Ashlynn's Pov-

I heard the door open behind me and my shoulders immediately stiffened while my hand reached out to the dagger on my leg.

As the person walked forward, I got ready to attack but they didn't do anything and just took a seat next to me on the floor.

I slowly turned my head around to see who it was, because it sure as hell couldn't be Ace, Vi or Lix. They know better than to sneak up on me.

I saw Alfie sitting there, taking in his surroundings.

What the hell is he doing here?!

I look at him again, making sure I actually saw him and my eyes weren't playing tricks on me.

Nope, still there. I blinked.

Yup, definitely there.

His eyes were glued to my shoulder. I looked down to see a huge dark spot on my suit and that's when I started to feel the excruciating pain as well.

Huh, so that's where the blood came from.

Yeah, and the million other injures I probably have right now.

Oh well.

I made sure to show no pain on my face and continued wrapping Chris's wounds sloppily while paying no attention to Alfie's presence.

"You need to get those wounds wrapped up Ashlynn." He spoke softly after a while, referring to the blood patches on my suit. I shook my head and rubbed my hands together anxiously, waiting for the medical team to arrive.

Gosh what's taking them so long.

"Look, you can hate me all you want, but if you don't get help soon, you'll literally like bleed to death." He spoke more seriously this time, coming closer to take a better look at my wounds.

I pulled my hand up and pointed towards Chris's unconscious body. "Him first"

Alfie looked at me with a concerned expression but nonetheless nodded after considering his options for a good minute. Guess he knows better than to argue with me by now. He grabbed a clean cloth from one of the cupboards in the room -don't even ask why it was there in the first place- and started to wrap his wounds up way more securely and professionally than I was.

After he was done, he turned towards me and began "he'll be fine until we're able to get the medical help. But you-"

He was cut off by the doors of the room bursting open and Ace sprinting in, towards me and tackling me into a bone crushing hug, literally cutting off my air supply.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" He mumbled into my hair, not letting go.

"Can't-....... breathe-..." I choked out, not being able to speak.

He immediately loosened his grip but still kept his hands on my shoulders and mumbled an apology.

I nodded and motioned towards Chris as I tilted my head towards his unconscious state.

Ace looked at him and his eyes widened as he looked back at me, as if asking if he'll be ok.

"He needs Medical attention." I informed him hurriedly.

"I don't mean to interfere but like you also need some serious medical help. You really need to get those wounds stitched up or they might get infected" Alfie piped in, a pleading expression on his face.

Ace looked at Alfie, the back at me and then back at Alfie. He had an extremely confused expression on his face and it looked like he was having a hard time forming words.

And before he could, the doors barged open once again and in came Vi and Lix.

"Oh thank goodness you're alright"

"Do you have any idea how we were scared out of our minds"

They spoke at the same time and gave me a bone crushing hug as well.

Damn do none of my friends have eyes?

I nodded at them and gave them a small smile.

"We need to get outta here" Ace interjected and we all agreed to that.

"All the guards are down, the passage is clear" Felix informed.

"All the kids and people from the cells are out. They were scared shitless but are being taken to the vehicles right now." Viola added.

Me and Ace shared a look. These were the people like me and Ace. Maybe they weren't here to be trained to become assassins, but they were probably kept as lab rats or worse.

I just hope they aren't as far gone as us and still have a chance to a happy life.

"Well I certainly did my job as well" I shrugged and pointing towards William's dead body which was now covered in a pool of his own blood.

To many people, this might be an uncomfortable view, but it gave me a sense of satisfaction and peace.

Yes I might be a maniac but I ain't complaining.

Ace gave me a small grin, sharing my thoughts, which I proudly returned.

"All the hostages in that room are out as well. One of them....... ran away somewhere though." he told about his part of the job with a confused expression and furrowed his eyebrows in uncertainty.

I tilted my head towards the side, until realization hit me a second later and I turned towards Alfie.

"You wouldn't happen to be that person who ran off.....would you?" I asked him, with my eyes narrowed.

He rubbed the back of his neck and gave me a nervous smile "Maybe?"

Oh you've gotta be kidding me right now.

Wait shit. This means everybody else were probably my other biologicals.

Oh HELL NO.

Please tell me that they did NOT just witness me beating the crap out of their family member as the black flower.

Ok nope. Not gonna think about that right now. Focus.

But what if they-

Ok NO. FOCUS.

I sighed and rubbed my temples, while turning towards my friends while mumbling a sarcastic "great".

"Let's move" Felix ordered, and we started marching down the hallways while Ace carried Chris.

"Who's gonna do it?" Viola asked out aloud as she pointed towards the bombs strapped to our suits.

"I got it" I nodded and started setting up the bombs all around the building, Viola doing the same.

The moment we got out, the building behind us went up in flames and I immediately took cover behind one of the cars and dragged Alfie and Ace with me while Viola and Felix took cover behind the other cars.

We watched the building burn to the ground with mesmerized eyes.

Or well at least me and Ace did, the others were just waiting for the explosions to calm down.

It was honestly the view of a lifetime. I mean seriously, the building of my nightmares and trauma was burning to the ground and I was responsible for it. Best. View. Ever.

After the fire had calmed down a bit, we got into the van and sped to the hospital.

"I know a hospital. It's like a five minutes drive from here and is one of the best ones in the city." Alfie said, but it sounded more like a suggestion.

Our hospital was at least about 15-20 minutes from here and I was starting to get a little light headed, my ribs eating me alive and my shoulder felt like it was gonna come off at any given moment. So I nodded at Alfie and told him to guide the driver to the said hospital.

Upon reaching, we all immediately got out and Alfie went up to the front desk. He showed some sort of a badge and they let us all in.

I'm guessing the Americans own this hospital but I'm not sure what the badge was all about.

We walked in and some of the nurses immediately took Chris to one of the rooms on a stretcher. The four of us waited outside the room. Alfie was.....I'm not sure where he was.

I was having a hard time staying awake but HEY it's not my fault that I got sedated, kidnapped, tortured and had a very damaging fight with a strong ass person and then had to run around the building like a lunatic. Yes clearly my day had been extremely fun.

A few minutes later, Alfie walked up to me. "You need to get checked up as well" he started.

I ignored him and closed my eyes, trying to get some sleep on the uncomfortable chair I was sitting in.

"I can't believe I'm actually agreeing with this person but yeah Ash get your ass up and go with him." Ace said and I shot him a 'you-are-so-dead-' look.

"You can be annoyingly stubborn later. Now GO." he pushed me off the chair and into a standing position and then waved me off. Uh, Rude.

I scoffed and threw my hands up in the air, immediately regretting it due to my bad shoulder. I winced but quickly blanked my face of any sign of pain. Clearly I was too late since Ace was already giving me the 'told-you-so' look.

"Wait, what happened to you?" Viola asked and Felix looked equally confused.

"I...... got stabbed?" I replied, but it sounded more like a question.

All three of them narrowed their eyes at me, as if telling me to go on, because getting a minor stab wound is actually quite normal when we go on our missions.

"Like...7 times...maybe-" I finished sheepishly.

Viola and Felix's ayes widened like freaking basketballs while Ace just gave me a sympathetic look. He knew this was nothing uncommon at that organization. As long as the beating doesn't kill you, it's deserved according to them.

"You wha-....." Viola started, but seemed like she couldn't find the right words to finish her sentence.

"It's whatever" I shrugged. Damnit I've gotta stop moving my shoulder.

It felt like they wanted to say more, but before they could, I turned towards the awkwardly standing Alfie who now had a horrified look plastered on his face.

I raised my eyebrows at him expectantly and he just nodded, while telling me to follow him, the shocked expression never leaving his face.

He guided me to a room which was in what looked to be the more private sector of the building. I followed him into an empty room which looked pretty similar a normal hospital room. Just more luxurious.

"Where's the doctor?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

He pointed towards himself and I furrowed my eyebrows even further.

Ok what. So he's telling me he's a doctor now? yeah No.

"Look, interacting with those other doctors is the last thing you need right now. They'll ask you a shit ton of questions about how you got these injuries, how old you are, why you're dressed like that bla bla bla. They'll also ask to call your parents and family but something tells you don't need that right now." He explained.

"I thought you owned this hospital." I tilted head a bit towards the side.

"I don't. Dad does. And I wasn't sure if you'd wanna let him know about everything just yet." he said, while handing me a bunch of clean clothes.

"Well they already know the worst part." I sighed, referring to the part where all of our biological family saw me as the Black Flower.

"Mhm, get changed, those wounds aren't gonna heal themselves now are they?" he gave me a small smile, obviously changing the topic and not wanting to admit the fact that I am the assassin the whole world fears. But I knew that conversation was gonna come, sooner or later.

Honestly, the thought alone makes me proud of myself.

I nodded and headed towards the restroom. I got out of my bloody suit, took a quick shower and got into an oversized hoodie along with baggy pants.

I'm pretty sure Alfie wanted me to get into the hospital gown he handed me, but there is no way in any freaking universe that I'll wear that crap.

I don't care if I'll die if I don't wear that, but like I WON'T wear that.

Most of my wounds had stopped bleeding, but still looked bad and were hurting. A LOT.

I walked into the room and Alfie gestured for me to lay down on the bed. Instead, I just eyed the needle in his hand skeptically. VERY skeptically. Now no, I'm not scared of needles. I'm a grown assassin for fucks sake.

But yes, I'm very afraid if he's gonna be the one giving me stitches.

He followed my gaze towards his hand holding the needle and looked back at me.

"I promise I'm not that bad. Actually I have a freaking medical degree." He sighed, making me look at him wide eyed.

Huh. Medical degree? Impressive.

When we were young, he always told me how he wanted to become a doctor when he grew up and help people. He always said that wanted to help children like me and the good people out there.

Well, can't say I'm not happy that he's doing what he's always wanted to.

"So, you work here?" I asked him while walking towards the bed to sit down.

"Yeah." He nodded.

"But don't tell anybody. Nobody knows. Well except for you now" He added quickly.

I nodded while taking a seat as he came over to my side of the bed. He asked if he could lift up my hoodie to look at the injuries, to which I nodded.

Well, I didn't exactly want him to see all the scars and stuff but the pain was seriously getting worse and unbearable.

He lifted it up and I could see his eyes widen, his body totally freezing for a minute but then going back to the wounds.

He didn't comment on anything and I was very grateful for that.

After stitching everything up, he did an X-ray.

While the results came, he checked for any other minor or major injuries.

In the process, he lifted up my sleeves and I didn't think anything about it.

But soon enough though, realization hit me and I snapped my head towards him, but it was too late.

He'd already seen all the scars on my arms and wrists.

Shit.

Usually I'd apply makeup on my arms to hide all the scars but ofcourse that was a bit impossible today.

His eyes held the most heartbreaking expression I'd ever seen and if I didn't know any better, I swear I saw tears forming in his eyes before he blinked them away.

It did hurt me to see him in this much pain because of me, but well I can't change the past now, can I?

Yes, I used to self harm. I'm not very proud of it but like hey, I was very young and didn't know any better. It was the only way I could snap out of memories and panic attacks for a really long time and even though I shouldn't admit it, it really did help. It was a good distraction and the physical pain didn't bother me very much. My brain was too fucked up to distinguish the good from the bad the right from the wrong. The idea of suicide did cross my mind, but I never acted on it and I don't ever plan to. Everything I did was just a method of coping and causing any kind of serious damage was not the agenda 14 year old me had in mind. Besides, all the damage was already done. What could I have possibly done to make it worse, right?

I looked down, not wanting to look at his pained expression. He didn't say anything about it either and moved on to wrapping a slight gash on my arm but the atmosphere had already gotten way too awkward for my liking.

When the results came back, I had 3 broken ribs, 2 cracked ones, a major concussion and a dislocated ankle.

After patching everything up and doing whatever doctors do to injuries like mine, Alfie finally put me on a bedrest and told me to to keep my exertion level to a minimum. He did do a pretty good job, I'll give him that much.

I did wanna have a good night's sleep then and there, but had to go and check up on the others as well. Especially I had to see how Chris was holding up.

The both of us walked back to where Christopher's room was. I saw Ace, Felix and Viola sitting on the couches in the waiting area outside and walked up to them.

All of them had changed up and were currently passed out on the couches. They probably didn't get any sleep while I was gone.

I thought that I'll let them sleep for now and go check on my father for the time being. Alfie told me to wait outside and that he'll go check up on him and tell me when I can go in.

I nodded. After a few minutes of waiting, I sat down on the empty seat besides Viola, which caused her to wake up. Whoops.

"Hey, how're you holding up?" she whispered, not wanting the others to wake up.

"just fine" I whispered back.

"Uh, No you're not." Alfie piped in, coming out of the room with a bunch of papers in his hands.

"What happened?" Viola asked him, because she knew she wasn't gonna get anything out of me. Uh.

"She has 3 broken ribs, a major concussion along with other things." He informed her and I rolled my eyes.

Vi narrowed her eyes at me and gave me a pointed look.

"Like I said. Just Fine." I smiled sheepishly at her making her sigh and shake her head in disapproval.

"Will he be ok?" I asked Alfie on a more serious note, gesturing towards the room Chris was in.

"He'll be absolutely fine. He doesn't have any major injuries, just a few scratches and minor wounds. He was just passed out because of a chemical injected into his bloodstream." He said with a small smile.

"Thankyou" I nodded and breathed out in relief.

He looked a bit shocked that I'd actually said that, but soon enough though his smile grew wider and he nodded back with a "no problem".

Honestly, I was quite shocked myself that I'd actually said that. There are not a lot of people I thank and it's definitely not common.

But he'd actually helped us a lot. And I can't just ignore that. If he hadn't been there, I don't even want to think about what could have happened.

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(A/N)

Heyyyyyy!

Alright I know that was a crappy chapter but like I seriously don't know what to write further.

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