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Bang! The door was kicked open from the outside and three policemen came in holding guns. “What's happening?” Bruce had never been so confused in his entire life. The police ignored his question as they walked towards him, pointing the guns straight at him as one of them said “Don't try to do anything funny Mr Bruce Ortiz, do not move an inch.” “Hey I don't know what I did, what did I do?” Bruce looked around as though he could see an explanation of this written on the wall somewhere. “Mr Bruce Ortiz, you're under arrest for the theft of $750,000!” “What!” Bruce's eyes opened in shock “What the hell are y'all talking about? I've never stolen anybody's money in my life.”

Silence. That's all I ever wanted. But here's the thing about silence. It comes in different flavors. There's the peaceful kind, when you're alone in your room at 2 AM. Then there's the suffocating kind I got at school. High school was already a special kind of hell for me. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat next to me in every class. The usual stuff. Emily was the only one who made it bearable - until she wasn't. *Snap.* That's how quick it happened. One moment she's my best friend, the next? She's telling people things.. embarrassing things I trusted her with. Things I'd never told anyone else. She even lied! God, I can still hear the whispers. See the smirks. Feel the stares burning into my back. I went from being invisible to being a walking target. And it's funny how being ignored starts to feel like a luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidentally" dropped lunch trays. But then... *something* changed. You ever get that feeling? Like there's this... I dunno, this *presence* in your head? Not like voices or anything crazy. More like... you know when you're playing a video game and suddenly unlock a new ability? Yup. It's that kind of feeling. It started small. Just little things at first. But now? *tap tap tap* My fingers drum on the desk while I write. The tapping makes little shakes in the wood. Each tap feels like a small promise. I used to think rock bottom was a place. Well ladies and gentlemen, it turns out.. that it's more like a launch pad. And yeah, maybe I don't have everything figured out yet. Maybe I'm still piecing together what this... *thing* inside me is. But I do know one thing: They're gonna wish they'd left me invisible.

Parker James, the only son of a hitman 'James Davidson' who was assassinated because of the ancient crystal bestowed by another hitman sent by their cruel leader, witnessed the gruesome death of his parents while he hid away in the dark closet. Parker became an orphan and a hitman at an early stage; he was taken in by his father's friend, who trained him for six years to become the best hitman in the world and also gave him a powerful crystal to avenge his parent's death. Parker joined the hitman group when he clocked 27 years and pretended to be a low life; then he fell in love with Diana, the only daughter of the hitman's leader. Parker became hungry for revenge when he finally found out that Diana's father was the one that killed his own parents. Parker is now torn between avenging his parents deaths without getting himself killed and also fighting for the love he felt for Diana.