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Valencia could feel the thundering of her heart in her chest, beating against her skin like a gong. She swallowed hard, tucking a lock of her brunette strands behind her ear nervously. It had been three months of training in the Ibaraki prefecture , and her body was no longer the temple she remembered. Her muscles had ached for so long, and now firmed up making her feel like some masculine tin soldier. Her once pale skin had grown dark, and stretched over her bones like frail canvas on a frame.

She would only be able to leave until her trainer got back in the morning, or her “Guidance”. It was a sadistic name they were encouraged to call all of the sons a bitches that ran the hellhole. It was funny, originally Valencia thought this was going to be everything she had hoped for. But now, she stared out of one of the only windows in the building, longing to run out into the warm misty Japan rain and tear off into the forest. Her body itched for freedom, her whole mind began to shut down when she thought of spending another month there. She needed a new start, perhaps even a new life. That was why she needed this, every fiber of her wanted this. Her soft hazel eyes scanned the thick metal slab of a door, calculating how long it take for her to make her move. But..she couldn’t do it alone..they were so skilled. Every single one of them could land a chunk of rock salt right onto her from miles away like some sort of animal. It was a game of cat and mouse, and she was desperately squirming in every corridor.

She sighed, looking all around her. Her feet clacked on the cold tile floor as she walked, reminding her how empty it was right now. Soon..the time would be soon..if she left too quickly she could easily get caught up with them, seeing as they had only left five minutes ago. Everyone else was already asleep now, or at least she assumed. It was hard not to fall asleep after three hours of having the shit beat out of you. She would know , every time she even thought of the first day of training her fingers trembled. They wanted to trace the long scar dug into her shoulder, it almost stung as if it were fresh when she thought of the blade digging into her skin. How she had stayed this long..was beyond her.

Marquise tossed and turned in his bed, thinking about the previous hellish night that he had spent here. He sat up in his bed, like he was the rising dead and scooted his back up against a pillow. He raised his index finger to rub the little sleep out of his eyes as he then got out of his bed. "What are you doing?" A voice whispered in the darkened room. Marquise put his finger over his lips then proceeded on walking, a creak of the wooden floorboard made him stop a moment and look around to see if anyone was waking up. With a sigh of relief, he continued on until he made his way to his destination. Marq stood at the opening of the doorway, that lead to the outside as he looked at the rain and the mist. He leaned against the doorway, arms folded over his chest. He had a plan of escape in motion but when and where was unknown at this point.

As he turned heel and started walking back towards the bedroom, he felt another presence was up along with him. He ran his fingers through his raven colored locks, which cascaded along his back. He went into the room to see who it was. If it was his master, their master, he was in deep shit for being up in the rain. Luckily for him, it wasn't. He let out a breath through his parted lips and looked at Valencia and sort of smile. "Can't sleep either huh?" He questioned her while standing beside her.

It has been hell for the past five years he has been there. He was one of the best and no one could touch him. A tear sparkled in his eye but he held it back as he spoke again. "I'm ready to leave from here." He said softly to her, grabbing her gently by the arms, looking into her hazel eyes with his brown colored ones. "We need to escape..." He let go of her arms then turned heel before turning his head, only to look at her. "And we do it, tonight." He nodded then went back into his respective room, with the boys as he laid back down and faked like he was going to sleep. He hoped that Valencia would follow through about escaping tonight, if not, he was in it alone. He had a plan, all she had to do was follow his distraction.

Her eyes scanned his as he spoke, but before she could say anything at all he was gone like a shadow. She watched him go, a soft whimper caught in her throat. Her lip quivered, thinking of the danger they were in. But they had both been trained by these same people, had they not?! She nodded once to herself, reassuringly walking towards a new destination. She needed to make sure the small alarm system wouldn't be blaring about. It was a pain in the ass, but it was part of the process either way. Her fingers jabbed at the keys in a smooth dance of information, a samba only to be preformed by someone who have been anticipating this. 352-452-466-222. She had repeated it in her head day after day, from the moment Marquis has relentlessly spoken of escaping.

She could remember the day they had met, she was newer than him. It was raining, like this very night as she worked diligently for their freedom. He had been there for years, her, only months at his point. She could recall the hungry look of desperation swarming in his eyes when she had arrived, as if instructing her to turn right back around. Of course she was just sure it was some sort of newbie doubt most of the experts had. But now she knew better, nobody there stayed within those walls truly wanted to be there. But it was an army, and every army had a commander. The thought of them swinging her body against a cement wall made her fingers move faster. Finally, she pounded the enter button and it was final. They had to escape now, there was no turning back. The soft blue glow from the code module radiated her face, assuring her that she had played her part well. The alarm was to be turned off until toggled with by someone else. Valencia had watched her own captain do this time after time, like a naive fool. Did they not expect someone to try to escape? She swallowed, a lump forming in the throat. Her body ached with anxious thoughts, as if she were going to fall apart without Marquis there as well. She couldn't imagine herself running down corridor after corridor alone, with darkness engulfing her.

Ten minutes passed, and she finally slid out from the room. Behind her was nothing but the almost silent sound of her shutting the door. A weary look of unsure pride slid across her lips, and she tore down the hall. Her feet hardly made a noise, a mouse on a bed of feathers. She had been trained to be as quiet as possible, as well as how to grow a pair. There had been stories when she first arrived of people who had tried to get out of this training before. Well..they tried at least..and that was the last thing they did. Her feet skidded to a stop, her eyes finally beholding the small, thing metal door she had dreamed of for weeks. They both intended to leave through the back entrance, and cut across into the forest. It was the fastest way to get to civilization in the prefecture.

As he lay there, his lips curved into a smirk as he heard the silent footsteps of Valencia and even her setting the keypad alarm, so it doesn't blare off. He remembers the first time they met, when she first arrived on the scene. The look upon his face was telling her to turn around and don't look back, but she probably took it as a newbie gesture. When she stayed, he face-palmed himself repeatedly but they became very close friends. Everyone there before her, knew what she was getting into. Their master wasn't easy on the girls. Marquise stared up at the ceiling with a faint smile then turned as he saw a shadow going towards the back. He raised a brow then stared back at the ceiling while kicking the covers off of him with his feet and pulling himself up by the head board of his bed.

He rolled out of the bed and landed on the floor, but there was no thud or anything, because he placed a mat down there earlier. He rolled under his bed and stayed there for a few moments, taking short breaths as he closed his eyes and re-opened them. This was really about to happen, the escape was on. He rolled out on the other side of his bed, kipped up to land on his feet. He learned how to be silent as he made it to the door. Marquise rested his back against the wall while looking out of the room, making sure the coast was clear before running out of the boy's room, silently. He managed to make it to the back door, where Valencia was already standing. He felt a shift in the air then turned around as he saw at least five other assassin standing in their way. 'Oh shit.' He thought to himself as he looked towards Valencia and grabbed a hold of her hand. The one thing they didn't know is that Marq had a smoke bomb, which he set off then ran out the back door, through the forest, not letting go of Valencia's hand. This was the perfect way to civilization.

Marquise stopped in the center of the forest, looking left and right then shifting his gaze towards Valencia, a soft smile appeared across his face. "Come on." He knew that they were far away the building by now and that he wasn't going to send the others after them. Rain pelted their skin as they had to learn how to survive, in the most extreme climates, like an animal. That's what they lived like, animals. He rested his back against a tree then realized that they couldn't stop there; they had to continue on and not look back. A soft sigh escaped through his lips as he bit his lip with nervousness. He was nervous to see what was on the other side of the forest, since it has been five years since he seen the outside world.

"Wait..." He let go of Valencia's hand then grabbed at his clothing. "We can't go out there like this. They will know." He said with the sound of worry in his voice. He raised a brow then reached his arms out, looking at his sleeves. He totally forgot about them going out into civilization, wearing their respective assassin attire. Someone out there would spot them and know what and who they were. He sat down on the ground, with his legs crossed over one another then placed his face inside of his hands, whispering to himself. “We are so dead.” A slight huff went through his lips after speaking those words.

She examined him in his state of panic. She huffed, shaking her head slowly. Rain soaked through her heavy cotton shirt, her long sleeves making her begin to sweat. She quickly ran her fingers under the edge of the cloth, and tugged hard. A tearing noise blurted off, she had no sleeves now. Valencia could feel the aura of distress coming off of him, making her shift on her feet.
"Marquis.." she said softly, crouching down next to him. Her voice was still, and determined for a response. She examined him, her stare boring into him. Her heart was still thundering in her chest from escaping. She has slashes and cuts on her legs from vines and snarls in the jungle. Thick, wet vegetation hung all around them. The sound of foreign animals sounding out above and below them made her a bit uncertain herself.
"We will be fine, alright? We just need to focus on finding a way out of here first. It is going to be light soon, which will make it easier for them to find us..so we need to hurry.." she reminded him. Her hair clung to her misty skin, making her remember the heat radiating through the jungle.

She had only been around Japan once or twice, she had honestly only traced the route back to the city on a map. It wasn't going to be hard, but it wasn't going to be easy either. Her whole body shivered with stress thinking of getting caught. Where were they going to go after this? They knew they had to leave, and as fast as possible. But she could hardly imagine being anywhere else after nearly a year of being stuck in Japan.

Her fingers gently brushed against his shoulder, gripping his shoulder now.
"We will be okay, I know we will. Hell, we were trained for this sort of bullshit." she nodded once, closing her eyes. It was hard to be assured when you were fearing for your own life, as well as your only friend in the world at the time. She had only seen them attack one person,..and she tried not to remember it. They had caught a man trying to steal weapons from the utility hall, and..well..

People had talked about cleaning it up, the guts and blood from the walls and grit between the tiles. She gagged just remembering the smell that hovered in the air, the smell of raw meat permeating in every area of the base for a whole day. She could only imagine what they would do if they got ahold of them.
"Are you ready to move?" she asked, using a quieter softer voice now.

When heard Valencia speak to him, he removed his face from his hands and nodded with a slight sigh coming from his lips. His body was bruised and bloody. He looked at Valencia; once again, thinking about what would happen if he lost her. A tear came to his eye as he closed his eyes, holding them back for the time being. A little light was shining through the forest now and fear struck inside of his heart and body. He was literally shaking now. Marquise knew what would happen if someone was captured for trying to escape from the assassin world, they would be tied up to a tree and everyone would take their swords, one by one, slashing at the body then their master would deliver the final blow. He remembers when Juan tried to escape. Marquise was supposed to deliver then final blow, but couldn't. That would have been too much pain.

'Are you ready to move?' That question from Valencia snapped him back to reality as he turned his gaze towards her and nodded. He took her hand again and started walking through the forest, the smell of wet grass and trees filled the air, slight fog could be seen as well. It was kind of hard to see, for a normal human being but Marq was trained to see through things like this. He led Valencia through it with ease as he clenched her hand tighter and tighter by the minute. The sun rays was glaring against the fog in the forest, animals were starting to come to life, creating an almost wake up symphony for everyone else to hear. But Marq ears twitched as he heard a different type of noise. "Sh. Do you hear that?" He stopped and looked around the forest as he pointed in the direction, beyond the forest. "Come on."

Marq ran towards the noise, which was nothing more than the beeping of cars and most people talking in Japanese. He leaned down in a small bush as he seen a couple walking by. "Okay, I have a plan. You see that couple right there?" He pointed his index finger towards the couple then looked at Valencia, making sure she sees them before carrying on with his plan. "When they come close to the bush, we need to take them out and get their clothing. Got it?" He was done talking, for now but wondered if his plan would actually work. Marq looked at Valencia with a raised brow then spoke. "Do you have a better plan? Cause us going out there like this..." He pulled at their clothing then let go as he eyed the couple. "People will know, even the older members will know." He said while leaning down a little.

It was a plan made right on the spot. They had to think and think fast, for who knows if they were being watched right now, or not.