Assassinate me

ok so...since May has no clue who she is chasing... why doesn't she be the one pulling all the strings?

May~~

May giggled putting down her cell phone, everyone would be arriving in london soon and thn everything would fall into place.

"No place like london," She mused with a slight hint at the Sweeny Todd tune.

"Coffee mam?"

"Yes please," She faked a german accent.

ill try and post, but 11th grade is a pain

[ Yeah, so's year 11.]

Sophia

She stood at the corner of the tree, her eyes upon the typical terraced houses, only one catching her eye. Number 6. The home of the man she was to kill, at least, one of the many houses of his residence in London.
Sophia walks around the back of the street, entering from the back garden and closing the gate, grimacing at the slight squeek that sounded from it. Though from the look of it nobody was home, she didn't have to be worried about anybody hearing.
She stood in the back garden for a while, examining the tall, green over grown grass, and the yellow dandelion weeds sticking out from the grass, Sophia turning away in distaste. She walks up the garden path, as quiet and stealthy as a fox, untill suddenly she felt the vibrate of her phone in her pocket, grimacing at the disturbance of the silence. She snatched it from her pocket, swiping it open and hissing into her mobile,
"What??"
The other line on the phone spoke quickly, "There's somebody watching the flat in London, I reckon he'll soon be going in."
Sophia narrowed her eyes at one of the dandelions in the garden before answering in an annoyed, yet deadly quiet voice, "Keep watching. Call me if anything else happens." And with that she snapped her phone shut and stuffing it in her pocket.
Still nobody had found her out, obviously nobody was in, so she enters through the back door, taking one look at the pile of post at the front door, the bare walls and floors and the smell of a not lived in house, and turned on her heal. Obviously this one hadn't been habited for a long time.

not letting this die

I turned to my brother, a shocked expression on my face, "What?"

"Yeah. Someone just went into the old house in London."

"Forced entry?"

"Nope. Professional. Lock was picked. They didn't see the camera, but the persons face was covered. Looks like a girl though."

I dropped into a chair, my hand absentmindedly going through my hair, "run a check. See if its that girl I'm supposed to kill."

"Already done" he sounded smug, "It could be. Definitely got a similar skill set."

I rose, my mind racing through the options, "Check all the cameras on the street, see if you can find something on this girl. If you cant we assume someone has a hit on me and we make preparations."

"Where are you going?"

"To the house. See if she left anything."

[Noooo don't diiee! DX]
Sophia leant back against a wall, in a desolate alley, a street away from the house she had been in just hours ago. Holding her laptop in the palm of her hand, her other hand typing at an incredibly fast speed, her eyes scanning the computer screen from one side to the other. Though only a street away, she still had a plain view of the house she had been in earlier.
After leaving the the house, she'd visited a cafe, and had recieved a message from the company that was paying her to kill Matthis, they had been informed he'd be visiting the house very soon, she she'd decided to hang around for a few hours, to see if he did.
She gave a small smile as she sees him walking down the front path, at least, from behind, he looked like the picture she had recieved of him. Tall, muscular and blonde. Sophia waited untill Matthis closed the front door behind him, then slipped her laptop into her bag over her shoulder, and made her way to the door, she tapped on it lightly, a small, alluring smile danced across her perfectly sculpted lips as she waited for Matthis to open the door.
As the door swung open, her smile widened, her eyes scanned his face, she'd already memorized his face from memory, and recognised him instantly, though the recognition didn't show in her eyes. Her hands rested on her hips, as she spoke in a questioning tone,
"Roland Alucard Matthis?"

I smiled, "No I'm his brother. People always seem to get us confused. What can I do for you?" I was lying through my teeth, but I did it for a living so it was as natural as breathing. Normally I wouldn't have lied, but someone had just broken into the house, and the fact that she happened to be waiting for me was not helping her situation. The only thing that confused me was that she wasn't the girl who I had seen earlier, on the hit notice, which meant someone else was probably involved.

Sophia tilted her head at his lie, had he figured her out? Did he already know she was coming for him? She almost laughed at herself, of course he'd be on his guard if a strange woman had come asking for him in a house he rarely inhabited. She almost kicked herself at her carelessness, though she carried on, not able to do much more,
"Well," She smiled slightly, "do you know when he'll be back?"
She frowned as he shakes his head, then repeats his question, "What can I do for you?"
"Ah," she murmured, "well, I'd rather come in, and wait for him to return before I say anything, if you please?"
She put on her sweetest smile, and examined what his reaction might be, though of course his handsome face showed did not betray him his emotions, her smile widened as he shrugged his shoulders, and step back to let her in, though now he seemed to have a guarded expression on his face. She walked in a few stepped, turning as she heard Matthis close, and lock the door behind him.

come on guys dont let it die! Dx

aaah cant believe i forgot to post!! i will tonight i promise!!

You broke your promise! Dx

yes, so im writing right now

I clicked the lock behind me and walked into the kitchen, "Want any food?"

I searched the cabinets, but knew even before she entered the room that there wouldn't be anything there.

"No, I'm fine."

"Good. 'Cuz I dont have anything to offer." I paused, "haven't been here in a while. How'd you know to come here anyways?"

"This is the address I was given."

"True, but did you wait for me to get here? I don't come by often, the chances of running into me are slim."

I wasn't much of one for talking to people, so I hoped she hadn't caught on. But in some way I did. I kind of wanted a fight.

Sophie smiles slightly, she'd caught him out. She meets his eye, and speaks in an enticing voice, "I wasn't looking for you, unless you were lying when you said you weren't Roland."
She raises an eyebrow and gives a small smile, she could see that he knew he'd been caught out, waiting for his save. He seemed to look at her blankly before saying, "I wasn't lying. Though I don't think my brother will be round for a while, are you sure you don't want to come back-"
She cut him off quickly, "No, I'll wait." She smiles, her hand moving to her hip, casually, to make sure her blade is still there, she can feel her revolver strapped to her ankle beneath her jeans, just in case. She watches him carefully, she can see that he wants a fight. Though that wasn't usually her way.
She gives him a slow, seductive smile, her voice full of implications, "I guess, if he won't be home for some time, you could help me with the matter that I needed to talk with your brother about?" She tilts her head, taking a step forwards, her hands still on her hips.

A mysterious strand of flu swept through the globe killing many. All but one of the people in this story survived the outbreak. After the flu vanished as mysteriously as it appeared he was among the group of scientists that spent the remainder of their days trying to unlock the secret of the disease. They never did discover what they were seeking. The virus was documented in history as another dark time for humanity not unlike the Black Death.

THE END