I didn't grew up wanting this life,but this isn't pick and choose right?.
My parents where the founders of PSA a spy agency that trains new recruits to protect the country.

From the moment I could crawl they started training me to become the worlds baddest agent, even better than them.
I was trained differently from the other agents thus making me better than them.
By the time I was 8 I could take down anyone, hack any security system, use countless of weapons, speak 6 different languages.
My younger sister kira has no clue of this though, and that's how we wanted it to be. Despite being an agent our parents wanted us to still have a normal life.
But with them leaving on missions all the time made this hard. And that is another reason I trained so hard, so that when there gone I could protect kira.

But I never thought that one day they would be gone... and would never be coming back.

*Recap*

It was the evening, of my 15th birthday my parents had just gotten back from a mission.
My parents where suppose to be at a meeting but Roger a dear friend of my parents canceled it saying my parents should spend the time with me. I was so happy that my parents got to stay home on my birthday.

My mom dressed me and my sis in matching yellow tops and back jeans with matching flats.
That day we headed to school together and went to English class and sat down.
Today we were learning about different season and how they are important, when we were both called to the office.
Kira got up and walked with me to the office. I kept thinking on the way what we did wrong or me. We've never been called to the office before, or ever gotten in trouble.

When we got there Roger was there with folded arms and a sappy look on his face.
I looked at him confused.
"Mr. Roger what are you doing here is there a new mission?" I asked.

"Erica my dear I'm afraid we've got bad news" he pouted. "Your parents where on there way to the mall to buy something for your birthday, when they where hit by a car. They're dead Erica. They where killed by Silvester.

"What?" I whispered out the room temperature grew cold and all I could do is look at kira who was already crying. I ran over and hugged her tightly letting a few tears of my own escape.

"Erica I know it's a bad time but we need you. Your equally as good as your parents that is if not better. You may be young but it would be my pleasure if you would take over your parents agency.

"What No!" I yelled. "My family just died and I'm all kira has left I don't want to risk her losing me too".

"I understand" he sighed sadly. "The agency is still at your will though regards from your parents".

"I know"

"You know from now on you'll be labeled "red" right?"

"Yes I'm aware of that"

"Okay I'm sorry again Erica, if you ever need anything or change your mind the agency is always there for you".
"Thank you Roger" I sobbed hugging my little sister tighter. That day we were dismissed early from school and Roger drove us home.

I entered the house with kira's shaking figure at my side. Everything was still as it was nothing moved or change but there was a loneliness that took settlement now.

I laid on the couch with kira who had started crying again I hugged her into me and patted her hair softly just like mom use to do to make her fall asleep. And she did.
Then I wanted downstairs to our at home training room. I wrapped my hand with tape and started going at it with a punching bag.

With every single punch I could feel the hot tears running down my cheeks.
I kept on punching until it bursted and flew to the other side of the room.

Just beating up something made me feel better and stronger some how. I promised myself then and there that I was gonna protect kira and myself and get revenge for my parents even if I died in the process.