"Chaos wants to see you." I received this rather disappointing news while I was in the training room, practicing my knife throwing. The one delivering this message was Ander, Chaos' pet. He wouldn't be around for much longer, just until she tired of him. Then, one of us would be sent to kill him so he couldn't ever spill any of our secrets to the Guardians. If they ever found out any of our secrets it could give them the proper leverage to defeat us and that can't happen. It's drilled into our heads from the moment we can speak, "Reapers rule over Guardians and we can't let anything change that." Though, I hoped I wouldn't be the one who had to kill him. I had almost begun to like Ander; he was far less annoying than her previous pets. "She said to hurry."

I walked down the long corridor toward Chaos' office. It was dark and ominous, just like the rest of the building. As soon as they learn to walk and talk, future Reapers are housed at Bloodnight training centers. Bloodnight is an organization of Reapers, or as we're known to the Darkworld, assassins. It's sort of a family business, my father was a Reaper, and his mother was a Reaper, and so on. I completed my training a year ago and was currently living at the center between jobs. A few minutes later, I stood before a door that had the most feared woman in the Darkworld behind it. I opened it and walked inside.

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"Why are we moving to Idaho? That's the most random place in the country!" I practically yelled at my father.

"And that's exactly why we're moving there. Now hurry up and pack, we need to be long gone by nightfall." He said while frantically trying to shove all of our possessions into a box two sizes too small. My mother came into the bedroom and began helping him. "Darling, please just go pack your things. I don't want to have to force you."

"Just tell why we're moving!" I screamed. They looked at each other and seemed to be communicating things I couldn't possibly understand with their eyes.

My father stopped packing at turned to look at me with a blank stare, "We were told by a witch who receives premonitions of the future that Bloodnight is going to be sending Reapers after us." It seemed as if my whole world collapsed right then. We were going to be hunted by highly trained assassins, who always got their target. Suddenly a thought crossed my mind and I asked my parents in confusion, "Why are they coming after us? What did we do?"