill you; you and I both know that this man isn't the first, and he sure won't be the last. Don't ask who I am. But if you want to live, you'd better follow me.""How do I know I can trust you?" She asked, really wanting to ask who he was, but didn't.