Axel sat down at the kitchen table. Roughly hewn wood sat solidly beneath her palms. Emerald eyes wandering over its surface she traced the patterns of the grain. Her mind wandering towards tonight. When the sky was inky black and her brother was fast asleep, she and her parents would venture out. Through the shadows they would creep. Silent before the first strike, then chaos would erupt and end in death. Death at the hands of a teenage girl. Her first kill, it would be determine the rest of her life. They would not tell Tien, he was far to young for such morbid thoughts. She however was different. This was her destiny. Once she crushed the life out of this first victim her life was determined.  She would be instilled as an assassin for the rest of her life. The thought didnâ€™t frighten her, she yearned to kill. It seemed strange for such a younger girl to so brutally crave blood. But then again she didnâ€™t know the world, not herself, not the changes that lay in store. But of course Axel was oblivious to this. The bloodlust coursed through her veins for the time being.  â€œWho is he?â€ She asked her father quietly. Who would she kill? What criminal? They were all criminals after all or at least thatâ€™s what her parents said. It wasnâ€™t as if she was killing anyone for fun. It was to better the world, the lives of all. The fact that they were killing to create a better place only fuelled her excitement. A wolfish grin spread across her face. The hunger for blood increased the severity of her sharp features. Charcoal black lines under her eyes twisted. Emeralds glinted with eagerness for the kill. She was savage. Uncontrollable. Little did she know that all this would change. Her world would go spinning out of control tonight and there was nothing to warn her. Not one thing to hint of the immediate changes to her world.