Heather's: Weekly Story (early surprise)

Before I start, I'll give some information.

This is a short story I'll be making here, right now, on the spot.

I'm doing this for fun, so you may criticize, but I won't care about what you think, as this is for fun only, and for the fellow FF members to read and enjoy.

I'll be using this font for my stories.

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Details:

Genre: Short chapter, action.

Storyline: An assassin is sent to kill Erika, a young girl in training to become an assassin. Why kill her? Because she's the key to ultimate chaos. What the assassin doesn't know, is that Erika is her sister, about to find out about her elder sister, being an assassin, and about to attempt to kill her.

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"Here's the address, I'll have one of my men hold the child in place once you get there. Wear casual clothing, but enough to hide your identity and face." the man ordered. I nodded, and took the paper, finding the address of a school.

"Sir, this is a school address," I said to him, in a low, raspy voice. "Yes, what about that?" he snapped impatiently. "So, you want me to assassinate a child, correct?"

I asked, my voice starting to shake. It's been easy for me to hunt adults, because they knew what was wrong and did it anyways. I was just doing what was right. But children, they do things accidentally, and they do not deserve to die.

The man shook of anger, barking at me. "You ask too many questions! Is it hard for you to kill a child? A simple job, and you can't do it! I demand my money back!"

I shook my head. "No, sir, I will do it." I said calmly. He huffed, and spat at me. Almost losing my patience, I balled my hands into a fist and stormed out of the room.

I walked towards the school, going in through the entrance. I looked around for any dangerous looking men, but found no one. I attended this school when I was young. My sister stays at this school now, and I fear the man might have told me to come after her. But he did not tell me if it was a boy or girl.

Maybe,' I thought, 'I can rescue the child. I'll just find him, and bring him home.' I walked around, looking for anything suspicious.

Then I heard a child's whimper. My head whipped to my left, into an alley with a big, burly man chuckling. "Cute little kid, here, eh? You the assassin Boss sent? You look too skinny, gal." I nodded, ignoring his insult.

"Leave now so I can get the job done." I nodded towards the girl the man was holding, but she was covering her face. "Nah, I want to have fun too," he laughed. "Get away from her, don't touch her. I said I'll get the job done." I growled angrily, taking a step towards him. He seemed unfazed, but now he was grinning.

"Yeah? And what will you do when I do this?" he shoved the girl, and she hit the wall, hard. She yelped and covered her face, sobbing. I ran to him, holding my secret dagger. "You little-" I hissed, but he grabbed me and shoved me forward. I huffed.

I held my dagger out and grinned. "You won't get close to me, darling," he smirked.

"Wouldn't worry about that if I were you," I said and threw the dagger at him.

It plunged into his heart, leaving him with a shocked expression, until he dropped to the ground, his white shirt turning red and his face white and lifeless. I sighed.

"Don't worry, I'll help you." I said to the girl softly, walking towards her.

The girl tensed as I approached her, and when I reached my hand out, she turned to me and twisted my hand. "Killers, all of you!" she cried, elbowing my guts. I wheezed, looking at her, shocked at her skills.

I underestimated her- "Erika," I gasped, coughing uncontrollably. Tears dropped down her face as she turned to me, surprised. "Agatha!" she hugged me.

"Did you get them?" she asked, her face afraid. "Them?" I blinked. She nodded. "Three. Two men, one woman. The woman killed that man," she pointed, gagging.

I tensed. "Yes, I drove the woman away, but there was only one-" I heard a gun cock. "Well, well. You two know each other?" a man said mischievously. He cocked his head, wondering who to kill first.

I rolled over and grabbed Erika, and pushed her away. "Run!" I shouted at her, kicking the man's legs down. I clutched my stomach, painful from Erika's attack earlier. It was... impressive.

The man groaned, reaching for his gun. I picked it up, aiming at him.

About to shoot his head, I glanced at Erika, looking at me, begging to forgive him. I sighed, and instead threw the gun towards Agatha and stomped on the man's guts. He gasped and cried out loudly.

We were not near the school anymore, so nobody could hear us.

My eyes turned cold. "If Erika weren't here, I'd have fun gouging out your eyes and cutting your stomach open," I hissed. The man shook, nodding and peeing his pants (he really did). I rolled my eyes.

"Let's go," I said to Erika. She nodded and walked with me. I picked the gun up and told Erika to leave without me. She nodded with understanding (and fear), and I shot the man's knees before leaving to protect Erika. He yelled in pain as I kept the gun and left him.


At home, Erika stared at me. When I looked back at her, she'd look away as if she was interested in something else.

I sighed.

"Yes, I'm an assassin," I admitted, but it was already obvious.

Erika kept quiet for a while.

"So am I," she confessed, and my eyes widened and I looked at her, stunned. She fumbled with her fingers. "I-In training... My t-teachers say I'm s-skilled a-and I'll be a g-good assassin one day... Like y-you at my a-age." she stuttered.

"You knew all along...?" I breathed.

She nodded, biting her lips.

I nodded back, unable to accept that fact that my 12-year old sister knew about me, and hid it so easily.

And she was an assassin in training!

This was unbelievable...
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Hope you liked this! I'm not really that good in writing, so... Yup!


-Heather

Writing: Heather
Editing: Heather
Designing: Heather

 To Be Continued...

UPDATE: Where are the other two? Well, here's the answer.

You guys may be wondering, 'Hey, where are the other two girls?'

Well, they're not here.

YET.

See, Crystal and Heather have planned a surprise for them.

Their first, very own official group blog.

Two of us will be telling them soon, very soon.

On April 3rd, to be exact.

Both of us have also noticed something.

We usually plan everything for the group.

But Heather enjoys it very much, so does Crystal.

Now, at the end of every blog, we will use:

Writing:
Editing:
Designing:

To be continued...

That would be for the regular Fearsome Foursome blogs. But if it's in one of the individual's pages, it will be the same, just in their coded colours.

That's about it.

- Fearsome Foursome members.

Writing: Heather
Editing: Heather
Designing: Heather


To Be Continued...

UPDATE - Personal Pages and a Shout Box!

"Hey! This place is all JuMBLeD up! Where are my posts? Can anyone answer me? Why isn't anyone saying anything?!"

Hang in there, buddy! I will be back in a second with pizza a solution to your problem!

And here I am! With the first update! First off, I added Pages. For your convenience on finding posts. One home page isn't enough, you know? "You used labels, didn't you?" Well, yes I did! I found out that using the labels tactic is faster and easier. Don't think I'm lazy... Off to the second one! As you can see on your right hand side, I have added a Shout Box so that we can chat with one another, even though we already have a main chat group in Google Hangouts...

-Crystal

Hey It's Crystal!

Hey guys, it's Crystal! And I am going to introduce myself, well not letting out ALL my personal info, yea but just basic stuff you might wanna know about me :) Also, please note that Crystal is just my fake name.

I am the second youngest in the group. I am a passionate athlete and artist, and I love to read and write. I am the illustrator and designer for the Fearsome Foursome Blog. Sometimes I do the writing.

You might wanna know how I met with Sheriff, Heather and Peneloppe. Well, for Sheriff, I met her since grade 1, through the same class. We carried on being classmates and good friends until grade 3 when we were in different classes, then grade 4, she moved to another school. Then we met again in grade 5, and thats also the time when I met Heather and Peneloppe. The four of us have been very close friends from late grade 5. Now I shall describe what i think of each of them in 1 word. Sheriff, chill. Heather, funny. Peneloppe, beautiful. I described them using the closest word. But if you ask me to describe them in as many words as i can, well, the list goes on and on. They are the best of the best friends I ever have. They're always there whenever I need them. I can even talk to them about my problems! 

That's about it! Bai!

-Crystal

Heather's Introduction :)

Hey! What's up? This is my very own introduction for the Fearsome Foursome blog.

As you may know, I am the oldest in the group, but only by a few months. I am a passionate writer/poet, and I am quite fond of singing. But there's just one little problem.

I've got social anxiety.

You may think it's a minor problem, that it's just nothing to worry about, but you've got it all wrong. This is a huge problem for me but I am fighting to conquer and defeat my social anxiety once and for all.

I am a writer and editor for the Fearsome Foursome blog, but sometimes I design too. I try to publish during my free time, but sometimes I might not be able to help or publish anything in this blog we have. Well, that's one good thing about this being four of us. We help each other. Welp, that's what friends are for.

I love to read books and play games, my favourite genres for books are action, adventure, mystery and a bit of fantasy. Perfection! I like to play action-based games (just because I'm a girl, doesn't mean I can't like it, okay?), and adventure too.

Enough about me (even though it's my introduction), now I'll talk about the others and my (friendly) relationship with them.

Penneloppe has been my friend since second grade. She had been the only true friend I've ever had, everyone else were just bullies and fakers. For Crystal and Sheriff, I met them during fifth grade, I'm guessing. I hadn't talked to them much though (because of social anxiety), I only did during late sixth grade. We started chatting on social medias and websites, until we became friends and eventually, close friends. I have never had friends as kind and caring as them before, therefore I am grateful for them.

I never talked to anybody about my problems before, other than my siblings. So once I found out they were actually supporting and comforting me with my problems, I felt very comfortable with them. I really do love speaking to them about my problems, it just eases the tight knot in my stomach just a tiny bit. They help me solve the problems, and not make them worse like my other 'friends' do. Normal people would tease me about my problems. "You're too shy to make a speech, you chicken!" they'd say, or sometimes, "Oh, come on. Don't be such a baby." But three of them are special, different. They'd always cheer me up by saying, "Try again. Don't give up, we believe in you!" or something like, "Don't listen to them, they're weird, in a bad way. You're amazing!" which would put a smile to my face.

Anyways, onto the describing.

Crystal had told me to do this, and everyone else has to too. I'm going to describe the three with only one word. 

Crystal: Brave
Penneloppe: Good-looking
Sheriff: Chill

That's about it. Baibai!

-Heather

Writing: Heather
Editing: Heather
Designing: Heather

To Be Continued...

FF Introduction

Hello, and welcome to the Fearsome Foursome blog/diary!

This blog is made by and for four very close friends, by the names of Crystal, Sheriff, Heather and Peneloppe. These are all fake code names.
We are all brave young ladies, and if you want to know, we have fake names because, well, why not? It's also because we'd like not to use our real names, for privacy.


Four of us will share this blog and use it as a diary/journal. We type in the most interesting things that happened during the week, and post it over here, so there will be around four blogs a week (Sundays). Then, some of us have hobbies or talents we'd like to share, such as Crystal's drawings, Heather's stories and others. (details will be in the self introduction)

For some information, Heather is the oldest (not stating the age), and Sheriff is the youngest. Here, age doesn't matter. This friendship is very strong, and is hard to tear apart. Whoever dares to try, will not like what's coming. Fearsome Foursome is a group of strong, brave, kind, caring, girls who try their best for everything.

-Fearsome Foursome members.

Writing: Crystal
Editing: Heather
Designing: Heather

To Be Continued...