Poisoned Rayne - Jess909 (good books to read for 12 year olds .txt) 📗

Deborah Dawson Walked down Main Street unaware of the creature lurking in the shadows. She became nervous and clawed at the sides of her jacket, feeling a cold chill she looked over her shoulder. Deborah heard a low growl and stopped dead in her tracks. ‘Rabid dogs?’ She thought to herself, ‘No It was more of a cat’s growl… but it was so…Loud!’
Suddenly she was on her back staring into…’purple eyes?’
That was Deborah Dawson’s last thought before she died.


Rayne stood up and breathed heavily wiping her mouth on her sleeve. “Clean kill,” Her mother said appearing behind her. “I told you never to follow me on my hunt Mother.” Rayne still stared at her victim lying on the sidewalk, “If you’re going to follow in my footsteps, Kitten, I’m going to have to view your work. You did very well.” Her mother’s fangs glittered in the moonlight, “Your father would be proud.” Rayne laughed at this statement, “I could care less about how proud I make my father,” She shrunk herself down to her favorite state, She purred in approval and licked her paws and face clean.
She turned a purple eye to her mother and used her telepathy to call the car. Rayne hoped into her mother’s arms and the entered the limousine, they then returned to their manor on the outskirts of New York City.


Rayne woke up the next morning and walked down the stair case to the kitchen, “Miss Rayne, Might I make you some breakfast?” Melissa, the Griffin’s maid asked her as she stepped towards the door. She paused and pierced into Melissa’s mind, She laughed, Melissa was scared of Rayne. “No,” She said not looking over, “Where is my mother?”
“O-Outside Miss,” She stuttered.
Rayne moved with precision and speed until she was standing in front of Melissa. “It’s not very professional to stutter, Melissa.” Rayne hissed into her ear.
“N-,” Melissa cleared her throat before continuing strong, “No, Your right Miss Rayne,” Rayne smiled amused at her own power then turned and left the house.

Rayne scanned the landscape in search of her mother. She noticed a rather large tiger wading in the shallow end of their pool; she walked over, when the tiger spotted her she arose into the beautiful figure that was her mother. “Good morning, Kitten,” Her mother always used the pet name that was given to her because of her favorite state, a cat, she used kitten because she was her apprentice. It was a suitable name for her indeed. “Good morning, mother.” Rayne said as her mother gently kissed her forehead. “I pray you slept well?” Rayne nodded and followed her mother who had taken a seat on a lounger beside an umbrella table. “Of course,”
“Well, my love, I must tell you something…” Her mother said lowering her sunglasses over her eyes, “Your father wired us 5 million dollars this morning, he called it a down payment, and He has requested a business meeting with you.”
“My father is a multimillionaire, he has many people he can call to have someone done away with, And 5 million dollars is a bit cheap for a down payment, don’t you agree?” Rayne raised a questioning eyebrow at her mother.
“I know you’re used to more money Kitten but it may be a small job, one that he believes you would be perfect for, at least grants him an audience?”
Rayne leaned back in her chair and thought hard before nodding,
“Good, I have called a car to be in front at 3 o’clock, pack your bags you’re going to be there for a while.”
“Mother please, I’m not new to this.” She said then walked back towards the house.


The limousine arrived at exactly 3 pm, Rayne stepped in and saw two of her father’s men inside,
“I don’t recall needing a babysitter?” Rayne question one of the men.
“Miss Griffin, you are only 15 years old, and one of the youngest yet best assassins in the world, you and your mother both. You need protection.” The larger of the two said.
“Yet I am the best assassin in the world, and I must have escorts?” Rayne folded her arms and sat as far away from the men as possible until they arrived to the airport.
She noted her father’s jet sat alongside others, but was the largest of them all. The men exited first then held the door open for Rayne and offered her a hand, she accepted it only because it was the polite thing to do. The driver hand one of the men her bags and she walked between them to the plane. ‘These guys must be the best body guards around, they certainly know their stuff.’ She decided to pierce into the guard’s mind, only to feel her conscious hit a wall. They had blocked her out; at once the both began to laugh, “Silly Lycanthrope, We are Protectors you cannot read our minds.”
“I should have known my father would put me in the hands of The Protectors,” Rayne smirked.
She entered the plane and was again surprised to see more Protectors; she sat in silence and stared out the window the entire ride. She hoped they would forget she was even there.
When they landed another limousine was there to pick them up, this one was much more fancy, she could tell her father was either inside or had handpicked it to arrive at the airport. She hoped too much to believe he would be inside waiting for her.

As they pulled up to her father’s mansion there were Protectors on every corner.
Rayne forgot she wasn’t the only one who despised her father. He need all the protection he could get.
A boy about the same age as Rayne stepped into view along with her father, the way they looked so much alike made Rayne suspicious. Had he called up an apprentice also?
“Rayne, you get more beautiful every time I see you,” Her father said kissing her cheek.
“Wish I could say the same, but you’re still looking like the low life you’ve always been. Ever since the day you walked out on my mother, you have brought nothing but shame to your family.” Rayne stared down her father without blinking. In one movement she was pushed up against the car by the boy who looked more like her father every minute. She grabbed hold of his arm and twisted it to his back laying him on the ground chest first, she sat on his back.
“You really should learn to be more polite to people you have never met.” She said as he caught his breath.
“Rayne, Don’t hurt my son, He knows not of your reputation. He only wishes to protect my honor.” Her father held up a hand to show it was time to let him up.
“You have no honor, not anymore.” Rayne stood off of the boy but didn’t bother to help him up; she simply looked at him and watched as he dusted off his polo shirt.


Her father ignored her comment and introduced his son instead, “This is my son, Rayce, and He would be your…Half brother.” Rayce held out a hand to Rayne she hesitatingly took it. He had a firm grip, He was also well build, and had their fathers smile. “I apologize for pinning you on that car,” He said as if that would make everything better.
“I apologize for getting dirt on your pink polo,” She smirked, and then turned to her father. “Now, was I called here for a family reunion or do you have an assignment for me?”
“Yes, Please, Come in.” Rayne’s father stepped aside and raised an arm to the mansion. Rayne nodded and Rayce grabbed her bags and followed them in.
“Rayce, take those to the room across from yours, she will be staying there so have the maids make up the bed,” Mr. West said “Rayne, Follow me.”
Rayne nodded and they came to a large room that reminded her of the ‘Godfather’ movie there was a desk in the center and two chairs in front of it, with a rather huge fireplace behind the desk chair. Her father sat behind the desk so Rayne took a chair in front of it.
“Rayne, I have a…Business partner that is not cooperating anymore. In fact, he’s been selling my investment secrets and such to other corporations. I need you to find out who they are, and put a stop to it. Rayne, I want you to kill him.”
“Simple enough, how to I find these secrets though?”
“Well that’s the thing, you see, he has a son. I want you to make this boy fall for you. If you do that he would be at your beckon call. He would get the secrets from his father, you bring them to me, and then you...do away with his father.”
“That could take weeks! Months even!” Rayne leaned forward in her chair, “It seems like a lot of work for one man.”
“Rayne, I’m willing to pay 15 million dollars.” Her father folded his hands and laid them in front of himself on the desk.
Rayne stood up, “I have killed 3,000 men, I’ve preformed 500 assignments, and I have earned some out zillions of dollars, each job costs at least 30 million.” She sat back down “All have been satisfied customers; all would have gladly paid more. I am good at what I do, father. Take it or leave it.” She leaned back in her chair satisfied with her speech.
Her father brought his hands up to his face and breathed deeply, Rayne knew he was a good business man and would try to pay as little as possible.
“300 million dollars,”
Rayne’s eyes widened, she knew there had to be more to it. “What’s the catch?” She crossed her legs and eyed her father.
“You have to kill whoever he is spilling secrets too as well.”
Rayne mulled this over, “Deal,”
“Excellent, we will discuss the details over dinner.” He snapped his fingers and several servants came forward, “Show my daughter to her room and begin preparing dinner,” he looked at Rayne, “And make it a feast.”


 
Rayne decided to take a shower as plan some tactics, as the warm water hit her body she thought about her soon to be boyfriend, ‘what if he wasn’t dateable? What if he was so dateable that he said no?’ She ran her fingers through her hair ‘What if I you fall for him Rayne? You would never be able to betray him… No I will never fall for him. It’s a job Nothing more Rayne, Nothing, More.’
She stepped out of the shower and cold air hit her body sending chills up her spine, she threw a towel on and shuffled to her suit case, she pulled out a white mid thigh sun dress and pulled it over her head. She dropped the towel on the bed and stepped into her black flats. Rayne then put a hand in her medium length black hair and shook out the water; she then flipped her bangs out of her eyes and went into the bathroom to apply makeup.
There was a knock on the door “Miss Griffin? Dinner is ready.”
“Just a sec!” she rubbed the powder into her cheek and skipped out the door, She wasn’t trying to impress anyone but Rayce made a double take when she walked in.
“My, Rayne, do you look gorgeous,” Her father said pulling