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本帖最後由 Levi~依卡~ 於 2016-3-13 23:14 編輯
原文我來發咯~
它原本是個完成文章：“It was a difficult decision but I had made my choice……”
所以當我看見題目時靈感就不斷湧上來了！！（（在說什麽啊我！
總之，以下就是原文啦！！！
-補助-
*ominous：1）不祥的，壞兆頭的
2）前兆的，預兆的
*silhouetted：黑色側影，黑色半身象/輪廓
*traumatized：精神創傷
*ironic：反語的
*haughtily：傲慢的
*arrogant：自大的，傲慢的
It was a difficult decision but I had made my choice.
“Live or die?” A voice came in my brain.
It was a very dark, silent street. There was only one street lamp lighting up the end corner, giving the street an ominous feel. It made the street felt more mysterious and dangerous. However, the stars in the sky could be seen clearly – although uncountable. The temperature surrounding dropped. It got colder and colder by the second until the snow started to fall from the sky.
A little while later, the street was covered up in snow. And in this street stood a person under the dim street lamp. The person was about 1.80 metre tall; I assumed he was a man. The person was rubbing his hands and blowing out white fog from his mouth. It seemed like he had been standing there for a long time. His excited yet worried face showed that he was waiting for someone but he did not know that he could never wait until the person come.
Chewing the gum, I walked quietly towards him. I drew a sword hidden beneath my long sleeve and stabbed into his heart from his back, and he fell onto the ground. The pristine white snow was soon stained with the beautiful red blood. My heart froze. I could never forget this scene; it was my first mission as a killer. That time I was only eight years old. I had made my choice.
Zen; it was my code name as an assassin. I could hardly recall fragments of my past before that man; the Boss adopted me when I was three years old. The only memory I remembered was there was a person calling out to me but I could never see the person’s face, it was silhouetted against the bright light. The day the Boss adopted me was also a snowing day. He found me in a house, which was on fire in countryside.
The Boss took care of me although I was afraid of him in the beginning. After a few months, I found out that he was a professional killer and that he was the boss of an organization. It was almost a year then since I was adopted by the Boss but I was still traumatized, I could not speak a word. He decided to take me to meet his partners so that they can communicate with me and help me speak again. When we reached the appointed destination, a woman jumped out of nowhere – drawing a revolver in an attempt to assassinate him but failed. The woman, however, destroyed his perfect plan – a plan to hide his real identity as a cruel killer from me. Since I had come to know of his background, he decided to spill it out then. He introduced me to all his partners; who all turned out to be his trusted gang of killers. He was contemplating the idea at first but when he saw my emotionless unfazed reaction, he knew all his worried were wasted.
Soon, I was acquainted with all the killers and we always played together. In about three years’ time, I learnt all the assassination skills but I still could not talk….until that day. The day I went out with the other killers to observe how they assassinate people.
That day they received an easy mission and they decided to bring me along, thinking it would be safe for me. However, an out of expectation situation happened. Their target, an aristocrat suddenly attacked me with a knife and took me away from them. Then out of desperation, he put fire to the forest – burning the forest down to ashes. Shocked and angry, my guardians searched for me and having found me, they gave their target a fatal shot before rescuing me. As the aristocrat was injured, he could not go far. He hid behind a tree nearby them and waited for the right time to launch an attack. The killers were unaware of the fact. Out of anxiety and fear, my voice escaped from my mouth and I shouted on top of my lung. And the aristocrat fell to his ground. Since that day, I could talk but I talked less.
“Do you want to go to school?” asked the Boss one day when I was twelve years old.
After that day, I got another identical, as a student. Although I had never been to primary school, all the killers including the Boss did not forget the importance of knowledge. Therefore, I was allowed to attend secondary school. Be a student in the morning, be a killer in the night. However, the first encounter between me and ‘he’ during my mission had changed my life forever. He was wearing a mask, so was I. And in every encounter we shared, he always killed my target first. I had reported to the Boss and although he said it was alright, I could tell that he was perturbed.
“Starting from today, a new student is joining our class. So everyone please take care of him,” the teacher spoke frankly when a boy pulled out and sat beside me.
“Yue...” said the boy.
“?” I raised an eyebrow.
“My name,” he said again as he caught my confused face.
“Oh! My name is Qian, Lin Qian. Nice to meet you,” I quickly replied. I thought I saw him looking down for a little while when he heard my name but the expression faded off in a blink of an eye as he turned back to smile a bright smile.
Since that day, we both became very good friends. More expression appeared on my face and my frozen heart melts into a garden of spring. Although every night I still need to kill people and ‘he’ was always the first to kill my targets, I could soon forget all those things and bothered no more when I was with him.
One night, the same situation happened even though there were some killers present to help me. Hence, the Boss was in hot blood and he slapped me. Although the other killers quickly jumped to their feet and isolated me from the Boss, I could hear what he said:
“If I had known this at first, I would not have saved you from the fire! Cause you know what? I was the man who killed your family!”
Eh? What?, my monologue raised a question.
My head was spinning all around, causing a great pain. The next I knew, I lost my consciousness. When I woke up, it was already midnight. When I was unconscious, I dreamt a dream which happened long ago. There was my father, mother, me and my brother but I could not remember their faces. I cried.
As they heard my crying, the other killers, my first friends rushed into my room and passed me a bag. They asked me to leave as fast as possible. Tears rolled down my eyes. It was ironic; I had come to love them all as a family. Even though they asked me to leave, to run away from the Boss, but where else could I go?
Without much consideration, I ran out of the mansion. Suddenly, I heard a sound and stopped immediately. I quickly hid behind a tree. I could not believe my eyes when I saw the Boss and ‘he’, standing face to face.
“So, it’s you who always kills Zen’s target first,” the Boss said haughtily. There was clear dissatisfaction in his eyes.
“She is not Zen. What do you plan to do now?” replied ‘he’. A smile lit up the corner of his lips – he seemed to enjoy the little midnight meeting with the arrogant man.
“Kill you, then she is mine,” the Boss replied with a grin. “Forever mine!”
“She’s not yours, she is my sister. Please return her to me, my father and mother’s murderer! I knew the reason why you killed my parents especially my father as he had taken away my mother from you, didn’t he? So, return my sister, she’s not a substitute of my mother!” said ‘he’. There was determination glowing in his eyes.
Eh? All my memories were flowing in like a gushing stream of river. My head was in pain as the images forced themselves in.
The Boss realised that I was there and caught me as a hostage. He swiftly shot his opponent’s mask down when ‘he’ was hesitating. My eyes widened, I saw ‘he’, my brother’s real face! It was him, Yue! At that moment, I hardened my heart and told him by our argot to shoot me so that he could kill the Boss. Without any sign, he shot me. The Boss was shocked but he could no longer do a thing as he stumbled down to his death. My brother quickly came to my side.
“Thank you,” the last words I said to my brother as Zen or Qian.
A few years later, you would always hear that there were two people, a brother and his sister traveling around the world.
“Brother! You see! There are so many lavenders,” a girl commented happily to a lad walking up behind her with a gentle face. |
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