I was called "death mark" not by chance I earned it since I was 8 years I was always bullied so I thought to my self I really want to kill the sons of bitches! And I actually did it I stabbed every single one to I actually felt happy not scared of the consequences of what happened .I felt powerful until a shady organization reached out to me wanting to recruit me of course l said yes I wanted power to kill the people who looks down on me I want see the despair in their eyes before I kill them.
I stayed 3 years in training. I was called a prodigy my analysis and gun skills were remarkable I never miss a shot, and my skills with blade were decent I mostly worked on my gun and martial arts skills than my blade skills after three years of continuous assassination my hands stained with blood of my enemies I slowly lost all my emotions I didn't feel love , hate or any other normal human emotion I just knew trusting people is a child's games people friends, family's and coworkers were the ones who paid millions of dollars for each assassinations carried out by the organization I never cared to question why because it had nothing to do with me I always tell my self they will soon come from me if am no use to them anymore! In the underworld I was the most dangerous among everyone,everyone knew "death mark ". I was given that name because non of my targets have ever survived minute when am assassinating them either by my gun shot or my mastery with a knife and a short sword. Killing and technical stuff like "hacking" was all I knew, I also learnt to drive all vehicles my favorite was bikes easy to ride and enter tight spaces and my is faster than cars for easy assassination when the target is in the cars or any vehicle's. My juniors always looks up to like a living legend because there was no one I could not assassinate. plus the high tech suit the organization had made it easy for quick and flexible movement but I know it's mostly my raw talent and the more you climb in ranks the more advanced suits you get. the new comers suit are ok but it only helps mobility but my increases mobility, defense,change temperature depending on the mission and helps with collecting data for fore sights, if I face someone with more skill than me the tech can help predict their movements almost like supernatural powered suit.
Most missions I go with newcomers to teach them .it been 20 years since I joined the organization my pays are in millions, I get anything i need so the money just pile up it like a dream life but every comes to an end I finally wanted to retire but I knew it wouldn't be that easy I hesitated knowing I will be silent but I thought I could go hiding before they send assassins against me . Unknowingly they already discovered my plan and already made arrangements for that , I was told to assassinate 5 people I thought after that i could pretend like was murdered and slip pass them but their intelligence agents are welled skilled in collecting information. I was with 2 trainees for the mission everything was going well but I knew something felt off my instincts was screaming to run before I knew it the ground exploded I barely managed to survive but the trainees were all killed I knew that was intentional to kill me , I finally realized they knew about my plans and wanted to kill me. before I could go far from the explosion a army of assassin was waiting new ones and old ones I could tell by how they hold their weapons and the looks in their eyes.
They started shooting I hid behind a wall i knew I wouldn't last I had only 3 Bullet and a short sword and they were like 50, the new comers tried to come close I dispatch them with ease taking their weapons I killed like 10 with 5 Bullets form the guns I took I couldn't come close so I snipped the strongest one in his head with my blade. My vision blurred. My fingers lost strength. The gun slipped from my hand. I knew my time has come but I didn't want to die without a fight, before I died I killed 30 of them and I felt strange like my soul was living me and changing shape I just thought I was imagining things since I was about to die.
I knew one in my next life I will trust no one but myself, because only myself can betray me or turn my back on me, next time I will take from others but they take from me.