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Carson-Alexander walked into his room and laied in his bed. Katana flew in through the window and sat on his stomach. "I don't know what to do anymore, Katana. If I get three hits this year. . . I'll tie with mom, . . . but I'm not sure I want to be like mom. I don't want people to idolize me like they did with mom. I don't want all these eyes on me, . . . but I'm stuck because I want to make dad proud." He sighed and put an arm over his eyes. He felt like crying, but he didn't want to feel weak, so he held it in. The only time he cried was when his father was killed. " He put his other hand on Katana and tried to sleep.

Katana walked into the room silently. Not a sound came from her steps or the door. She put her nose to the crack of the door before opening it all the way. She flung the for open and caught three poison Darts in her hand that wasn't taken. She pulled Micheal into the room and let go of his hand. She opened a drawer it was empty inside. Then she reached her hand in the very back and pushed down opening door that was hidden. A large folder with alot of information was inside. "Here." She handed him the folder." There's more." She went over to the chair in the room and reached her hand under it. She pulled out another folder. Then to the closet and they another folder was hidden behind the power box. She took the first folder from Michael and pushed him on the bed. She set the folders next to him. She sat next to him. "There. That's all of it. Look at it here the papers can't leave the room. Literally. Theirall rigged to burnif they do. Carson shouldn't be back for a while."

Katana thought about it. "What's you last name. The third folder has all of the family killings. Its in alphabetical order." She admired his determination. "Carson circled all of the places that have been hit more that twenty times. Some are random, but others are. . . Planned." She pulled a map out of the folder. "My best friend was an angel and killed here. That spot has been hit thirty-two times" she pointed to a spot in the map. "Him and his brother. His sited got away, but she was killed later on over here." She pointed to the lower corner of the map. "Most of the places with whole family killings are here. She put her finders over three spots on the map. "And thanks to me we also have maps of heaven and hell and limbo. Limbo was really hard to he a hold of."

Katana pulled out a small stack of papers. "These are all the papers with one family survivor." Katana got up and went to a dresser and reached into the back of it. She pulled out a chocolate bar and smiled. "Would you like some?" She asked. In her mind chocolate made everyone feel better.

Katana pointed to a spot on the papers with the chocolate she was giving to Micheal. "Here." She quoted the writing. It was the only paper hand written. "'Micheal : Singal survivor of family slaughter. No other know survors. Once target, now asassin. Slight metal scaring. Unknown state of mental heath. Physical. Heath is a 10. Doesn't suspect a thing.' That's weird. This is Gregory's hand writing mixed with Elaine's. They must have known something." Katana handed him the chocolate and laid next to Michael looking at the paper confused.

"You can't." Katana shook her head. Her face was upset and she took a bit of her chocolate. "They were Carson's parents. I was very close to them both, but their dead now. Elaine is gone due to Carson's birth and Gregory is gone because he died on a mission two years ago." She was very confused now. "I wonder if Carson knows more about this. Do you think he does?" She was surprised she thought she knew everything about carson- maybe not. . .

"He wouldn't ever mean anyone harm. He hasn't even killed before. He just. . . Nevermind. My point is that he's All for secrets, but these notes are notes taken before you make a kill." She sighed and looked away from the papers and Michael and looked out the window. "The kind of kill that goes under cover. As in. . . Kills against other assassins." Her face went expressionless, but her eyes showed pain and betrayal.