Socks was standing in a dark vast of area. He glanced around and saw himself it was walking toward him. One of the versions had red eyes with black slits fiery wings, and a feathery tail. (It looked like a phoenix's tail feather) The second one was him when he was younger around 4. And the final version was him but with blood spattered all over his face he was armed to the teeth with daggers socks even saw a couple of guns and other Arsenal. A spear sat in his gloves hands and a sword slotted on his back.

"Hey normal socks!" The younger socks said happily. "Hey. Why am I here doesn't one of us need to be in control or something?" Socks asked. Assassin socks shook his head and sighed "Your so called 'new friends' knocked you out." "I thought I passed out?" Socks said frowning. "Assassin socks is just salty that we shut him down before he could kill joocie." Phoenix socks muttered. "Plus youn know it's the day!" Child socks said. "Crap." Socks facepalmed. "Taking a trip down. Memory lane like every year." Assassin socks yawned. Phoenix socks kinda just sat in the back. "You ready?" Assassin socks asked "Do I have a choice?" Socks muttered "Nope!"

The world faded to black and he was 5 again his parents arguing about him. "HES GOING TO BE AN ASSASSIN NOT ONE OF YOUR LAB RATS!" His father shouted at his mother, his mom was a scientist that experimented on animals giving them things they shouldn't have. For example a rat with wings. A fish that can breathe on land and underwater. You get the idea.

His father was an assassin that's why he was so serious about socks becoming an assassin. "Honey. Listen to me-" "No Liz. I'm being serious." "Let me make you a deal." Sock's mother started. "Alright let me here it." Socks could hear his fathers sarcasm  "you want him to be an assassin and I need to see if I can experiment on humans. What if we do both?" His mother proposed. "I'm interested?" His father said clearly curious "I give him genes that will make him strong, you let me do this and I promise. Your son" she paused "Our son," she corrected "will be one of the best assassins in the world." 

"I'm curious to know what these genes are." His father said almost to quietly for socks to hear. Socks was an expert eavesdropper and he was super good at being sneaky. "I have some Phoenix genes. He can both burn and assinate the world." His mother responded. "And as you know your son is already very sneaky snd observant." His mother pointed out. "He is probably listing to us right now" his father laughed.

Socks turned the corner and smiled. "I was listing." Socks sighed. His mother and father looked at him and the next memory began to play.

"Cmon socks." his instructor sighed "I don't see why I have to learn how to use a gun to assassinate people, they're to loud anyway." Socks sighed. He had another name but the life of the assassin requires that you take a fake name. Even in his normal life he was known by socks in school and other things.  He just couldn't remember his real name. He lost the grasp of it after his mother experimented on him.

Then here came the rapid memories.
Him killing 17 other assassins at the age of 15 winning a competition, him meeting tbh, his first major kill on a mayor, a arson that took out 3 houses, him being a chief assassin and giving orders his apprentice who died on his first major mission which shunned his name but he bounced back quickly. And another memory was added to that was him meeting Blaza. He smiled and closed his eyes.

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Meme and tbh and been sitting in medbay drinking coffee and eating some bread. Meme then heard socks scream and then shoot up from the medbay bed.      He looked skittish and kept glancing around like he just witnessed a murder and was next.

  "Where is he?" Socks asked. "Who?" Meme walked over.  "Ghost." Socks responded "MY APPRENTICE!" Socks the shouted when meme shrugged.  Then socks sat down and then it hit him. "Oh right he's dead." Socks laughed. "Are you ok Socks?" Meme asked teaching for socks shoulder. "Yeah sorry, it happens sometimes." Socks sighed

"Where is Blaza? I need to say something to him." Socks asked. Meme and Tbh exchanged glances. Meme had barely finished reviving Nadwe and Dinos revival wasn't even half way done he started 6 hours ago it takes almost 24 hours.

"Socks he's dead, you killed him." Meme sighed. Socks looked horrified he breathed in and glanced at Blaza's body still lying on one of the beds. "I'm going to revive him it just takes awhile. Socks nodded and layed back down on his medbay bed and curled up to sleep

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Hi author liv here! As promised another chapter of downtown assassin.  Enjoy

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