Reupload: It Ends Tonight Chapter 1

Heyy! So this was blocked in a few countries. My bad! here it is, re-uploaded!! :)
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(remember, it's a flashback type thing)
Chapter 1.
Renee had gotten summoned as soon as she woke up that morning. Presently, so not to inflict anger, she hurried to the meeting room. As of that day, she was residing with the company. They, her, a few other assassins, and some of the leaders, had taken an old, broken down house and stayed there for a few weeks. As soon as she reached the door, before she could knock, it was pulled open and a young man, around 17, a little younger than her she thought, ushered her in. The young woman walked forward confidently and stood in front of the large desk, which had a rather large, mean looking man sitting behind it. Behind the desk, almost directly against the back wall, where two of the man's sons. They, brothers, looked nothing alike. The younger, Peter, so they called him, was fair, with blond hair chopped short and bright eyes. His brother, no one knew his name, even if he had one they weren't sure, for they all addressed him as 'sir', was 10 years or so older than the younger man, who has just turned 21. Unlike his younger brother, he had long, brown wavy hair that fell across his forehead in a unkept mess, half covering his brown eyes. Renee often thought that his deep eyes were reflecting his just as evil soul. She was frightened of him, probably the only man she had ever been frightened of in her life. The boy that had opened the door was their cousin, the man behind the desk sister's son. The man they also called sir, though they new his name to be Mark. If, unfortunately, one slipped and called him by his name one would get some form of punishment. No one knew anything about him, not even his sons. All they new is that he was running an unusually origination. At first, Renee thought it like the mafia but Peter put that thought far from her mind one evening, an evening she hates to think off now. Mark took in jobs, how he acquired the callers no one knew, from wealthy people who wanted other people dead. He then assigned the assassin, there were 7 when Renee started but now only 4 including herself, he thought best to the job and it was their task to complete it. If completed, Mark split the money in 3. One share for himself, one for his sons to split, they were also hitmen, but didn't go out much, and one for the assasin who had done the job.

"Ah! Renee, you came." Said the harsh man behind the desk as he scuffed out his cigar on a tray. Renee nodded, starring at the top of the desk because you should never look directly at his face. That, painfully, she learned on the first day. "Excellent. I have a new job for you my dear, a tough one but I think you're ready." Without pausing for her to comment, Mark continued, "I got a call yesterday and spent the whole night thinking of who would be best and finally I picked you. This job is for the kill, the client made that very clear. You have done this type of job, so it won't be too hard for you. I don't think you have done one-" he paused as he put a new cigar between his lips and lit it- "of this...security. It was a very unusual request, surprised even me." The man paused as he smoked on the cigar.

"What sort of job is it, sir, if I may ask?" Renee hesitantly asked, unsure if he was going to continue or not.

"A celebrity, a famous one at that. He will be heavily guarded, it'll be hard but I am confident you can do it," he paused again, blowing a ring smoke from his mouth, "you know what happens if you fail correct?"

She nodded, "yes sir."

"Excellent," the man guestered to his younger son. "This is all the information you will need," as he spoke his son came forward and offered Renee a pale yellow folder.

She took it and examined the contents-where he was, what he was doing there, what he was doing in that week, his family; the basics. But something was missing. Renee looked up from the papers in her tough hands, "Sir, there is no name. Who am I killing this time?" Even though she had killed before, many times, she still felt an uneasiness in her stomach as she said these words.

Without a word Mark guestered again to Peter, who took another folder off the desk and handed it to the young assasin. Timidly, Renee took it and opened it. There was a single picture staring back at her. The boy had curly brown hair, fair skin, and beautiful brown eyes. "There's a name on the back," the man said with the cigar in his mouth.

Slowly and carefully, she flipped the paper around, not wanting to let her eyes leave the boy's beautiful face. She read it then looked up and spoke the name aloud, "Nick Jonas?"
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Oh my! Renee was hired to kill Nick? That is just insane! wow.

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[jonasloverokbitches]

Nick Jonas?! That poor innocent beautiful boy. Who in there right mind would want to kill him?! Very nicely written.Good job.

[JonasFanFic16]

thank you so much. :)

[swimmer22293]

haha...this is probably the first time i will be a first comment on any of your videos...haha, but why would it be blocked? that is crazy! =]