Okay so I just got back from watching the movie: Wanted! (btw it's really good!) and I had an amazingly awesome idea for a multishot. I don't know how many parts there'll be so we'll just see.
"How do we know that they deserve to die? We do it just because faith tells us to, but how do we know if it's right?" I asked. I've been asking these questions for the past 6 months! "Jasmine, learn this motto: kill one, save 1,000!" My mentor, nicknamed Fox replied. I had no idea what this meant.
I am Jasmine Richards, I had no idea of who I was until I joined this society. Apparently I was the heiress of the world's greatest a.ssa.ssin! My father was Julius Richards, the world's best a.ssa.ssin. And just 6 months ago, he was killed. Assassinated! I was taken to be trained to fullfill his destiny...to avenge him. But doing that...I killed the chief of police, I had to move to Europe, and I killed the prime minister of England! In just 6 short months I had become the most wanted person in the world...at the age of 17!!
My next job was to attend a concert. In New York City. At the Madison Gardens place. I wasn't too sure if I could do it...I mean I had to kill a performer, with cops and security guards everywhere! It was fate...I had to do it! I looked down at the sheet of paper. It said: "Joseph Adam Jonas." this was the name of the guy I had to kill.
On the plane me and Fox were talking silent conversations...as in we were passing notes on a napkin to eachother. "You will kill him as he is walking off the stage. One brother will be on the right side of him and the other brother will be behind him. You have a seat in the fourth row!" Fox was explaining. "I'm not that good of a gun person!" I wrote. "Jasmine, you can do it!" Fox wrote back.
I felt in my pocket and found my gun...my pistol. Small gun, but it was capable of doing some big damage. How did I get through the metal detector? Of yeah, when I beeped, I showed them my retainer...my metal retainer. I'm guessing that three years of braces, did pay off in the long run. I sighed heavily.
"This is your pilot speaking, please fasten your seat belts, we are preparing to land." the intercom said. I put my seat belt on. After we landed, and me and Fox recovered our luggage we caught a taxi cab to take us to the hotel we had reservations for...a Hilton Garden INN. Paris Hilton what a joke!
"So you know the plan?" Fox asked me. "Yeah." I said. We got out of the cab in front of the hotel. Me and Fox carried our luggage inside. "How may I be of your service ladies?" the clerk asked. "uhm...we need to check in. We have reservations." Fox said. "Name?" the clerk asked. "Richards." Fox said. The clerk handed us two room keys. "Suite 2130." the clerk said.
Next thing to do...a.ssa.ssinate Joseph Jonas!
