It was going to rain soon, looking up the clouds seemed much darker than usual to Gavin. He stared through the first-floor window of a modest, wooden home. He perched himself on a nearby tree and crouched low on the branch, staying hidden, blending into the darkness. Gavin was small, his frame fits easily on the branch so there was no possibility of it breaking under his weight. He hunched down listening to the laughter coming through the brightly lit window. The sound filled his ears, taunting him; how could people be so happy in a world like this? He could never understand. The light from the room looked like the sun compared to the environment he was hiding in. The dining room was bustling with life and laughter compared to the dreary, daunting feeling the rest of the house gave.

The abilities Gavin had gained through his training at the Academy came in handy at times like this, they allowed him to see the scene clearly behind the windowpane. There, at a small dining room table, sat a fair looking woman with silky brown hair plaited in a braid down her back. She wore a blue turtleneck that fit snugly around her neck. On the other side sat a lanky-looking man with bright blonde hair and thick-rimmed glasses. His large velvet sweater was almost like a shell he could sink into. Between the two, a massive wheelchair; seemingly unfit for the small, frail child that occupied it. She had long, dark brown hair that framed her pale face with ringlet curls. Her big blue eyes could be compared to that of an ocean, deep and seamlessly never-ending. Gavin caught a glance of the small family laughing over a joke the lanky men made. He didn't understand their happiness, then again, he didn't care much anyway. They were only targets, after all.

The family continued with eating and laughing for what, to Gavin, seemed like a lifetime. When the family had finally finished eating the two adults smiled at the girl giving her a small kiss on each cheek before sending her off to bed. Gavin's heightened sense made it easy for him to hear their conversations clearly through the glass. The conversation was nearly as translucent as the crickets hiding in the grassy field surrounding the area. As soon as the tiny child rolled herself to her room the woman's bright smiled disappeared. The woman turned to the man, she looked like a faerie in comparison to the tall man, her expression only grew more serious as the silence filled the air. Letting out a sigh she ran a hand through her hair, "The experiments aren't advancing as rapidly as needed for continuance." The man rubbed a hand over his face before answering her, his expression filled with discontent from her words.

"But they are showing progression. Riza's sight along-alongside her hearing has already shown advancements that exceeded a normal human's level. You could call it almost the same as being a Netherworld creature." The man was frantic as he spoke almost exasperated at trying to convince the woman otherwise. "I'm almost positive- No I am positive that as she grows the results of the experiments will show greater progressions, soon Perci, she may even walk and not need medicine for any of her health detriments."

"Maybe you're right Cleric. But, do not forget that we don't have the leisure of waiting long for results. The time we have for the experiment is limited." Perci looked at Cleric sternly crossing her arms before sitting herself down on one of the wooden chairs that surrounded the small mahogany dinner table. "We have constantly mixed the enhancers into Riza's food, drinks, and her daily meds. By now she should have already shown extreme progression, much past what she is showing currently. If things persist as is… I'm afraid Riza and this entire experiment will be terminated." Perci gathered her hands in her lap and frowned, she nor Cleric wanted to terminate Riza. They had both grown to love her as their own daughter, but even they knew when the time was up, and no results were shown they would be left with no choice.

"Remember she is still young; her body is still in the developmental stages…. Maybe we can convince Margaret otherwise, her heart is frail now Perci. As she gets older, I am certain results will appear. Come now my love, let's rest our minds and watch a movie to ease your mind." While speaking Cleric had already lifted Perci from her seat and walked her over to their black leather couch that adorned their large living room.

Gavin took their leaving as his chance, jumping off the branch he silently opened the window connected to the dining room. His dark clothes made it easy to blend into the shadows. He watched as Cleric pecked Perci's cheek before walking towards the kitchen opposite the dining room. Following the path to the living room, Gavin walked the shadows watching as Perci set up the movie. Swiftly Gavin moved behind the couch and covered Perci's eyes. Gavin didn't know why he was hesitating to kill the woman, he was overthinking things. 'Why was he sent to kill these people?' The Boss had given him specific orders to kill both the parents and especially the girl because they were considered threats. Though Gavin couldn't comprehend how the nearly broken girl could ever be considered a threat to anyone.

"Cleric, are you playing games this time? Would you just come and-" Gavin had been too distracted by his thoughts and that allowed the woman time to remove his hand from her eyes and turn to face him. He had made a mistake, the hesitation itself was like a snake, and this snake would cost him his life. Perci's eyes widened at the sight of Gavin's piercing green eyes before she could open her mouth to scream, he had his black-gloved hand covering it. Perci tried to struggle free, but the firm grip Gavin had around her waist held her in place. As Gavin slid the knife across the flesh of her throat, he held his gloved hands over her mouth to keep the gurgling sound caused by the rising blood from her lungs. Emotionlessly he watched the life drain from her eyes, a look of terror soon turned empty. The tears that had pooled into the now dead woman's eyes fell onto the black leather glove. Letting her lifeless form fall from his grasp he watched the blood pool from her neck making the already black couch seem darker. Swiftly Gavin moved back to the shadows after sitting the woman upright and wiping the knife on the arm of the chair. 'One down, two more targets left. I've wasted enough time already.' After a few moments of nothing but the dull sound of repetitive commercials on the TV, Gavin heard the slow thumping sound of the man's footsteps drawing closer.

Cleric's footsteps echoed in the empty space like drums, Cleric smiled at the silhouette of his lovely wife, the contrasting light from the TV showed her back leaned against the couch. He moved to lean over the back of the couch to kiss Perci's cheek when the metallic smell overwhelmed his nostrils. Cleric froze as panic struck him like lightning, he moved to the front of the couch to get a clear view. Almost like fate was sending a sign, lightning struck down from outside. It illuminated Perci's dead state. Her eyes open but devoid of life, the blood pooling from her neck and mouth coated the black leather and slowly sept onto the tan colored carpet. Cleric stumbled backward as the clapping sound of thunder startled him along with the sight. Turning to run and attempting to keep his nausea down he tripped over his own foot dropping the bowl of pretzels he had brought in the process. His head whipped him in all directions as he stumbled frantically looking for any sight of the supposed killer. Crawling across the tile of the area between the dining and living room on his knees and hands, his sight met a pair of small-looking black combat boots. Cleric's vision blurred as his head slowly rose, his eyes were like a deer in headlights as he met the same green piercing eyes that killed his wife.

Gavin only stared down at the man for a moment before his boot met with the man's chin. It knocked Cleric on his back with a loud thump.

"W-who-"