Cheerleader.

Alexakis.

Killing with Marcus was the most fun I had in a while. I enjoyed the blood rush in the heat of the moment; my blood pumping fast, all my veins craving the blood of the human and the zeal to kill. Who would have thought Marcus was going to be my partner in this? After that day, we hung out a few times, drinking and talking about it all. Well, he did most of the talking because I hardly said anything. It was a bit tiring for him, but what could he do? He had to make do with what he had at the moment; a friend that shared in his killing interest.

I also became a person of interest to Angelo. He liked the way I handled the previous job and wanted me to keep at it. Might as well be his right-hand man after Marcus. I felt like I had found my place, I was accepted with open arms even though they didn't know everything about me. But that didn't matter. All Angelo cared about was a mercenary that asked no questions; that mercenary was me.

"Alex, Alex." He called as he walked past m