Ever since he was young he was an orphan, and as such he like the others either get picked for a better life with a loving family or not.
And get picked he did but not for a family, rather an infamous organization that handles contracts. They could be from escort, rescue and even assassination if needed amongst the services offered.
And so at the tender age of five not only was he trained in his future duties towards the organization but was also taught many necessary skills, Politics, History, Mathematics, Biology, Multiple Languages which also included latin, Fighting styles, Stealing, Lock picking, Stealth, Espionage, Torture, Pain Tolerance Training, and even Seduction were among the top things he was taught with other trainees as well.
And so at the age of sixteen came the graduation ceremony, out of thirty people who he lived with, ate with, slept and trained along side of..... Only ten would graduate, it was an Elimination class and had they refused to do so?
They would all be killed, and so behind the locked doors was only the sounds of screams, shouts and death until It became silent. The Instructor upon opening the door there they sat everyone looking towards him with empty eyes, grinning he only clapped and congratulated them on their success.
Letting them leave to take showers which they all shared, as they were taught not to let embarrassment be the way they end up dead to the enemies.
Years passed with him being one of the most successful in the art of slaughter with his missions ending with success after success, not really attached to anything with time to kill he preoccupied himself with comics and even movies or series of superheroes.
Never once did he smile in years with his face blank and his voice being mostly monotone, he ever so slightly started to enjoy his hobby, Marvel, DC, and even The Boys series was not left unchecked. The one of the reasons he got picked was because he unlike other children had what could be considered either a gift or a curse eidetic memory, simply put he could see,hear, feel, taste and experience things once and he would be able to clearly recall the detail of anything he experienced.
Three decades of service that many don't even get to experience or live as long as he did was astonishing, and now here he was reminiscing about all of his experience as he sat on his luxury couch in his mansion watching the latest episode of the season four of the boys when he was interrupted by the sound of his door breaking.
Not panicking the 57 year old assassin calmly stood up and went to a section of a wall which with a touch in the right spot unlocked a hidden cache of weapons, wearing his weapon holsters he took his AR 15 rifle, dual desert eagles, two smoke and teargas, A silencer pistol and a couple of throwing knives.
He then went to meet his uninvited guests, going downstairs the lights were suddenly cut off before we can only hear gunshots screams and the destruction of the current room with the lights back on, there he stood amongst the dead before heading back to his room before a loud shot echoed in the room.
Feeling immense pain in his chest he turned his head back and saw a kid, a sixteen year old blonde girl who he now remember killing. "That's for my father... I hope you rot in hell!" She did not find what she was looking for only an old man who instead of begging for is life seems resigned, even content with him been able to finally rest.
He slowly approached the girl when she opened more fire on him but it did not stop his approach all the while dropping his weapons as he did so. The girl with tears streaming down her face could only keep shooting until there was only clicking sounds, when he got close he just pulled her into a hug with her not reacting while he whispered in his weakening voice.
"I may be the one to kill your father like a weapon.....but it was your mother and family who wanted him dead.....I hope this helps you.... I only have one favor to ask....a dying man's wish so to speak."
Looking at him staring down into her soul with blood dripping from his mouth as well as wounds, she could see something in his eyes urging her to do so to which she nodded .
"Go to my room, there's a USB with multiple files of your families transaction, deals and the contract in order to kill your father to take over his company. My final wish is for you to sing me a lullaby, please that's my final wish, like you are putting a child to sleep."
Feeling the strength leave him he dropped to the floor with her putting his head on her lap rocking him as she started to sing
🎶Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now am found
Was blind, but now I see
Was grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace, my fears relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
Through many dangers, toils and snares
We have already come
T'was grace that brought us safe thus far
And grace will lead us home
And grace will lead us home
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound...🎶
Looking towards the old man she could only see he died with a gentle smile on face, if not for his injuries one would have thought that he was peacefuly sleeping.
Placing his head gently to the floor, she went up and as he said there were concrete proof of what he said and more and so she did go to have her revenge.
Before his death he already wrote a will that should he die, all of his assets would be used for the orphans, the impoverished and the sick children with no support of their own.