"Mommy, can I please go play on the swings?" Kylie asks as she looks up at her mother.

Her mom looks down at her with a troubled expression.

"Kylie, you know very well that I can't see you from here if you go to the sings. Just stay by the playground."

The park was constructed weird, or at laest, that's what Kylie's mom, Mrs. Carson thought. The playground and benchs were placed in the center, woods surrounding it. Then the bathrooms were far off to the left. And behind the bathrooms, half hiding in the woods, were the swings. Kids usually don't go and play with them because they are hidden from any parents sight.

"Awe, please mommy...please, please, please-"

"No, Kylie, you either play in the playground, or we are going home." Mrs. Carson says, getting frustrated with her daughter.

Kylie huffs, then runs over to the playground and starts to climb up.

Mrs. Carson sighs, looking down at the babystroller that is next to her.

Kylie looks over and sees her mother fixated on Kylie's little sister. Kylie smiles, then starts to sneak off towards the bathrooms. If her mother caught her, then she can say she wanted to go to the bathroom, but in reality, she wants to go to those swings.

Kylie tip toes towards the bathrooms, but even if she had been stomping towards the bathroom, no one would have heard her over the roar of the kids on the playground.

Kylie makes it to the side of the bathroom, then walks around it until she reaches the swings, one half sticking out of the woods, while the other half is in.

Kylie sits on the seat that is sticking out of the woods and starts to puch herself. Kylie is laughing so hard and having too much fun, to notice two grown men walking up to her, one carrying rope, the other a blanket or cloth of some sort.

Kylie opens her eyes and screams when she sees the two men standing in front of her, both wearing a menacing smirk.

"Come quiet and we won't hurt ya." The tall man that is carrying the rope says.

"Yeah, yeah." The short and chubby one says, holding the cloth in his left hand.

"MOMMY!" Kylie screams, "MOMMY! HELP ME, MOMMY!"

But she's too far away and the laughter of the kids in the playground masks her screaming.

"I guess we're going to have to do this the hard way." The tall man smirks, getting closed to Kylie, holding out the rope in front of him.

Kylie jumps off the swings and turns to run, but the man grabs her from behind and immidaitely starts to rap the rope around her, consticting her movement.

While Kylie is screaming her lungs out and fighting against her constiction, Mrs. Carson finally notices her disappearance.

"Kylie? Kylie? Kylie?!" Mrs. Carson frantically yells, looking around the park.

Mrs. Carson gets the stoller and starts towards the swings, thinking that Kylie might have snuck over there.

"Mom...mommy..." Kylie closes her eyes as she intakes whatever the man had put on the cloth.

The chubby man had put the cloth he had been holding in his hands and put it over her mouth and nose to make her shut up. Soon, Kylie falls unconcious with the lack of oxygen and because of the chemicals that were on the cloth.

"Let's go before someone comes and finds us here." The talls man says, putting Kylie who is still wrapped up in the rope, over his left shoulder.

"Kylie!" Mrs. Carson yells as she reaches the bathrooms, still not having a veiw of the swings.

"We have to hide!" The chubby man whispered.

"Into the trees!" The talls man says, diving behind a tree just in time as Mrs. Carson rounds the corner of the bathrooms.

Mrs. Carson takes a sharp breath in as she realizes Kylie isn't there. Then she starts to sob.

"Kylie!" She sobs, "Where are you? KYLIE!"


9 Years Later

"I'm sorry Mr. Burn, but will you please sent Kylie Anderson to the front office,`she will be going home." A voice says over the intercom.

Mr. Burn turns to the girl with long black hair and nods to her, letting her know that she can go.

Kylie smirks and gets up from her desk and struts out of the classroom. Kylie doesn't turn around when she feels all the guys looking at her, she's used to it.

Kylie walks down the halls, her long black hair swishing behind her.

"Hey Ky, wait up for me!" A voice yells behind her.

Kylie turns around and finds herself staring into a pair of hazel eyes.

"Cris, what are you doing here? You're not skipping class without me are you?" Kylie asks, winking at her best friend.

"No, I would never do that to you," Cris says, winking back at her. "No, they told me I was leaving early and if you're leaving early too, that means one thing..."

"Mission time." Kylie says with excitement.

Kylie grabs Cris' hand and practically drags him to the front of the school, where a black limo type car is waiting for them.

Kylie and Cris run up to the limo and get in. They are greeted with two other people, one a boy and the other a girl. The four teenagers the same age.

"So, what do you think we're going to do today? I hope it's fun, the last mission was boring." A redheaded girl comaplains from her seat next to the window.

"Come on Chelsea, robbing an international, highly equiped bank is not boring." A guy with dirty blonde hair argues.

"Daniel, shut up." Chelsea says as she narrows her dirty brown eyes at Daniel.

"Come on guys, stop arguing. I bet you'll end up kissing by the end of this mission." Kylie says while laughing, Cris joining her.

Chelsea scoffs. "Yeah right, like I would kiss...that."

"Like I would kiss...her." Daniel says, narrowing his blue eyes at Chelsea.

Cris and Kylie look at each other and begin to laugh again. They already know the young couple. Chelsea and Daniel have been an off and on again couple ever since they began to date two years ago. They never admit it, but they do have feelings for each other.

"Speaking about couples," Chelsea says with a wide smirk, looking at Kylie, "What's up with you and Cristopher here?"

Cris immediatly turns red and turns his head to look out the window, but Kylie has a non-emotion face on, even though inside she's screaming, "What the hell are you talking about?!"

"I don't understand Chelsea, what are you trying to say?" Kylie asks, looking Chelsea in the eyes.

Chelsea looks into Kylie's green eyes and immediately recoils.

"Nothing, I'm sorry...I didn't mean anything." Chelsea says, quickly looking out of the window.

"That's what I thought." Kylie says, still looking at Chelsea with daggers.

Yeah, Kylie was the bitch of the group. She was raised that way. So she can be the worlds best assassin, she has to be a mean and cruel bitch. She has to be bad.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 31.07.2011

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