"Asselyum,"
Asselyum walked through the New York crowd on the streets, drenched in the rain, looking at everyone's attire while everyone looked at hers. She saw a diversity of humans, tall, short, brunette, blonde, dark, white, young and old. Children. "They've killed everyone. Nicole and I probably won't be alive by the time you come back. But you are fighting for a greater cause,"
She had never seen children before. She leaned at a poor, homeless kid selling flowers. She looked at how small her proportions were, so easily destructible, so vulnerable to violence. She was, she believed, a defect or a mutation of some sort. Shee stared back at Asselyum and offered her a flower, "This will be a dirty job," She took the flower from her hands, "But that's what dirty people do,"
She brought her hands forward, "That'll be two dollars,"
Asselyum looked at her, "I do not have money,"
"Oh, then, you're like me?" She asked.Asselyum looked at her fragile arms, "No, I most certainly am not,"
She returned the flower back to her, "You'd cry if you'd know the number of graves I've stood on,"
She looked at Asselyum gently, "If that is so, you must be really full of sorrow. Keep it,""Be a good girl,"
Asselyum was left standing alone in those crowded streets, looking around at people who were busy among themselves. The flower burnt in her hands and soon turned to ashes.
"Daddy loves you,"
She pressed her fingers into her left ear, "Mik, Norman, Vill. Can you guys hear me?" There was no reply "Am I really the only one here?" A woman soon bumped into her and yelled, "Can't you fucking see, bitch?" She chewed gum as she removed her sunglasses. She was dressed in a black top and black synthetic shorts with a leather belt around her waist and a golden chain around her neck, "I like your style,"
"Whatever, move it, bitch!"
"Okay," Asselyum picked her up on her shoulders and walked into a narrow, empty street, soaking up the city's drainage, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, BITCH!? PUT ME DOWN!"
Asselyum threw her down and looked down at her, "Give me your clothes,"
She got up, "I'm calling the motherfucking cops on you," She picked up her phone and dialled but Asselyum grabbed her hand and crushed the phone while it was still in her hand, crushing her fingers with the phone. She screamed but Asselyum covered her mouth, "You are so loud, you heat up my systems.She gave her a blow on her head and knocked her out.
"Should've done this beforehand,"After changing, she moved towards a car parked alongside a shop. She looked at the car as her eyes glowed brightly. The car doors unlocked by themselves and opened up for her. She sat inside the car and found a pair of leather gloves on the dashboard. She wore them and started driving. Her eyes projected that same list of four names,
"Technician -Lupin Kuznetsov
Coordinator- Jimmy Valentine
Mechanic- Axel
Controller- Slaine"The list had all their details and credentials.
"Slaine." She said, speeding up the car. She drove at full speed. The speedometer of the car ran from 100 to 120, but suddenly a policeman saw her and blew his whistle signalling her to stop. She applied the brakes immediately. The policeman walked to the car and looked at her for a while, then he said, "Young lady, do you know how fast you were driving? It's very dangerous." He continued his lecture while Asselyum looked at the gun kept in his pocket."Show me your license," He had his writing pad in his hand. She almost grabbed him by his throat but remembered her commend, "Do not make war,"
She raised her face towards him and touched his face "I've got better things to show."

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