Chapter 2 LoachesVille

I moved into this town six years ago for one reason and one reason alone: to start life afresh and that's exactly what LoachesVille gave me and more.

I wasn't delusional to think that I would somehow magically stop looking over my shoulders and lead a worry free life but I didn't account for the fact that I would occasionally feel worse. I didn't even know that sometimes especially when I'm not around these new people that bring light to my life, when I'm by my lonesome, sometimes I fall into a pit of despair for apparently no reason and it makes me feel like a fraud. I guess he was right when he said -"you can't kill as many people as you have and live happily ever after." but I can and I will.

The people here are nice and strange and crazy. Even in this 21st century they are still technologically behind by a lot. A small group of people in town still call technically devices 'white magic'. Crazy! But being around them is food for the soul.

When I'm alone I want to pick up a file and a MTs-116M suppressed sniper rifle and let loose. The thought alone gives me goosebumps but NO. I avoid being alone as much as possible. I'm better though. Compared to my anxious and obviously disturbed self from years ago, I'm doing awesome.

I found this place after a mission nine years ago, I had just finished off my client in one clean shot -if I might add, it was a busy week and I was high on my kills. Twelve consecutive clean kills in five days. Four of those kills were from that day alone. I wasn't as invincible as I was feeling and my target had way more physical protection (guards) than I thought so I jumped into the ocean because I rather die than ruin my reputation by getting caught. but even death did not want me. I was bashed and bloody bruised but ended up in this crazy town where the crazy people treated me even with the knife and guns strapped to my body. not one of my weapons were missing. the townsfolk that treated me arranged my weapons on a mat by the bed as if it was a casual belonging to pickup later.

They said I have a heart shaped like theirs.

They nursed me back to health and showed me the way to the next town when I requested. The next town was quite far off but it had tangible technology and is actually on the map. I left and didn't return until three years later when I realized... I finally realized that my life wasn't healthy.

If you are still missing the clues and need things to be spelt out, I am an assassin. Was. I was an assassin. The kind that had a license from the government to operate 'cause they were regular clients.

-"This man is becoming a social nuisance."

"My 2 million?"

"Sent"

Bam. 'Social nuisance' dead. No questions asked.

So I was a good assassin, the best assassin, a rich assassin, A lost person...

I also have a limp. But that is beyond this discussion.

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"your shoes are ugly" I ignored the voice because for some reason, Nile had decided that 'your shoe are ugly' would be her greeting for me.

She had been saying it daily since I started making and wearing my own shoes five years ago and she's not wrong. They really are ugly.

The sole of the other shoes in the village are hard and almost wooden but cute. Unfortunately, the sound of my own footsteps makes my skin crawl.

"Guess what!?" I grunted in response because why would any person sane or not, be happy and chirper in a bloody meat shop "I took the long way here so that I could finally catch a glimpse of the new guy that came to town yesterday morning. And I must say he is mighty handsome. I don't know what brought him here but with that kind of face and body? He is plenty welcomed. You have to see him. he is so smexy maybe when you see him you'll drop your steel chastity panties and finally get married.

The one that judges me so is almost my age and also unmarried.

"Barney is not going to be happy though. That man loves you soooo much. He even refused Monik and everyone wants Monik. Are you sure you're not one of those women lovers? I'm not a woman lover and I appreciate me some Monik. Maybe Barney is a man lover, that's why he's chasing the unattainable maybe he doesn't know how to pleasure a woman. *Gasp*. I know a few man lovers, I could set him up__"

"Nile." This crazy girl could go on and on. she could also march up to Barney and actively try to set him up with 'man lovers' I might not be too certain about Barney's other interests but the idea that he has no idea how to pleasure a woman is just wrong.

Yes. I've had few intricacies with Barney once and a good number of times over the past eight months and I'm quite ashamed that I may or may not be leading him on when I have no intention to settle down with him. When I know he deserves better. I shouldn't have...

..Barney is coming here?

The heavy footsteps sounds like him, the figure behind the tinted door looks like him... It is him.

"Good morning Leona"