Prologue: I set my bow down on the frozen soil, satisfied with my arrow shot. It went through the deer with such perfection that their was no blood, only victory. A wave of satisfaction traveled through my body, with a jolt of adrenaline. I have always loved seeing the fear in my prey’s eyes; The desperate cry for help and the meaningless tears from my victims; the hope of escape right before my deadly force put them into an eternal sleep; Some people would call me a monster, but I consider myself a healer. I will have nothing standing in my way of completing my objective. No one has ever seen my face, or should I say no one alive has ever seen my face? Elvis’ familiar voice comes ringing into my mind. Subconsciously, I grab my phone and press in the general place where the end button should be. Luckily, I am right. I start to get up when the phone rings again, I answered grumpily, “Who is this?” I said coldly. “It’s me.” The robotic voice crackled. “ I need you to dig up dirty infomation about my business partner, Curt Michael. He has been sucking all the funds from our …show more content…
Why am I here? I ask myself. I don’t belong here. I don’t belong anywhere… I stare at my reflection in the window: A ruthless man; A cold-blooded animal with a constant scowl; A face hungry for blood and body trained to kill. But inside… I feel alone… I suddenly feel mad, angry at people who have friends, people who have wives and children, and people who can go to work everyday and not worried about getting killed… I bang the air conditioner below the window, not worrying about the pain that had caused. Why? I ask myself, Why did I choose to go down this road? Didn’t I know this would’ve happened? Confucius’ advice floats to my mind, “choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.” I Sighed deeply, hoping that their is way