The Assassin and Her
He was darkness personified.
Evil in human form.
Frozen and heartless
His chest was an empty hole.
Immovable, unshakable
Carried out his orders perfectly
and without mercy or thought
Trained from the cradle
as a killer
Never had he felt before
Never had he known love
the feel of a mother's kiss upon his cheek
the feel of comfort in a father's arms
the knowing of trust from a child's eyes
Pain, he understood most closely
Despair was his companian
Reeking havoc was his nature