The Assassin’s Children Part 3

Gish looked inside and saw a silhouette of a person.

“Dad!” The boy exclaimed, rushing towards his father, completely forgetting about Connor. He hugged his father so tightly.

“What happened to Connor?” Kent rushed out from a corner and went to his son’s body. Connor’s chest was still slightly rising up and down.

“He got shot in the chest,” Sarah explained, pulling away from her father’s grasp. Kent seemed very worried.

“Kate’s gonna kill me… I never should’ve sent Connor by himself,” The children’s uncle said, examining the wound. Ruco let go of his son.

“Is it bad?” Gish’s father asked. Kent nodded.

“We need to take him to the hideout,” Ruco said, beginning to walk out of the shed. Gish and Sarah followed him.

“I’m not sure how long he’ll last like this.” Kent looked extremely worried about his son. “He’s always had a frail body.”

“Well, the hideout is the safest place to go. You know that Kent.” Ruco speeded up his pace, careful to not crunch any of the leaves under his feet. Kent suddenly stopped. His companions looked at him quizzically.

“What’s wrong?” Gish asked. Kent raised his fingers to his lips.

“Shhh…” There was a clinking of metal. Ruco pushed his two children down onto the dirt ground.

“Oomph!” Gish felt his father’s glare. After a while, Kent gestured for the children to get up.

“What was wrong?” Sarah questioned, as they continued to hike on to their destination.

“Well, we suspected that the enemy was searching for our bodies.” Ruco grimaced.

Three hours later, the group finally reached a white van.

“It looks like those white vans from the movies,” Gish whispered to Sarah.

“Shut up,” his sister responded. Kent looked inside. No one seemed to be inside. Then, Ruco knocked a mysterious combos of rhythms and the back door opened. Kent sprinted inside with Connor in his arms, with Sarah right after him. Ruco pushed Gish in and jumped into the driver’s seat. Turns out, there were people inside.

“Connor!” It was Kate. She quickly placed him onto a cot. She was very worried and her mascara was slightly runny. Kent took a medical kit out and began helping Kate with some stuff. No one seemed to notice the twins.

The small room at the back of the white van was illuminated by blue lights. There was a cot, which was nearest to the back of the car. On the walls, there were cabinets full of weapons, bullets, bullet proof vests, dried and canned food, lighters, medical equipment and batteries. Gish watched a large screen, which was showing live footage of an empty truck. Then, the van accelerated, throwing him onto the ground.

“What the…” Gish began, but he was pulled up front, to the 8 seats in the van.

“Dad! He was just in the back,” Sarah said, pushing her older brother into a seat. Gish immediately put on a seatbelt. His sister rolled her eyes.

“Seriously? We’re only going seventy miles per hour,” she said, looking at the dashboard.

“It’s a good idea to put on your seatbelt Sarah.” It was their grandmother, the former successful business tycoon. The girl rolled her eyes before putting on her seatbelt. A few seconds later, there was a hard brake.

“See?” Gish said to Sarah. She scowled and glared at him. The boy shrunk back into his seat.

A few minutes later, they were in a bustling town.

“Put these on,” Ruco said, giving the children caps and sunglasses.

“It’s just like the movies!” Gish exclaimed, putting on his sunglasses and looking at his handsome reflection. He put his cap on backwards. Ruco took it off Gish’s head and put it back on forwards.

“We can’t attract too much attention,” his father said.

“Speaking of attention, where’s Mom?” Sarah asked, putting her pistol into the waistband of her jeans.

“She’s waiting for us in the extraction point,” their grandmother responded, slowly getting out of the car. The two children got out, leaving Connor, Kate and Kent into the car. Ruco locked them inside and they walked right into a large fair.

“Fresh pastries right here!” a vendor yelled. Another vendor was advertising her teddy bears. Ruco pretended to examine a book, while Sarah looked at umbrellas. Gish’s grandmother was nowhere to be seen and Gish was stuck in the large crowd. Many tourists and villagers jostled him around. He finally found his way to a random stall, which sold playing cards. He examined some Batman patterned cards. A few minutes later, he noticed that Ruco had disappeared into the crowd once again. Gish pulled himself back into the crowd and was jostled around once again, before he heard a yell.

“Hey! You! Get back here!” A man dressed in black was chasing after Ruco, who was running away. Gish pushed his way through the crowd and pursued the two from a distance, followed by Sarah. Sarah eventually caught up to him and ran past him, intent on keeping Ruco in sight. Soon, they were in an empty grass clearing when the man in black pulled out a gun and began firing rapidly. Ruco fell onto the ground and rolled to the side, before taking out a gun. He began firing at the man, who collapsed onto the ground.

“Hurry,” Ruco said, running over to the children. They nodded.

“Follow the trees with the yellow markings if you don’t see me. Got it?” Ruco asked. Gish and Sarah nodded.

Eventually, they reached the area where Coco was supposedly waiting. There was nothing in sight.

“Do you think they took off without us?” Gish asked.

“Of course not!” Sarah bickered. Ruco looked at the children.

“Stop arguing… Please. Right now, we are in a very tense situation,” he warned. The twins nodded. Then, there was a loud sound of a car. Then, people in kabuki masks jumped out of the car and began firing into the grassy plateau.

The Assassin’s Child Part 1

The boy tossed and turned in his bed. He couldn’t sleep that night; he just couldn’t. Then, he eventually fell asleep.

The dream was quite peculiar. His dad, a well known son of a successful businesswoman, was yelling at him to run. Gish looked around. Men in black were advancing onto them, shooting at them. His dad was shooting and yelling, gesturing for him to run. Then, a bullet penetrated his father’s chest. It happened in slow motion. His father slowly flew backwards, blood gushing out of his chest. His eyes were unblinking, then the body, devoid of life, fell onto the ground, lifeless.

“No…”

Gish woke up with a start. His dad was standing above him, a smirk on his face.

“Finally… Your sister’s already awake.”

Gish had an eleven year old twin, Sarah. Sarah tended to do everything better than him. Sometimes, Gish pondered whether if she was an alien, not his twin.

“Dad! What the heck are we doing at four AM in the morning?” Gish asked, as they walked downstairs together. Ruco, his father, shrugged.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” he said. Gish sat down at the dining table.

He lived in a small house that was out in the rural. His grandmother, who had retired, lived next door, along with his uncle and aunt, Kent and Kate. They had a child, a nice boy by the name of Connor. Gish liked hanging out with Connor sometimes, but sometimes the other boy would become a grumpy person.

After scarfing down three slices of pizza, Gish followed his father straight into a wall.

“Daddy… What are we doing?” Sarah asked. Their mother, Coco, smiled.

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

Coco was Gish’s and Sarah’s mother. She had once been a trained assassin, but after giving birth, she moved into the countryside to take care of her kids. She loved eating pizza and Gish had clearly inherited that from her. Everything else, Gish inherited from his dad, Ruco. The hair, the face when he was determined, and more.

Ruco opened the thermometer control and inside, there was a screen. Ruco placed a hand on there. The wall turned into a door, which slid open. Ruco gestured for the children to walk inside. Sarah seemed fully aware of the hidden room, but Gish was in total awe.

“I’ve been living in this house for eleven years and I didn’t even know this existed?” Gish asked, looking around. Sarah smirked.

“You spend too much time with Connor in a way you never explore,” Sarah said. Gish rolled his eyes.

“Who would think of opening the thermometer?” he asked.

“If you had some common sense you would,” Sarah pointed out. Their parents looked at each other.

“Stop bickering now,” Ruco said, with a slight chuckle.

“Gish is so much like you… Too innocent,” Coco said. Ruco laughed.

“Just like me.”

Disney Afterwards: Frozen

I decided to create stories hypothesizing about what happened after the events of Disney princess movies.

After the events of Frozen, the kingdom of King Hans decided to go to war against Arendale. However, Arendale was not used to the concept of war so many soldiers were slaughtered and their once golden fields of grain had turned crimison.

As Queen Elsa tried to purge her land of the enemy’s soldier, she was assasinated in her sleep, leaving the kingdom in even more despair. As Anna, the younger sister of Elsa, took the throne, she was troubled by the amount of betrayals that were secretly going on in the palace. Elsa had left a diary, full of all of the people who had betrayed them. Among them, was Olaf the Snowman.

King Hans continued onwards, mercilessly slaughtering children, women, men and livestock. He burned villages and soon, all of Arendale’s military was gone. Queen Anna surrendered and was executed.

King Hans was a brutal tyrant, destroying and humiliating those who did not obey him. He was lazy and only wanted a relaxed life, so he appointed Olaf to be his servant. The evil Olaf ordered the slaying of millions, through Marshmallow, the horrible creature. That winter, many peasants starved to death. Hans ordered for a captive to be brought forwards. Kristoff, the husband of Anna, was brought forwards in shackles. Hans watched and tortured the poor man for three weeks before displaying Kristoff’s decapitated head in the halls. From then on, the people secretly called him King Hans the Dreadful.

Finally, there was an uprising. The angry peasants surged forwards, slaughtering the guards. Then, they ordered to see the king. As soon as the king stepped out into the balcony, three hundred arrows pierced his heart and the king had perished.

Now, each person had what they wanted: revenge and the death of Hans. Now, they didn’t know what to do. A princess from a neighboring kingdom arrived, a beautiful blonde woman with seemingly infinite locks of luscious hair that shined like the gold from the tales of the former and glorious Arendale. The woman revealed herself to be Rapunzel, a princess from a neighboring kingdom. She was fleeing from a group of highly trained assassins. The villagers took her in as their own. Because they did so, they all burned to death or suffocated from a poisonous gas. The princess died three days later, after being mutilated by the assassins.

The people of Arendale are gone. So is their history. Never shall it continue and if you visit their castle, you will hear the moans of the dying, the arrows piercing the king’s heart, and the screams of the mutilated. Then, you will fall and fall and fall to your own death. They will find you perished and will tell you this tale, a tale of sadness and hatred.