|Alexandrov, Vladimir Olbast, Russia|

His friends soon left his side and without hesitation I hurried to him. "Mr. Semyonov"! I called to him. He turned to face me. "It is an honor to be in your presence" I said as I shook his hand.

As an assassin, there are things that you need to be skilled in, including manipulation. According to Father, I've always been a master at it. Sadly, in some ways, we can both agree that I'm just like him. It's time to put my skills to the test.

"Well it is an honor to be in the presence of such a miraculous woman as yourself". He told me. What he said sickened me to my core. It only made me want to complete the mission more. "I work for the Central Bank of Russia and I've just recently heard about your "newly acquired" currency. I was thinking that we could  discuss ways on how you could possibly double your amount. Come with me".

I explained everything to him as he followed me to the very room that I arrived in. "Now that I've heard your explanation, I'd would love to increase the amount that I have now". He began. "Speaking of which, I didn't get your name". He continued. His comment made me stop in my tracks. If I don't come up with a name quickly, I might lose my chance of completing the mission. "Sonia Larson". I said quickly.

"But considering how you got your money, learning my name should be the least of your worries". I said. "Well, Sonia". He said walking towards me. "I've dealt with the Central Bank many times, and I've never seen you". He said. Before I could do anything, Ravil slaps me with the back of his hand, making me fall to the ground. 

"Don't play dumb with me". He says kneeling to face me. "I know you're not a banker". He whispered. "And you're nothing but a fraud". I said angrily. I could feel the tension in the room as he began to stand up. Then suddenly, he lifted his foot, and kicked me in my face.

My vision began to blur, as I felt my nose bleed profusely. I could barely breathe as he began to kick me over and over again in my abdomen. His final kick was excruciating, as I felt myself began to cough up blood. "If you aren't a banker, what are you"? He asked as he walked away from me, pouring himself a beverage from the table of bottles by the door.

"An undercover agent". He asked. "Because you aren't doing your best work, sweetheart". He continued. For the first time in my life, I felt scared. My body was weak and extremely sore, and my vision still hadn't cleared. If anything, this had to be my most challenging assignment of all. But I didn't intend to give up. He began to walk towards me once more. From his point of view, it would have seemed like I had given up. But he was wrong. He was extremely wrong.

I can see him slowly lift his leg again. He had a sinister smile plastered across his face. Sadly, it won't be there for long. I stopped his leg before it hit my face again, and hit the side of his leg with the palm of my hand as hard as I could, fracturing the bone. I heard a huge snap, as he screamed and fell to the ground. I used all of my strength to pull myself up. There was only one thing on my mind, "Complete the mission". I begin to look towards the table full of drinking bottles, and I picked up one by its handle, and smashed it on the edge of the table, leaving shattered glass scattered on the floor.

"Now the tables have turned, Mr. Semyonov". I said any low evil tone as I picked up the sharpest piece of glass from the floor and walk towards him. "Please don't". He said in a shaky, panicked voice. "I beg of you". He pleads. I muted his pleas and proceeded with my mission. All I could hear was screaming before I knew it, he was dead. His screams were silenced and blood was everywhere.

My vision began to clear as I looked at my hands, which were covered in his blood as well as mine. The glass had left cuts in my palms and I could barely move them. All of a sudden, I heard footsteps come towards the door. I needed to get out of there quickly. If they caught me, my entire life would be exposed and I would be spending the rest of my life behind bars.

I began to limp towards the window as fast as I could. I felt my foot slip from under me and I hit the floor feeling Semyonov's blood under my body, and my dress was now covered in it. I can feel myself slipping slide from the blood under my feet.

I began to run to the window as the steps to closer. The pain in my leg was unbearable, but that window was my only hope of not getting caught. I heard the doorknob turn, as I jumped out of the window with every ounce of determination left in me. I grabbed the ledge just in time, trying to ignore the injuries to my stomach. The pain was excruciating, and I had no way of pulling myself up to get to the roof had to drop down, but I was too far from the ground. With four stories below me, I let go of the ledge and I landed hard on the grass. The injuries in my leg worsened, but I had to make a run for it.

I was out of the building, but now I have to find a safe place to hide. I searched for what felt like forever, but I found in abandoned building and pushed the door open, using the last of my energy and suddenly, everything went black.

I will always remember how that night went. If it wasn't for their chance of getting exposed, my family wouldn't have tried to find me. When I finally open my eyes again, I was in my bed, and my injuries have been tended to. This mission was the first to almost go wrong, but there would be many more that would my life and people that I care for.