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STORY STARTER
Write a story that contains an assassin as a character.
They do not have to be the main character, and you could take a twist on the real meaning of the word assassin.
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Carolyn ran wildly through the fields behind her grandparents house. It had been a horrible day today. Social Media was lit up with false accusations and doctored photos. Who could hate her that much? She collapsed against a huge weeping willow tree. She was panting hard, trying to see through her tears that soaked her face and blurred her vision.
How had this become her life in one short day?
D...
I finally worked my way to the top. My years of training have paid off. I’ve studied the ways the masters taught, using them as necessary to dole out justice. No one knows who I am, but that’s the beauty of it. My fame is in being unknown. My might is unparalleled in my circle, and I exude confidence in every tactic I use. Whoever decides to cross me will lose everything. I am an anonymous assassi...
“Carly, we have a job for you.” Mike whispered over the phone. “Ugh, what is it now?” I sigh. “I’ll send you a file.” “Can I bring the crew?” “Honestly, I don’t think it’s necessary!” “Wyatt’s my husband, and Naomi’s my best friend. They’re coming along or you’ll have to find someone else.” “Fine, if you insist.” “I do.” I hang up on him and call Naomi. “We got a job!” “I’ll get paid, right?” “Cou...
I’ve never used my powers spontaneously. Evidently my soulmate is too scared of what I am able to do — they must know.
The woman writhes around, shrieking in pain, and I want to feel bad. She’s not… she doesn’t deserve this, not really.
And the creature ripping her apart from the inside out laughs into my mind, snarling its delight at the ‘extra life’ within her. I try not to let my heart sink t...
“Kill the trader and you can be free,” said miss. Lee
“No catch?” I asked
“No catch.” She reassured me
I walked out of the room, a sinking weight in my stomach. either I kill him, or I stay a slave forever.
I have experience in tracking, so it wasn’t hard to find him.
He was in a hotel in the middle of town. It was easy to break-in, I went to the balcony and picked the door lock.
It was a sm...
Mr. Booth sneaked to the box
Clutching the pistol in his hand
As he had the psychotic intention
Nobody could ever command
He was a popular actor
Well known on the stage
However, behind the curtain
He had a deep rage
At last, he arrived
And faced his victim
One deadly shot
Could change the system
Mr. Booth points the gun
At the back of Lincoln’s head
And with one last look
Shot the president dea...
“There’s that motherfucker.” Shathiel muttered, watching Krunil Waunson down Fidrial Street from the warehouse.
The skies were black as shadows, and Krunil’s men were guarding the entrance in breezily cold air. Sucks to be them since neither of them had access to wear jackets.
“Shathiel, I don’t know about this,” Erriesar said in the earpiece. “This is a big risk, why can’t we just call the co...
This was my doing. The body that lie on the floor - that.. that was my doing. I never felt guilty about these things, but somehow I felt this one deep in my soul. Or rather, I thought with a huff of irony wrought laughter, what was left of my soul anyway. The months and weeks and days it took to plan this were innumerable, but quite very sufferable. The credit would be payed to my account soon eno...
He comes
Draws ever near
Through the forest
Gloomy and tall
We know of the thing that stalks
But we ignore him
Til the fall
He comes
Draws ever near
Through the cold and foggy night
Those who fear him
lock their doors
Those who do not
Shall lose the fight
He comes
Draws ever near
You hear his claws scratch
On the driveway
Run and hide
Please go
Do not stay
He comes
Draws ever near
His breat...
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STORY STARTER
Write a story containing two friends who have very different professions.
Their jobs do not have to be the main theme of the story, but include something that highlights how their roles affect their friendship.