Artemis' POV
Today's the day I'm meeting the rest of my family. I'm not gonna lie, I am a little nervous. I'm in my closet trying to pick out an outfit when I hear my phone ping, telling me I have a new message.
(A-Artemis Z-Zane)A- Hey Z what's up
Z- Hey DJ I'm at the door
A- Alright I'm coming out now
I put the phone down and walk downstairs to the front door and open it. I see Zane there with a duffel bag.
"You forgot your gym bag." he says.
"Thanks Z. How's the gym here doing so far?"
"It's all going good DJ. I hope to see there for a little training." he says before his phone pings. "I gotta go DJ. One of my clients just called and needs help with a little training. Don't slack off."
"Bye Z." I say. If you're confused let me explain. Me and Zane were talking in code. The duffle bag he brought doesn't have gym clothes in it. It has my weapons. My guns, knives, bow, and arrow kit. Yes I make my own arrows. It's a small portable kit. I wasn't lying when I said he has a gym here. However when he said that one of his clients needed help, he meant he got called in for a mission. Still confused? Well I'll just spit it out.
I'm an assassin. My name is Shadow Hunter because I hunt people from within the shadows. I'm part of the Deadly Assassins, a group that trains people to go on missions. We're trained to kill. We kill mafia leaders, gang leaders, we create chaos among the world. However, we also save people. Women, children, men, anyone who's innocent. We only kill people who deserve It. I won't explain how I got there right now but sometime in the future. Anyway I take the bag up to my room and put it in my closet. As I said before, I found a couple of hidden places. I place my guns all in one and my knives in another. I place my bow and quiver on a shelf on my wall since my family knows I love archery. Then I get back to the task at hand.
Time skip
It's the afternoon and the rest of my family will be here so I start getting ready. I put on some white jeans with a sunflower long sleeve shirt and my all white checkered vans.
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Lost and Found
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