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The first day of the war had been... nice. It had normal, almost, though it wasn't a normality that Assassin had ever experienced. Even after the war had started, there hadn't been much fighting or scouting... she'd tried to take out the nasty witch that threatened Mother but that had been all and she'd even gotten a burger from one of the other Masters. It was a shame that she would have to kill her for Mother.

Even at the end, the day had been nice, waiting for Mother to fall asleep then climbing under the covers where it was warm. To sleep where it was warm and dry, with a mother that loved her... it was strange that she'd had to die and be brought back to life like this to get the heaven she remembered some of the preachers mentioning.

Now Mother was even cooking breakfast... too much breakfast, which was an impossible thought. How could an orphan from the streets ever be in a position to have too much to eat? Though as much as she just wanted to enjoy everything Mother was doing for her--

The other Masters had to die sooner, so it would be just the two of them, enjoying peaceful days. And they [i]would[/i] be peaceful, she'd make sure of it.