Chapter 2 'Principis Pugione'

HARAYA'S POV

Despicable!

How dare that man showing his face to me now that he has no one to rely on?!

Childish!

I didn't realise that I had broken the mirror in front of me if my guardian didn't stop me from hitting it. So what?! Another scar wouldn't be a problem. All that man care about is money, status and this damn Agency!

"Haraya-," my guardian didn't continue to say anything when I glared at her.

"What? You're here to tell me that I should go to Russia?! You of all people in this damn Agency should know that I have something to do before I leave this forsaken world. I'm not ready to die yet. The revenge that the Agency gave me was not enough! I have to find the person responsible for my birth!" Lady Red tried to calm me down, but I don't care.

The CM has gone too far!

"Haraya. Please stop acting like a child!" I almost lost control of my fist when my guardian said that. How dare this woman said I'm childish!

"Get yourself away from the broken mirror and drink this tea. I'll clean it up for you before I leave." This aroma.

It's rose tea.

Lady Red knows how to calm my nerve, and I hate this side of her. I took a sip while I watched Lady Red cleans up the broken mirror. The tea tastes funny, and when I realised that Lady Red put something in my drink, it was too late for me to do anything.

***

*On the plane to Russia*

When I opened my eyes, I tried to move my hands, but it seems that my guardian has done some extra precaution about the way I'll react to this.

"Lady Red, you're dead once I'm free from this. You do know that, right?" I turned to face my guardian, who seems to be enjoying her book.

"You can try but don't forget that I was the one who trained you." My guardian smiled before patted my head. I shake my head because I hate it when she touches me like that. I'm a full-grown adult, and yet she still treated me as if I am a child.

"Do you need something to drink, or perhaps something to eat?" I didn't reply or react to her question.

"Suit yourself. Don't blame me if you're starving to death. We still have a long way before we reach Moscow." At the moment, I don't mind starving myself to death. What this woman doing is going against my right as a human being! This woman practically drugged my tea and forced me to be on this plane!

I can try to release myself, but knowing Lady Red, her team is probably among these passengers. Before I could even jump off the plane, they would probably tranquillise me! There's no escaping other than completing my mission now. I sighed heavily when I look out the window.

"I'm sorry, okay. I have no choice but to do this. I know that you're probably mad at me for forcing you to be here. But, Haraya, I have a family to care for. My husband is not doing well with his job, and I can't afford to lose this job. I promise that once we complete this mission, I'll do whatever I can to find your family." That's a fair bargain.

"Who should I be aware of?"

"Thank you, Haraya. So, about the identity of the person who should be protecting your target; we can't get our hands on any information. Everything was so vague that even I had trouble understanding the real situation." So, in other words, we have no intel whatsoever?

"Are you telling me that you have no visual of the enemy I should be wary of? So even in this flight, one or two of the passenger here is the enemy?" Lady Red shrugged. I wish I could pinch the bridge of my nose, but my hands are tied on the armrest.

"Isn't it time for you to release me?" Lady Red smiled as she cuts the ribbons from my wrists. Did she plan to stop the circulation of my blood? As I rubbed my wrist, I noticed a few things that seem odd in my eyes.

"There are a few individual keeps on looking back at us. This is so not you, Lady Red. How can you be so careless?" Last Red places a finger on her lips.

"Why do you think I brought my team along?" She smiled. I see. Well, if they're around, I don't have to worried about anything.

"Normally I would suggest that we took the Agency's private plane, but since you have such a reputation in Russia, that's going to be hard. Our enemy could just shoot us down if they want to. That is why I thought that riding a commercial flight is safer. It seems like I was wrong." Something is not right when I watch the monitor, which shows the flying route of the plane; seems to be different than where it should be.

"They're making their move before we entered Russian's air. What should we do? Should I proceed?" I was ready to make my move against the enemy, but Lady Red told me to stay on my seat.

"I am surprised by how calm you are. Aren't you afraid that the enemies hijacked this plane with everyone inside?" I shrugged my shoulder.

"You should ask yourself the same question." I smiled.

"I've been in multiple situations where I have to be selfish to survive." I chuckled.

"Are you sure?" Lady Red's confidence seems to disappear from her expression when she heard a child crying.

"We went completely off route now, and there has been no announcement. Now, will you let me handle this situation?" Lady Red pinched the bridge of her nose before giving me her permission to proceed.

"Be careful. Your mission is to make sure we landed safely in Moscow." Lady Red got up from her seat and waited for me to walked out.

"Roger that." Now, let's see what kind of person that wishes to see me dead.

***

Every morning, I always asked myself why did I decide to be an assassin rather than being someone with a career. Then I remembered that since the day I was born, no one ever wants me. Hell, even my parents abandoned me to an orphanage which then abuses me and sells me off to a brothel.

The time I spent at the orphanage was an experience I wish to forget. I don't understand why did after I burned the place down and even murdered all those who abuse me; I don't feel satisfied. Then I thought perhaps I hadn't shown the brothel who they were messing with.

Once again, I was wrong. I still don't feel satisfied after murdering those who associated with the brothel. Then I asked myself, what do I truly want in this life?

For years I've been asking myself this question while killing my target, which was provided by The Agency. Perhaps I do feel at ease when I kill someone. Seeing how they face death was exciting at first but now- as I killed a group of other assassins who targeted me on this flight- rather than feeling excited, I felt annoyed instead.

"How many more death will satisfy you! We choose to surrender! You don't have to raise your dagger any-," I didn't wait for him to finish when I stabbed his neck and let his blood soiled the carpeted floor.

"I don't have time to listen to your request. You all should know better than to target me. Is this the face of someone who scared of you just because you have a bigger and stronger physique than I am?" I asked the remaining assassins whom I believed has piss their pants upon seeing me waltz into the first class without a care in the world.

"Please spare us. We're willing to do anything for you. Just spare our life!" They begged as I approach them.

"I believe the pilot is your friend?" I asked. The man nodded. Well, that explained the bodies of the original pilot and co-pilot that I saw with a gunshot wound on the head as I was making my way in.

"You're a threat to me- I don't have a choice but to kill you now since you originally here to kill me first. I will always repay my enemies 'kindness' with 'kindness'." I smiled before stabbing his chest multiple times before gauging his eyes with my dagger that will serve as a gift for the current pilot and co-pilot.

"Haraya." Lady Red was standing behind me as I am meticulously taking his eyes out.

"Just what are you doing?" Lady Red inquired.

"I'm making a gift out of his eyes. The remaining enemies are inside the cockpit. They killed the original pilot and co-pilot along with the flight attendants who works in the first class." I explained everything that I find out before facing my guardian with a smile.

"I'll proceed to the cockpit now." Lady Red nodded before I went to the cockpit.

"We're almost to our designated destination. As we had planned, we will kill the other passenger and keep the target alive." I smiled when the co-pilot turned to face me.

"Enem-," before he could say the word, I stabbed his neck and made him choke his blood. The pilot didn't even know what to do when he saw me stabbing his co-pilot.

"Here," I throw him the eyes I took from his colleague. He screamed when he catches the eye with his hands.

"Your mission ended here. Now, I suggest you pray as hard as you can because you're not going to live for long." I whispered into his ears.

"Oh God-," I stabbed his neck, grabbed him by the collar and just pulled him away from the pilot seat- letting him bleed to death.

"Now, how am I suppose to bring this plane back to its original course?" I asked no one in particular.

"Hey, Lady Red! I don't remember how to do this." My guardian walked into the cockpit with a heavy sigh.

"Move. I'll do it." I did as told and went to sit on the co-pilot seat after moving the dead body while my guardian is doing whatever she can to land the plane in Moscow.

"I had informed the freelance cleaning crew, and they will be waiting for us at the airport. I hope they're ready to see what you've done to the place. To be honest Haraya, even The Agency cleaning crew were astounded by the work that they even given you a nickname." I am proud to know that someone thought highly of me.

"And what would that nickname be?" I asked with a smile.

"'Principis pugione'," I raised an eyebrow.

"Dagger princess? Why? Because I like using my dagger to kill my target?" My guardian shrugged.

"Well, you preferred to kill using a dagger. You will not feel satisfied if you didn't make a mess of your target; am I right?" It's my turn to shrug.

"Sure. You can say that. Anyway, we can use this to prove to the FO that a mole is working among us. There is no way this group of assassins knows where and when we're going to Moscow. Man, the FO needs to step up his game. If the CM knows about this, he's going to be in trouble." I giggled as I imagine the expression the FO will make once he knew about this.

My guardian would probably never let his ass go too.

"I know what to do once we get home. All you have to do is focus on your mission." Well, isn't that what I've been doing?

"You need to change your clothes. We can't let anyone see you like that. Lucky for you that I brought a few spare of clothes with me. It might not be practical for your mission, but at least it'll keep you warm." Another reason why I avoid going to Russia is because of the weather.

"Also, please avoid using any kind of bladed weapon on this mission. I advise you to use a long-range weapon such as guns or perhaps a bow. Just don't use your dagger nor the samurai sword you received as a gift from one of our client." But I like close-range combat.

It gives me pleasure in seeing my target suffer before they die. This mission is such a betty buzzkill.

"Don't give me that look. I understand your frustration, but please refrain yourself from doing anything that might attract unwanted attention." I waved my hands, telling her that I understand the situation loud and clear.

I don't need to hear her long lecture about The Agency's protocol. As long as my guardian provided me with the weapon she spoke off, I'm okay with anything.

"Well? What are you waiting for? Go and change into cleaner clothes." My guardian can be a pain in the ass if she wants to.