Zera

 When I made it to the third legion I was contacted by the founder to wait. He had a plan was all he sent me. The small tablet in my hand only said those simple things.

I guess I could wait. Z had nothing against Cassian, so he should be safe, but in my heart I knew I had to see that he was okay.

Parking my motorcycle near the ending of the forest, I took out binoculars from my bag looking to the building in which Cassian had thrown me off of. Though it had been a day or two, the wound felt very fresh. I understood and at the same time I felt betrayed. Why did he have to do it. Why not just join me? Maybe for him that wasn't an option. Why couldn't I stop thinking about him?

Something caught the corner of my eye as looked through a window I saw Z sitting at a desk doing something, I couldn't tell what from my angle. At least I had view on my target.

As night started to fall I drank from my water bottle leaning against a tree still watching the building. Z had left his place once or twice, but only returned to his desk after a few minutes.

Everything still seemed to haunt me, because in the back of my mind I could still see him killing my mother. He wasn't a father at all, just a bastard who needed to escape.

I looked away from the building before any anger could wash over me. I didn't need to do this. I didn't need to be angry just to get the job done. I put the water bottle back into my bag and tied it to the back of the motorcycle.

I checked my gun to see if it was loaded. I had everything I needed on me I sit needed to wait for the founders next message. If he took any longer I would have to set up camp. The lack of sleep was getting to me. Just a few more hours and I would be gone from this place for good. Finish the mission and the founder would let me go. As simple as that.

The dome has haunted me. Now this place does. It is a good place ,filled with good people, but Cassian is right. I'm a hypocrite, and maybe I would end up wanting to kill them for no reason. Who knows. I just wanted to leave.

I took my knife from my belt and threw at a tree. I was starting to realize how bored I was getting.

The tablet beeped alerting me. I checked it, seeing another message as simple as the last. On the way.

I guess whatever I was waiting for was on the way. I got up and took my knife out the tree. I then went over to the bike, putting back on my helmet and putting the shield down I waited for whoever was coming.

Must be someone the founder trusted enough to have them work with me. As an assassin I can't reveal my identity to anyone from the other legions. This time my boss didn't care because most of them will forget our faces in the battles.

It's upsetting that he hasn't told me who this person is. When we kill Z though I will make sure to find Cassian. He was priority to me. The person wasn't going to stop me.

I heard another beep and looked down at the tablet again. Reading the message quickly I turned it off. I couldn't be tracked right now. I put the tablet back into me bag.

When I had went back to leaning against the tree me head snapped my left as I heard footsteps coming my direction. They must be here.

Cassian

God, I hate Sundays. I groaned warily. Always been the worst day of the week, really couldn't tell you why. Just is that way. As I sat on my bed a note was slid under my door. It read:

Change of plans. Today not later. Be ready

Some organization skills I thought, but at the same time I was happy it was happening. I needed something to distract me, and death always does the deed. I watched outside as the sun set itself to rest. Really is ironic, isn't it? Worst day of the week, killing my worst enemy, actually wait no second worst, Adrian's the worst. But also being the worst version of myself, and working with the enemy.. Guess the world is going to hell.

As I was wondering how this was all going down I saw something bright fly into the sky. And then it came back down. Then, and this is the fun part, it blew up right in the front yard. Figured that's probably not ours so I grabbed my knives of of my desk, and started to run.

I saw a guard and chucked a knife, missing, but the second one hit dead center. Still hadn't gotten used to the damn arm yet. I went on a killing spree, killing any and every guard that dared to look at me. I had forgotten how much fun it was, shame it'd probably be my last time doing it. As I passed the entrance I saw more than an assassin. I saw an army, and a high morale one at that.

I took the fast way to Z's room, climbing the roof, and on the way found two other people climbing as well. One noticed me, and almost slipped off the roof. "You guys my support team?" I asked "Support team? Your the one who needs help fighting an entire mini empire." he said, almost jokingly. "Yeah, yeah, call it what you want, lets just get revenge on this bastard."

By the time we reached the top of the building, 3LA reinforcements had arrived. This wasn't an assassination mission, this was a battle for power of the entire country. When we got settled on the roof, one of the two people hugged me.

"The hell you think you're doing!!" I screamed almost too loud. Two hugs, in one day, god this country really is going to hell, isn't it. As she removed her mask, my opinion changed completely. Because this isn't some random assassin. This was Zeraphina, the girl, no woman, who I had tried to kill, hugging me, and I was okay with that.

"Soooo, why aren't you like killing me, or like slapping me?" That was really the only thing I could manage to say. She stared with an almost disappointed face. And then, as I called it, a slap right across my face. "I'm back, not dead, and actually showing my feelings towards you, and you say that! Dumbass!" I gave a grin, because that, that was the Zera I had known almost half a year ago. That, was my Zera, with some cursing thrown in.