(For those who are asking about the sequence of events for the published chapters, Volume 1 of One Year of Assassination will just focus on the introduction of the main characters. The real plot of the story will begin in Volume 2. Thank you)
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Lucy's POV
I'm aware of the chaotic state I'm in. Everything about the society is fucked up, causing everyone to put their lives in an intricate situation. The feeling of hesitation and complication building up in my family arose. And that's what awakened me from the heartbreaking reality.
Burlington family is notable across the nation. The widespread of our name is unstoppable, making each and every one of us become highly respected. We're rich. Talented. Skillful. Dreadful.
At the age of 15, I was trained to become competitive. To become different in every aspect. From academic responsibilities, to physical activities and self-defense training. I was even upskilled with the use of firearms, which I found really interesting. Using guns is where I excel the most. And when my family had discovered this exceptional skill of mine, they want me to serve the military forces. They believed that I can be tough enough to protect every citizen of Basil. I would love to serve my country and pursue this career, and that is when I thought I would be successful someday, that I would enjoy the life I ever wanted. But I was wrong. I found myself fighting, for my life. And for the name of the Burlington family.
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(Flashback: After the incident at Burlington University)
My head badly hurts. I was terror-stricken after having a terrible dream, causing me to jump off and drop my whole body on the floor. Gosh, how pathetic I am today. I slowly walked outside my fancy room and headed through the bathroom to wash my face. Unfortunately for me, the house is undeniably humongous, a mansion for clarification. I honestly get lost in my own house sometimes. I decided to just go to the kitchen sink, which I think is nearer than the stupid bathroom (sometimes, I ask myself why do we only have one comfort room).
Sneaking through the kitchen, I heard my father's voice arguing with someone. I get intrigued so I curiously hid myself behind the walls and carefully listened.
"My daughter, is not for sale. She will not be part of the ASFW no matter what!" my father yelled in a very intimidating tone of voice. Daughter for sale?? Is that me?? What the hell is happening?
"I'm sorry sir, but you cannot stop us this time" A manly voice calmly spoke before a gunshot came off, then a loud thud on the ground was heard.
I covered my mouth forcefully, trying my best not to make even the mellowest sound. They surely killed my father, for a reason I'm about to uncover. A building rage of mixed emotions suddenly burn up my capacity to think, and all I could do is kill the intruders.
I stealthily walked towards my room and headed to my closet. There is a hidden compartment underneath my clothes, a secret repository for my favorite toys. Guns. I immediately took out dual Heckler and Koch MP 7 and courageously went outside.
"Game on, dipshits!" I yelled and shooted upon the armed men in the corridor. They started firing in my direction as I speedily run towards the stairs and headed through the second floor. "Stop! we need her alive" someone shouted. Hell yeah, that is an advantage for me.
I leaped across the chandelier and slained the intruders while swinging back and fort. Unfortunately, it wasn't over. I jumped off and readied my posture but just before I make my exit, I was stopped by a loud siren from the facade of the mansion. And from the windows, I saw numerous black cars waiting for my appearance.
"Surrender, or die" someone on the megaphone said. My whole body suddenly froze, for having a vain hope of conquering an army surrounding the whole house. What do they want from me? This is too much. I was about to drop my weapon and concede defeat but the following events become extremely jaw dropping, made me backed off and cover myself under the table.
Two missiles coming from a helicopter struck the waiting vehicles, causing a huge explosion. The impact was clearly devastating and it almost wiped out all the intruders. The windows of the mansion were destructed. Afterwards, the helicopter landed on our large-scale garden. I peeked from the window and I saw a woman with short, blonde hair got out from the copter.
Something took shape from her back before she sprinted forward, her foot were off the ground so I could say she was flying. How is that? Is she even a human?
She closed her fists, and amazingly, it turned into some kind of weapon. A gun! She started flying around and shooted the rest of the intruders. Just after she completed my unfinished business, she immediately glanced upon the window on where I'm watching quietly, as if she knew where I'm hiding. Should I run now? I was motionless as I watched her taking steps towards me. Her cold face is emotionless, and her entire body are moving with fierceness as she wave her arms and her hands are back to normal.
I stood up as she looked directly at my eyes.
"My name is November. Are you Lucy Burlington?" she asked. I slowly nodded as my response.
She handed me a small, white envelope as she stepped closer to the window. "It's a written letter from your father" she said in a monotone voice, showing an expressionless face. She lifted her hand and pointed towards the helicopter "Let's get going, before it's too late"
"Wait" she immediately took a sharp glance at me "What is happening? How could I trust you?" I curiously asked.
"You are one of the most wanted people in Basil. Because of your outstanding performance with guns, the ASFW wants you to provide service for them as one of their professional gunner. From now on, I will be the one to look after you. Your father wants me to train you more, and fight against ASFW. You will be Agent May, and you will serve for a secret organization on where I work for" As she said that, I noticed her eyes slowly moved from side to side. November quickly turned her head away from me as she instantly jumped off and flew upwards.
My heart picked up a fast beat, knowing all the risks that I'm taking. I reloaded my gun and run towards the exit door of the mansion. The moment I heard the gunshots from the outside, I forcefully kicked the door and started firing mercilessly. I am aware of my delinquent power. But I always have the feeling of satisfaction, a burning sensation while killing people. For me, the only person who can give justice for myself is me. With all these existing complications in the society, no one is willing to lend a helping hand. So I'm just giving myself the support I deserve. And these bullets hitting my subservient targets is a form of punishment for them, for obeying such ignorant leaders.
I'm a little bit childish yet, I am clever. I may be immature with my actuations but be careful when I'm serious, because I can be deadly as hell. Today is the day where I will finally step out of my comfort zone and use my capabilities to fight for what I need to protect. And to eliminate the injustice of the world.