"Mission cleared," Emily said while walking out of the hotel room 625. Emily has been trained as an assassin ever since the age when she was adopted, it was about 9 years ago. Around midnight while she was asleep on her bed, she heard some rustling noises outside and woke up but soon fell back asleep as she didn't think too much about it. Her parents were still asleep and so was she, that was when the sound of someone setting the house on fire woke her up, however, she couldn't remember much of what had happened as she fainted immediately after waking up. When she woke up the next day, she was in a house with an unfamiliar ceiling and people around her while her parents were nowhere to be seen. All of a sudden, she was being adopted into this family and she has gotten herself a new name, the name, 'Chessity'.
As Emily walks out of the hotel, waiting there is a red Honda Civic waiting for her, going up to the car she opened the door and sat inside closing it after her. "So, how did the mission go Emily?" A matured man's voice asked, "It was easy, a shot straight towards his heart and he was done for." She smirked.
"I'm glad it went well, your father, Jordan must be very proud of you." She sighed causing the driver, Mr. Henderson to ask "What's wrong Emily? You seem troubled even though you've completed the mission." She looked down to the carpet that was laid down in the car and said "No matter how many missions I have completed, Father will never be proud of me... the people father cares more about is Kelly and Kaylin they are much better assassins compared to me despite us being the same age and they are my sisters." the driver stopped the car causing Emily to look out of the window "We are here, your father is waiting for you inside. Oh, and before you go, do not compare yourself to your sisters too much because for as long as I have known them, they began training since the age of 4, you, however, have only started training 9 years ago at the age of 7." Emily thanked Mr. Henderson for the support and gave him a weak smile, after he drove off, she calmed herself before entering the large and cold mansion right in front of her which she calls home. . .