Leave no Witnesses (Flashback/Mature)

by **Leiwinn** on May 25th, 2011, 1:01 am

Timestamp: Spring 18, 507 AV
Mature Content Warning: Contains Harsh Language, Blood, and Sexual Themes

"It is not our place to judge. We are the hand of Dira, instruments of death. We cannot let the opinions of our clients fog our minds. We accept the assignment, eliminate the target, and move on. The man you are to kill rapes little girls. His daughter is barely a year younger than you and his hands have been where they should not willingly go. This angers you, but anger has no place in your life. Especially not during a mission. Do not let this anger cause your guard to fall, or you might fall with it."

As the Father continued his lecture Leiwinn tried her best to control her anger. She knew he was right, that she would need to be at the top of her game to pull off the mission. The man she was being sent to kill raped little girls. Girls right around Leiwinn's age, which was why she was perfect for the job. He had a daughter whom he raped, and it was the little girl's mother that had hired them. But the daughter did not matter. Leiwinn could not factor the girl in, only the target. The mother ensured that the daughter would be far away that night so Leiwinn did not have to worry about that, she had only to worry about the horrible man. No.. not horrible, she could not think that. Just the man. No matter what she did though, Leiwinn could not suppress the satisfaction she felt in knowing that it would be her that sent the rapist into Dira's embrace.

"Remember, only use enough to get him to bed you, and only use it if you must. Too much and your body will weaken." The father was talking about magic. It was fueled by something called djed, and while Leiwinn wasn't entirely sure she understood what djed was she did understand that to overuse it was dangerous. Not only would it weaken her, it could potentially drive her mad. "Now, I want you to summon it. Show me you can control it. Make me smile." This was one of Leiwinn's favorite games, for it was so rare that the Father smiled. A part of her still resented him for what happened to her family, but whether it was because it happened when she was so young or as a result of his own magic Leiwinn felt herself caring less and less as time passed. The thought of making the Father smile was quite pleasing to her.

Leiwinn closed her eyes, breathing in and out slowly. In through her nose, out through her mouth. Her mind had to be focused, it had to be centered. Leiwinn focused on the blackness that filled her vision, the lack of light or any distractions. The Father was silent so she had no audible distractions, and there were no odd smells in the air to distract her nose. Leiwinn felt an itch on her leg but ignored it. She breathed in again through her nose, out through her mouth, and the itch went away. All was calm, her mind was centered, and she could feel the energy pulsing in her core with the beating of her heart. Leiwinn drew on that energy, the djed that all living things possessed. The best way to hypnotize someone was through conditioning, layering subtle dose upon subtle dose with words, touch, and the eyes. But the Father was not looking for that in this particular test. He wanted only a simple emotional response, a basic move in the hypnotists repertoire, that would cause him to smile. Happiness, content, amusement, pleasure.. Any of those emotions would do and combinations would be better. Leiwinn opened her eyes and used then to send her djed across the gap between her and the Father, making a connection and sending across a simple signal. Amusement. At first it did not take, but Leiwinn sent it again and this time it took, prompting a slight change in the Father's lips. It was the best Leiwinn was going to get from him.

"Very good, you are getting better at controlling it. Let is review some other things now. Stand."

Leiwinn stood and the Father stood with her, guiding her away from the table to the center of the room. Leiwinn signed a bit, knowing they were about to go through the boring drills they went through every day. But this was not the case. Leiwinn barely had time to react when the Father grabbed her arm and shoved her toward the wall. Leiwinn hit the wall and the Father was on top of her in an instant. "If you do not immediately kill him this is how he will react. Your resistance will only make him hunger for you more." The Father reached up, tearing as Leiwinn's shirt, and she finally caught on to the lesson. He was teaching her to fight against a rapist. Leiwinn tried to push him away, but he was larger, heavier, and stronger than she was. The Father reached for the hem of her shirt, yanking it upward. Leiwinn kneed him in the groin, causing her instructor to grunt and stagger back a few paces. It was all an act, she knew, for the father could take a blow like that and keep fighting of he needed to. Leiwinn darted forward and he grabbed for her. She ducked under his clumsy attack, her hand chopping at the inside of his elbow, striking the soft flesh with the "blade" of her hand. She then spun and turned her back to the Father, but only for a split second as she used the momentum of her spin to lend extra force to her short ranged attack. Her elbow connected with his sternum. The Father staggered back and Leiwinn knew he had done so on purpose to limit the damage he took, but it was also an accurate portrayal of what would have happened had she actually connected. To finish him off she reached up and grabbed the Father's head, yanking it down and raising her knee at the same time. Knee connected with jaw and, if she hadn't pulled her blow at the last second, it would likely have shattered the man's jaw and probably knocked him out cold. Either way she had won the fight and finishing him off would have been rather easy at that point.. except for the fact that it had all been an act. The Father stood, rubbing his jaw a bit.

"Very good. Now remember, we don't know how skilled the target is and he will also be heavier than I, and will actually be trying to hurt you. But.. I believe you are ready. Go and change now."

by **Leiwinn** on May 25th, 2011, 1:08 am

Leiwinn was dressed in a light blue sun dress. Her feet were bare and her hair was in pigtails. A metal collar was around her neck, a chain attached to it by which she could be led. The father was dressed in a cheap gentleman's suit, the kind that one wore who thought they looked good but ended up looking like a slime bucket. They were standing near a street corner along with several other women twice Leiwinn's age. All of them were trying to sell their wares to the men passing by, but the Father had only one customer in mind. A few people approached to inspect Leiwinn, marveling at her youth and beauty, but the Father's asking price was far to steep. Only the target would receive a good price. Finally the man they were waiting for appeared on the street and upon noticing Leiwinn and the Father he approached. Leiwinn could see the hunger in his eyes and it made her cringe. "Interested in my wares, good sir," the Father asked politely.

The man walked a circle around Leiwinn, eying her with desire. "How many man has she been with?" The man reached down, grabbing Leiwinn's arm and seemed to be examining her skin.

"If you have the coin, my good sir, you will be the first." That caught his attention and his eyes snapped to the Father, trying to judge whether or not he was telling the truth. Even if the assassin had been lying the man wouldn't have been able to tell, but there was no need for the Father spoke honestly. "Her skin.. Where is she from?" The Father grinned, revealing his yellow teeth, all part of his disguise. "She is Benshiran, an exotic desert virgin ripe for the plucking. Imported from the glorious city of Yahebah. Are you interested?" Leiwinn had to fight the urge to gasp, her eyes widening in surprise. She had forgotten she was not born in Sunberth. She had forgotten she was Benshiran, and that she had once had a family, and that... the Father had killed them all. How could she have forgotten them? And Leiwinn further realized that it had not been the first time either. But she could not dwell on that any longer, coin had been exchanged and he chain had been passed to her target. The man gave the chain a rough tug and lulled Leiwinn along behind him, presumably to his house.

Do whatever he says. The Father's earlier instructions resounded in her head. Wait until the time is right. Leiwinn took a deep breath, her confidence wavering. They had arrived at the man's house and he led her inside. "Go ahead and take that dress off then take a seat in that chair," the man instructed as he pointed to a nearby chair. While Leiwinn undressed herself and took a seat the man poured himself a glass of whiskey. Leiwinn could smell the potent liquor from across the room and crinkled her nose on disgust. The man approached, his eyes roaming her body. "Lets have a look at you now," he mutter as his hands roamed her body squeezing and prodding, checking the ripeness of her fruit. Leiwinn was trembling all over, but she knew she had to wait for the opportune moment. The man could contain himself no longer and after crossing the room to take another swig of his whiskey he turned around and dropped his pants revealing the fat, diseased thing that he called his manhood.

Leiwinn's eyes widened and her horror grew as the man approached, each step drawing him nearer and his desire becoming all the more evident the closer he got to her. Let him have you. Exhaust himself upon you and when his energy is spent take his life and he will not be able to resist. The man stopped in front of her, waiting expectantly. Leiwinn knew what he wanted, the Father had explained everything to her. Slowly she raised her trembling hands, grasping the disgusting thing and leaning forward..

She could not do it. The Father's instructions rung over and over in her head, but she could not take this man into her. Leiwinn struggled with her decision for only a moment, though to her it was an eternity. She raised her eyes to meet the man who was looking at her impatiently. Leiwinn's grasp tightened and the man groaned in pleasure, but his groan quickly turned into a cry of pain as her grip suddenly tightened more and she pushed her bottom hand up, and the top one down. The resounding pop was drowned by the man's roar of pain as he staggered back. "What the fuck are you doing you bitch!?"

by **Leiwinn** on May 25th, 2011, 1:12 am

Leiwinn did not answer, but instead jumped to her feet and took two steps forward clearing the gap between her and the injured man. Her foot lifted off the ground and struck him with a front snap to the testicles, causing another cry of pain to pour from the man's mouth. The man did not go down though as Leiwnn had hoped and she realized mistake as rage drove him to stand and reach for his bottle of wine. Breaking it on the table the man created a jagged and deadly weapon for himself, holding it menacingly toward Leiwinn. "You'll pay for that, you bitch!" She should have listened to the Father. She should have let him exhaust himself as she had been told, and taken him when he was weak. Now she was faced with an anger fueled larger opponent bent on avenging the damage to that which he treasured most. Leiwinn's hands rose defensively, preparing for the fight that would ensue.

The man rushed forward and Leiwinn dove to the side, hitting the ground and rolling back to her feet. She tried to put some distance between her an her assailant by running across the room but halfway she was yanked off her feet and thrown to the ground. Then she started sliding back toward the man as he pulled on the chain around her neck. Leiwinn shook off the shock of the attack and scrambled to her feet, trying to fight against his pull, but he was much stronger than her and she was pulled forward when he yanked hard on the chain. Thinking fast Leiwinn turned and used her momentum from the pull to crack her elbow into the man's sternum as she had done to the Father in training. Her attack wasn't spot on but it still hurt the man and she was able to twist away, tearing the chain from his grasp. Leiwinn kept twisting and wrapped the chain around her arm so that the man could not grab it again.

Next she took the offensive, darting forward and striking the man's jaw with her fist. He blocked the attack however and countered with a punch of his own, but Leiwinn dodged to the right and to the outside of his arm, grabbing his wrist with her right hand and smashing her forearm into his elbow with her left, bending his arm in the wrong direction and snapping it at the joint. The man screamed in pain and lashed out at her with the bottle in his other hand but Leiwinn ducked and balled her left fist. She struck the man hard in the abdomen and, still holding onto his wrist, twisted inward to the right and fully around, pulling her opponent off his feet. As he fell Leiwinn stood, yanking up on the already useless arm and dislocating it from the shoulder. Dropping the now limp appendage Leiwinn stepped away. She knew the fight was over, she knew she should have finished him off then and there but she let her emotions cloud her judgement. She wanted the man to suffer a bit longer.

by **Leiwinn** on May 25th, 2011, 1:17 am

Leiwinn retrieved her dress, covering herself once more as she watched the man struggle back to his feet. "I'll kill you," he muttered as he staggered toward her. Leiwinn easily sidestepped his pitiful attempt of an attack and kicked out, her foot meeting the side of his kneecap. The crack of bone brought her pleasure as the man dropped, but still he kept trying. Leiwinn had to give him credit as he rose, supporting himself on one knee, but that did not mean she would show him mercy. Her foot snapped out again and connected with his jaw, sending him toppling onto his back. Leiwinn took a few steps until she was standing over him then sink to her knees, straddling his body. The warm spot between her legs brushed slightly against his and the man moaned in pain as a spark of unwanted excitement shot through his damaged extremity. Leiwinn smiled cruelly and spoke for the first time that night. "What's the matter? Isn't this what you wanted," she taunted as she settled atop of him, causing more pain.

Leiwinn was calm, her breathing was even. She felt no desire for the man who she now straddled, though it was clear his broken body still desired her even if his brain struggled against it. But it was not enough, it was not severe enough. He needed to suffer more. Leiwinn closed her eyes, seeking her center, seeking that energy that dwelt within all living things. Leiwinn tapped that energy, her djed, and drew it out of her, passing it into the man beneath her. She used it to manipulate his emotions, to heighten his physical desire for her. She did not give him pleasure. No.. She only stimulated his physical yearning, and the pained screams that followed told her her magic had done the trick. She could feel him beneath her, the broken extremity trying to rise, and she laughed. "Please make it stop," the man moaned.

"Oh, but I haven't given you what your body wants. I believe you wanted to put it in my mouth, yes? Well, I just brushed my teeth before I got here... but if it wants a mouth.. well, they say a man is ruled by his penis do they not? I suppose I should do as it commands." Leiwnn leaned over and grabbed the broken bottle, touching her finger to the sharp edge. This should do just fine. The man's screams never ceased as she scooted back and began to cut. When she was done she held her prize before him and smiled. "Now to give it what it wanted so much." Leiwinn shoved the bloody body part into the man's screaming mouth and pushed it down his throat, blocking his airway. He struggled weakly but she did not ease up. He would have died from blood loss, but to Leiwinn that wouldn't have been enough. She held her hand over his mouth until his struggling stopped and the life left his eyes. When he was finally dead she wiped her hands on his shirt then stood, turning toward the door. What she saw made her jaw drop. A little girl stood there staring at her in shocked silence. When Leiwinn looked her way the girl screamed and ran into another room.

What was she doing here!? The girls resemblance to the man made it obvious that it was his daughter, but she wasn't supposed to be there. They had been misinformed. Leave no witnesses. It was their number one rule, and she heard it over and over in her mind as she contemplated what to do. Leiwinn stood and walked to the door the girl had run through, testing the knob. It turned and she entered the room, spotting the girl huddled in the corner across the room. No one must know what we do. Leave no witnesses. Leiwinn approached the girl. She looked to be only a few years younger than Leiwinn and the idea of that man touching the poor thing made her sick. The girl was crying and mumbling something about her daddy, she didn't know he was the bad guy. Leave no witnesses. "No... I.. I can't do it." Leiwinn turned and ran from the room, heading not for the front door but the window. When she reached it she looked down beneath her, and then up above. The roof would be safer, and so Leiwinn carefully leaned out the window and reached for the edge of the roof. When she had a firm grip she reached with her other arm, grabbing hold as the rest of her body fell out the window. It was difficult to hold on with just her fingers, but Leiwinn was strong and pulled herself up. Leiwinn climbed atop the roof of her targets house and looked about, then set off in a random direction. She didn't know where she lived, the Father always blindfolded her before taking her home, but she knew he would find her eventually when he was ready to take her there.

by **Leiwinn** on May 25th, 2011, 1:23 am

Leiwinn ran as fast as she could across the rooftop, and when she reached the edge she kicked off with all her strength launching herself through the air. She was not particularly experienced at leaping from rooftop to rooftop but now seemed as good a time as any to practice and it kept her mind off her last assassination. Leiwinn landed hard on the rooftop across the narrow alley and was forced to roll to absorb the impact. The face of the little girl haunted her as she got back to her feet and ran to the next ledge. This time she dropped down, hanging from the rooftop before dropping lightly to the ground. Leiwinn took a moment to catch her breath before crossing the alley and reaching for the nearest handhold on the opposite wall. Leiwinn pulled herself up and reached for the next handhold only to lose her grip on the first and tumble back to the ground. Cursing to herself Leiwinn started to try again when she heard the voice of the Father.

"What did I tell you about letting your emotions rule you."

"I.. I am sorry father," Leiwinn responded quietly.

"Calm yourself and try again."

Leiwinn was surprised he hadn't asked her about the assignment. She was certain his comment about emotions had been about that, but it seemed he just wanted her to climb. Leiwinn took a moment to calm herself and the reached for her handhold again. "Now, secure a foothold first," the Father instructed and Leiwinn did as she was told, finding a good place to put her foot before reaching for the next handhold. It worked and she was able to pull herself up, her next handhold being that of the roof itself. Leiwinn pulled herself onto the roof and when she looked up her jaw dropped for the second time that night. There on the roof, bound and gagged, was the little girl. The Father climbed up behind her and took a place off to the side before speaking softly. "What is our rule, Leiwinn?"

Leiwinn climbed to her feet and stared at the girl, unable to look away. "What is our rule?" The girl was terrified, tears were streaming from her eyes. It took everything Leiwinn had to answer, "Leave... Leave no witnesses." Tears were pouring from her own eyes and she knew what was next. The father reached beneath his robe and tossed something on the ground in front of the little girl. Leiwinn knew what it was without even looking. "Leave no witnesses, Leiwinn." Trembling she nodded and approached the girl, kneeling and picking up the object. "Do it, Leiwinn." Her hands trembling Leiwinn lifted the object so she could see it, a glistening dagger, and pressed it to the girls throat. "I'm sorry," she whispered as she drew the blade across. The girls last sounds were muffled by the gag, but they still pierced Leiwinn's heart. After a moment she heard the Father move behind her and place a hand on her shoulder. "Come, Leiwinn."

"No!"

Leiwinn threw the hand from her and spun around, shoving the Father back and jumping to her feet. "She was just a child! She wasn't a threat."

The Father seemed unphased and responded coolly, "You are just a child."

"But that's different!"

"How?"

"It.. It just is!"

Fury filled her as Leiwinn charged at the Father, intent on killing him then and there. The older assassin simply moved out of the way and in a movement faster than her eye could follow he struck her shoulder blade dropping her to the ground. Leiwinn jumped back to her feet and spun to face him, raising her hands in front of her. "This is pointless." Leiwinn roared and launched a volley of punches and kicks at the Father, all of which he easily blocked before striking her in the forehead with the palm of his hand. Leiwinn flew back and landed on the ground, dizziness preventing her from leaping up immediately. When she did try to rise he was there again, knocking her legs from beneath her and sending her back to the ground. Leiwinn tried to rise once more, bit he struck her with a fist and sent her back down. "Are you done." Leiwinn stayed there on her back for a few chimes, fighting her own brain before she finally responded, "Yes." Immediately there was a hand to help her up and the Father responded calmly, "Then let us go."

by **Archelon** on August 24th, 2011, 6:59 am

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