This story has been written quickly and hardly editied so excuse my mistakes please.

Prologue

Have you ever felt like your life was spinning out of control?

Like the world is trying to make you hate yourself?

Well that is how I felt today sitting in my bathroom with the door locked and tears streaming down my red cheeks. I pressed my feet against the grey doors of the sink cabinet and cursed myself for being such an idiot.

I should have seen it coming.

I have never been able to keep a best friend, they always ended up getting annoyed with me or I sabotaged our relationship. The salty tears kept running down my face and I was singing to myself, I don’t know why, but when I sing it makes me feel better. Although I was still crying and still wondering what I did this time, why my best friend suddenly hates me.

Then again there was always the obvious reason.

The one that stared me in the face every time I dared to look.

I was too different, they were too shallow.

I stood and saw my face reflected in the shining mirror.

There it was, plan as day. My scar caressed my face all the way down from the corner of my bright blue eye to my chin, mutating the right side of my face. Then there were the less obvious signs, like the slight twist in my mouth where the scar split in two, the speckles of green in my piercing eyes, the dark circles that could only be accumulated when not receiving enough sleep, the jet black hair which was shocking in comparison to my snow white skin and then there was the birthmark, I couldn’t see it, but I knew it was there. Just under my hair at the nape of my neck was a mark, it was shaped like a bird, with two flames licking either side of it, a phoenix, and it marked me for who I was.

A hunter.

Born to slip between the cracks. Born to sit in silence at the back of the class. Born to kill.

I shouldn’t have been so foolish as to think I would ever be allowed friends. No one wants to be friends with a killer. No one wants me. I had trusted her with everything, and then I ruined it.

I should have known that my happiness wouldn’t last long.

I should have known she would stop caring about me eventually.

I should have known that she wouldn’t want to be friends with a Crimson Assassin.

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