The Kill| סיפור קצר באנגלית

I quickly walked down the road, wearing my ripped bloody clothes. Everyone moved to the other side as soon as they saw my bloody hands. It wasn't my fault, this man, he knew too much.
I continued walking, ignoring the people's anxious faces. Finally I got to the Headquarters. I put my hand in the handprint detector, the red light changed to green, the door opened. On inside the building everything looked like a normal office, but it wasn't, the big white office was the FBI Secret Spy Kids’ Headquarters.
I washed my hands, changed my clothes to the FBI Spy Kid Service uniform and went downstairs to my commander's dark office.

"Did you get it?" my commander, Wolf, asked.
"Yes," I replied and took the gold and silver key from my pocket. The key was smooth
and slippery from the blood.
"Who's blood is it?" Wolf asked apprehensively.
"Mine," I replied and showed Wolf the deep, throbbing cut on the side of my left hand.
"Does he know who you are?" Wolf asked in a serious voice.
I looked down at the gray floor, and felt the red on my cheeks.
"Yes," I said nervously.
"Did you kill him?"
"No sir."

Wolf was upset. I never saw him that mad before! His hands were two tight fists. I watched the fist coming towards my face. I tensed my muscles, preparing my face for the blow to be inflicted with full force – He struck me on the jaw.
"Go finish him now!" Wolf commanded in a steely tone.

Scarcely feeling the pain I ran out as fast as I could, faster than I’d run in Athletics at school. People didn't really pay attention to me this time. The Spy Kids Service uniform looked like a school uniform. I must have seemed just like a normal school girl.

When I got to the big old house, I stopped and opened my bag. I had knives and a small black gun with a silencer, spies under the age of 15 weren't allowed to use proper guns. I was scared. I had never killed a person before, my hands sweated like crazy. With the gun in one hand and a knife in the other, I went into the building.

I walked slowly down the long gray corridor. The house was quiet, too quiet, like someone knew I was there. I went in to a small room, he was there. He was surprised to see me – I knew I had to do it fast, in a few seconds he might pull out a gun.

I shot him with the silencer gun, and threw a knife straight at his stomach, I heard the knife go through his body. Then he fell.
I’d killed a person, I killed him, I KILLED him!!
With this awful feeling I went back to Wolf.
"I…. I did it" I said.
"Well done, now go wash your knife and come here, I will give you your next mission.”
I washed my knife, the water on my hands changed color, it was red now. I felt like I was in a dream, but the feeling of the blood on my hands was so real.
Then my legs stopped working, I fell and the world turned into a huge black hole that sucked the life from my body.