Amy Wolf
18
Grey Eyes
Black Hair
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Amy Wolf was the only bright spot when it comes to the world of killing, she had a lot of history with the biggest crime family that ever was. She was young and very beautiful. But that fooled the right people, she wasn't blood thirsty though what she did would make you think so. Amy was born into the world of comfort only because the god father of an Italian family took her in at a very young age, she learned from whom ever would give her the time of day. She learned how to speak Italian even though she wasn't Italian herself.
But her mastery of many arts made her wanted, she could speak five different languages and learned how to use different kinds of weapons. She was deadly by the time she was sixteen. And now at the age of 18 she was well feared and known to be the most loyal person to ever work for the mob. She killed the rats she was asked to kill. But lately Amy felt like something was going on with her boss when it came to her, lately she has had a soft spot for the man himself. Perhaps it was just in her head and nothing was really going on. But had a feeling only time would tell.
Amy was out on the balcony of her bosses home and watched people around, her grey eyes searching the streets to see what she could see, she sighed softly and didn't know what would happen tonight, she was rather sad today and was not to sure why she felt the way she did. Her hand rested at the hilt of her gun that her employer had given her when she turned 18. Her responsibility was hard but she took on the work well. She heard someone behind her and sighed softly, unsure who would be behind her she waited.
18
Grey Eyes
Black Hair
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/SailorUltra/Amy_Lee.jpg
Amy Wolf was the only bright spot when it comes to the world of killing, she had a lot of history with the biggest crime family that ever was. She was young and very beautiful. But that fooled the right people, she wasn't blood thirsty though what she did would make you think so. Amy was born into the world of comfort only because the god father of an Italian family took her in at a very young age, she learned from whom ever would give her the time of day. She learned how to speak Italian even though she wasn't Italian herself.
But her mastery of many arts made her wanted, she could speak five different languages and learned how to use different kinds of weapons. She was deadly by the time she was sixteen. And now at the age of 18 she was well feared and known to be the most loyal person to ever work for the mob. She killed the rats she was asked to kill. But lately Amy felt like something was going on with her boss when it came to her, lately she has had a soft spot for the man himself. Perhaps it was just in her head and nothing was really going on. But had a feeling only time would tell.
Amy was out on the balcony of her bosses home and watched people around, her grey eyes searching the streets to see what she could see, she sighed softly and didn't know what would happen tonight, she was rather sad today and was not to sure why she felt the way she did. Her hand rested at the hilt of her gun that her employer had given her when she turned 18. Her responsibility was hard but she took on the work well. She heard someone behind her and sighed softly, unsure who would be behind her she waited.
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