POV Guild Leader Cassandra
DAMN it's so f*cking boring here. I, the great F warrior Cassandra, is stuck doing desk duties , AT MY OWN DAMN GUILD!!! I swear when I see that brat who called out sick today, I'm gonna shove 7 dildos up her ass.
My name is Cassandra Hamilton. I'm someone from the important district, but I left because it was boring. I love the thrill that comes with fighting zombies. My life in the important district was that of a pampered princess. I could have anything I wanted with the simple flick of a pinky. But that wasn't the life for me. Especially after the incident, it changed my views and sent me on a zombie kill frenzy road of bloodshed. My father warned me that is not a path for some one a beautiful as I am but I don't care, I'll kill until my blood thirst is quench. Then I'll kill till no zombies remain in this country. I'm not interested in men. No I mean boys. The boys my dad always send be weak as hell. No backbone or nothing. A few punches and they crying like bitches. Real men know how to fight. My Prince Charming gotta a least be a king. I mean I know I'm 25 and a F warrior, but that's good I got room to grow. No one knows the age limit of humans anymore. The few elderly we had survive the z strand are lively as f*ck. They out fighting zombies like we are. They also got younger overtime from the exposure of the z strand. So a girl can dream.
This day needs to hurry up and end. I start gazing at the door hoping some new fresh meat comes in. Even though the guild is lively and filled with people, they all weak as shit. They can't handle training. I need someone with growth potential that can spar with me help me get to knight rank. I wanna be queen rank eventually. It's actually king rank but I prefer queen rank. It's better in my opinion. In order to advance in rank , you need to constantly push yourself and go beyond your limits. Life and death battles with hordes of zombies is one way to do that. Another way is to have sparring partner, someone of equal strength. It's hard to find someone of the same strength who can push you to the limits. Every loser in this guild quit when my training got to tough for them. Bunch of p*ssies.
"Ouch"
Oh sh*t!!! Wide eyed I look at this little f*cking kid who suddenly appeared thin f*cking air. He looks around and I also notice my guild members shock. Everyone else was surprised too. Looks like I'm not the only one . The f*ck is up with this kid. Is he a ghost? He looks so innocent.
"Did I do something wrong miss?"
He asks me with the cutest face. So adorable.
"No at all little one, but how long were you standing there?"
I spoke seriously because If he was an assassin I would have died.
" four maybe five minutes. I waved my hands in front your face and everything. I thought I was a ghost or something. Do you have any work I can do? No one else wants to hire me."
I immediately started sweating, this kid is abnormal. I literally didn't see him until he made a noise. What kind of power is this. It looks like everyone else is surprised by this as well. I wonder if it works on zombies? We'll find out later.
I asked him where his parents were in which he replied that zombies are them. I asked if he had any relatives and he replied no. I instantly felt bad that this kid with so much potential was an orphan. But I felt gleeful that he wants to be hardworking. Maybe I can train him . That's right , the whimps in here were already too old . Maybe if I train this kid from young , he'll grow to be a monster. I give him a guild application and he went off to fill it out. He has potential. I shall create the best assassin in the world. With that thought in mind, I think of ways to make him tougher. And after a while I start feeling bad for the little f*cker. I'm literally gonna put him through hell. I wonder if he'll survive. Welp we'll cross that bridge when we get there.