Smuggler by SupMario Chapter Five On top of a small hill, a lone figure stood surveying the small village nestled in the valley below. He target was somewhere down there and she would find him easily enough. She was an assassin for the same organization that her mother worked for and had been doing contract assassinations for a year now, ever since her mother, Zayla, had finished training her. It had been a hard three years of grueling exercise, both mental and physical. Her mother had taught her how to read people's minds which made her work a lot easier. She was trained in four types of martial arts and was a top marksmam with the small blaster she carried on her hip. She was 14 and had long red hair cascading down her back and a lithe, athletic figure. Carrie was her name and killing people, very special people, was her game. She was also a top notch spy that her mother trusted when it came down to the wire. Carrie wasn't always a spy and a killer. She had once been the lover of a kind and loving man, but she remembered nothing of this, thanks to her "mother" Zayla who had kidnapped her 3 years before and brainwashed her into becoming her daughter. Carrie walked down the valley's rim and into the small village humming tunelessly, walking with a spring in her step. She loved making these evil scum pay for their crimes, it was so exhilerating to watch them beg for mercy and then vaporize them! Or sometimesm if he hit was in a dangerous area, she'd drop a death drone into the air and program it to home in on the target. The things were so silent, they could sneak up on the target and WHAM, the end. The teenager opened her mind and tried to seek out her target. It was a older Ralarian female who had murdered fifteen people on her home world and then dissapeared. The intergalactic police had been looking for her for years. But what's more, one of the people she had killed had been a top ranking member of the organization and that was why Carie was here, seeking her out. When she finally found the woman, she realized that the situation was more complicated than she was normal. Usually these types would hide out and stay rather secluded, hiding from authority. This woman had started a new family and had two toddlers nursing at each breast. She didn't mind killing the guilty, but innocent children? Even she couldn't make herself do that. She decided the best thing to do was return to base and explain herself to her mother and hope she didn't get into too much trouble. She walked back to the secluded spot where she had landed her small fighter and got into the cockpit. She made the preperations and then took off, flying out of the planet's atmosphere and towards her home, on Travilia 4, where the organization's HQ was. Her flight was unenventful, and she landed in the large hangar bay, eager to see her mother after the four months that she had been in space, doing her job. The corridors seemed strangely empty to Carrie as she walked down the twisting passageways that led to her mother's spacious quarters. She keyed in the code for the door and slowly walked in the room. Her mother was lying on her bed asleep, snoring softly. Carrie got undressed and slipped into the bed with her mother, and snuggled up to her and swiftly fell asleep, glad to be getting the rest. Now long ago, Zayla had realized that to keep Carrie with her, she'd need a way to keep her from reading her mind, along with all of the rest of the people who knew the truth about Carrie. The solution was a small microship which was surgically planted the into the brain. This kept the mind free of telepathic snooping. Zayla, in the months since Carrie had left, had developed an inoperable form of brain cancer, which even in their advanced society, they had no cure for. The microchip had been taken out in one of the many attempts at treatment, and so when Carrie awoke, several hours later, she had total access to her "mother's" mind. ********** I awoke feeling rested and looked around me, wondering where I was. I was in mother's bedroom, and mother was right her with me. I shook her gently, but she didn't awaken. Startled, I reached into her mind, trying to see if she was alright. I kew she didn't like me using my abilities around her, but I was concerned. What I found was nothing short of astonishing! She was really my aunt, my mother's twin. She had kidnapped me three years ago and brainwashed me. I couldn't believe it, but I did when I found the codeword in her mind that unlocked my hidden memories and suddenly I realized that I hadn't seen Scott in three years! My god, I thought deperately, I hope he's okay! ********** It had been three long years since I'd lost Carrie. I had tried retiring for a while, but without Carrie around to keep me interested, I quickly grew bored and went back to smuggling. I was good at it and it kept my mind off other things, like losing the one true love of my life. I had gotten home from a long run in the Gresious Nebula when there was a knock on my door. I opened it and a red and black blur knocked me to the ground. It was her. After three years she just arrives on my doorstep. She was crying in my arms and babbling incoherently. I got up and carried her over to the sofa, closed the door and went over held her in my arms for the first time in three long years. Soon I was crying too, out of joy. End of chapter five.