Chapter 2: Hopes And Failures
"Woah! I've always wanted to go visit my mom's country!" Jay shouted in excitement.
Jay's mother was Korean, but it had taken him years to embrace himself as a person of mixed race. But once he did, he had started learning more and more about his mother's home country, and the rich culture had started to have its influence on him.
"Jay! This isn't a vacation!" She shouted back, hoping that he would calm down.
"When have we ever gotten vacations? Isn't it better to find happiness in these small things?"
She didn't say anything to him for the time being as she walked into her room. But she was disagreeing inside her mind, cause someone's assassination isn't fun. And assassins like herself? She believed that they didn't deserve any happiness in the world.
But maybe Jay didn't feel that way, since he never had a single assassination job. It was mostly simple spy work for him.
**Olivia always had flashes of memories from the past. The face of her victims just before their end. She'd try not to look into their eyes when their life was pulled away, but she always ended up looking as their eyes became void of any emotions. Tears were involved in the last moments too, which were the worst for her.
Maybe that is why she believed that she was a soulless monster; because her eyes refused to show almost any emotion at all. Jay called it an RBF, but the other spies often talked behind her back about how their blood ran cold whenever they looked at her.
"Alright now, don't be a ninny. You won," he whispered his last words as she pushed her blade made warm with his blood into him once more.
Surprisingly, he smiled as she watched his soul leaving his eyes.
The fights were always adrenaline pumping and cruel, but the ends were always empty, void of anything, like the dark outer space. The ends always left Olivia alone with her buried emotions.
Once she turned 18, she'd drink it all away. Jay had always told her not to drink too much, but she had insisted that a bit of wine hurt no one at all. It was just her and her bottle of wine, staring out of a glass wall into a dark world of nothingness. **
She locked herself in, and took out her bottle of red wine from the cold storage. There was just enough to fill one glass, which left her dejected.
"Oh come on…" she said out loud, when she saw a small tag on the bottle of wine.
'Just a glass, but if it were me, I wouldn't drink it at all.'
'Courtesy, Your dearest Jay. '
'Why's he so nosy?' She wondered as she gulped down the only glass of wine. The liquid was surprisingly strong, and burned down her throat. 'Wine doesn't do that does it?' However, she pushed her suspicions away and let the barely present alcohol content take over her consciousness.
One drop, two drops, tears rolled down her face all the way down to her neck as she let her head fall back onto the cold marble floor. She was now curled up on the ground, her tears trickling down on the shiny black floor.
She was heartless when it came to an assignment, but she hated how her sense of empathy failed to leave her alone at times. She'd feel everything at once, or feel nothing at all.
She tried to cry it all out, but her mind seemed too tired to even handle that small amount of red wine. Her eyes closed shut by themselves as her ears got lost in the music that was playing from the room next to her. **
"Well Korea, here I come," she whispered, raising her glass in toast and sipping the glass clean. That was the last thing she remembered doing before she woke up in a plane the next morning.
"Well good morning Olive."
"What the heck?" Olivia exclaimed and turned around, only to see a woman with a kid behind her grumbling about her cussing.
"I told you not to drink that didn't I?" he said with a smirk on his face, which left Olivia perplexed. "Well at least you had a good night's sleep after a long time."
"You drugged me?!" she shouted in pure shock, which brought an air hostess to their seat.
"Is everything okay here ma'am?" she asked, seemingly concerned.
"Ah yes, we were just playing around. It's cool," she stated, gritting her teeth as Jay giggled.
"Alright ma'am. Tell me if there is something wrong." The hostess went away, but not before staring Jay down. She was probably suspicious about Jay because of Olivia's little outburst.
"You're such an evil little dude!"
"But hey! I made your boarding process easy, cause you slept through all of it," he said, wearing a smug expression on his face.
"I can't believe I got drugged by you out of all people!" Olivia exclaimed in disbelief, which seemed to get the attention of the hostess again.
"Hey now, shush. You should've tested it before you drank it. Never let your guard down, remember?"
"Well I'm sorry I didn't test a drink that was in my own fucking room!!" Olivia said sarcastically, and rolled her eyes. She looked out of the window to see the wings of the airplane cutting through the clear blue skies.
"Thanks for the window seat anyways."
"Yeah no shit Sherlock! Oh, and thank you for two hours with this kid behind me kicking into my seat constantly."
In two more hours, they found themselves flat out in a hotel room that Olivia was supposed to stay in. Jay had his own room, but didn't seem to have the intention of heading over there anytime soon.
"This is gonna be hard without a translator don't you think?" Olivia said, while lying face first on the mattress. They had given the cab driver a hard time since they only spoke English.
"Yeah, no one here seems to know a word of English. Not that it's a bad thing, but the agency should've sent a translator with us."
"You know very well they'd never do that. They like watching us suffer." Olivia sighed as she rolled around, all of her bone joints hurting like hell. "And they probably thought you'd know a bit of Korean."
"No way! The boss knows how many days I tried to learn Korean, and how I gave up in the end."
"Maybe he believed that you weren't that dumb."
"What a joke. Anyways, where to now?"
"I wish we could sleep the jetlag off today, but we need to be in Hanam the Hill in an hour according to our schedule."
"I don't think we'll get the guy in Hanam. His apartment building is probably restricted for visitors who aren't in the friend list of the residents."
"We still have to try, the boss put it on our schedule!" Olivia exclaimed, already dejected about the possible setback. "We'll just hang outside the building and hope to see him I guess."
Jay didn't want to waste his time there with a negative probability of getting to spy the guy there, but still followed Olivia without another word.
As usual, she took her loyal guns with her, and strapped them to her ankles, along with her knife. She expected Jay to be late, but he was right on time with his makeup on point.
They picked up coffee on the way and took another cab to Hanam, which took them just about seven minutes to get there. "Now that was quick," Olivia said, looking around to analyze the area.
She got caught up in the moment however, as she stopped to admire the beauty of the place. She almost envied the people who got to wake up to such a breath-taking view everyday. The top of the hill was coated with fresh snow, with dew drops glittering on almost every single blade of grass at the bottom of the hill.
Two strangers walked past them, and as Olivia caught their eyes, they bowed to show their respect; to which Jay pulled her down to bow back to them.
"Everyone seems so nice here," Jay said, also admiring every bit of the view.
They settled down in front of the target's apartment building, much to the dismay of the security guard there. He seemed to be worried about them sitting there, but didn't go up to them since they looked like harmless tourists.
It was one hour, two hours, three hours, of waiting in the same spot, before Olivia stood up out of frustration and pure boredom. "Jay, let's just go, we'll get him in Itaewon tonight."
Not getting to a target in the very first try was something Olivia didn't vibe with. As much as she hated having to wait around and learn more about the target, she had promised herself not to kill anyone like she had done in the past.
She wanted to learn the truth before she got to decide whether they were worthy of their life or not.
Gifts
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received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone