Victim x Assassin (closed)

[BeachBum25]

Trevor Hartline had grown up on the streets of a large eastern city. He learned at an early age what he needed to do in order to survive on his own. One of the things he was good at was taking care of himself. He was in his share of fights on the streets, so, he was good with his hands. That also meant that he was good at hurting other people. It wasn't like he never got hurt during his fights growing up, but most of the fights he was in resulted in the other person taking a severe beating.

When Trevor was a young teenager, a local, low-level mob associate took him under his wing. The mobster had witnessed Trevor in a fight in which Trevor had pummeled his opponent relentlessly. Trevor was offered a job protecting a numbers runner on his collection route. The mobster also took Trevor to a gun range and taught him how to shoot. Soon, Trevor was an expert with multiple handguns. His favorite was the G22. He liked the feel of the Glock 40 caliber and he never missed with it.

Before long, Trevor had earned a reputation, and the big bosses were calling for him to do different jobs for them. Now he wasn't just running protection. Now, Trevor was working as an enforcer. Not only was he good at it, but he enjoyed it. He was 21 when he took part in his first hit. It had been a test, and he had passed it with flying colors. The target never knew what hit him. As a bonus, Trevor had shot the target's bodyguard in both knees. Yes, there was a little sadistic side to him. Trevor later found out that his first hit had been on a mobster who was making waves. He met the bodyguard after he got out of the hospital. The bodyguard did not know who Trevor was. That was until Trevor told him, right before he put a bullet between his eyes.

After several years of working as an enforcer, Trevor decided to freelance. He did this with the blessing of the big boss. The deal was, however, that Trevor would drop everything if the boss needed him. That is what brought him here today. He was summoned, and, when he arrived he was given some details about a hit that did not go down as planned. It was a low level hit on a street punk, but a woman had witnessed the crime. Before anything could be done about it, she was hit by a car. Trevor looked at them sideways, but they swore that they had nothing to do with it. They had not had the chance yet.

His task was to find out what she saw...what she knew....what she remembered. They gave him pictures of the woman and told him which hospital she was in. He developed a plan after discreetly observing her for a few days. Nobody had visited her, so, he figured she had no family and no significant other. He heard doctors and nurses talking about loss of memory. Trevor used the pictures that he had been given to make pictures of the two of them together. It looked like they had taken selfies together. Then, he went to the hospital. He claimed to be her boyfriend, and he had been looking for her for days. Finally, the nurse let him into her room. "Baby, what happened? I have been looking everywhere for you."

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Katherine Doyle had woken up alone, in a hospital room, with little memory of her life. She could remember some things, such as, she was a foster kid in Montana growing up. She'd spent six years in the military, from the time she was eighteen until she was twenty-four. But even those memories were sketchy, some parts were still blank. She knew she lived in Chicago, but, she couldn't tell you what street she lived on, she couldn't tell you how old she was, or what her current job was. She didn't know who her friends were, if she had any, and she couldn't tell if she was dating anyone. She couldn't remember anything about her life for the last four years or so.

The police quickly discovered where she lived, that she worked as a private security officer but they couldn't locate any friends or a significant other. Kat wasn't surprised, from what she could remember, she'd always been a loner. She'd been told she'd been stuck by a car that had rounded a corner while she was crossing the street. But she couldn't remember that. She saw a man rush into the hospital room. "Baby, what happened? I have been looking everywhere for you." He said. Her pale, nearly colorless grey eyes watched him with confusion. "Who are you?" She asked, her voice a strange but pleasant mix, with a soft western drawl and a whisper of irish. Her long mahogany hair was tied back in it's usual ponytail, to keep it out of her face. She didn't know who this man was, but clearly he knew Kat.

She was searching her brain, trying to remember this man, any trace of him in her memories. But she just couldn't. The doctor assured her that memory loss was not usual given her injuries and that it should come back with time. After all she'd been struck by a car, and thrown several hundred feet. She had broken ribs, a concussion, bruised organs, but luckily the car wasn't going that fast, the driver was just texting and didn't see Kat crossing the road. The concussion was really the worst of her wounds.

 

[BeachBum25]

Trevor had done his homework. He knew everything about Katherine. He had not left a single stone unturned in his preparation. When he had passed the nurses' station, he showed them the altered picture that seemed to depict him with Katherine. When he entered the room and Katherine wondered who he was, Trevor feigned surprise.

"Baby, what happened to you. The nurse said you lost your memory from some kind of accident. Are you okay sweetheart?" He leaned over the bed and kissed her forehead. He did not want to press his luck by kissing her on the lips. He did not want to scare her. He needed to take his time. Trevor reached for her hand and took it in his. He squeezed it lightly...almost lovingly. The fact that Katherine was so attractive made it easy for him to play this role. He was not sure how far he would have to take it, but Katherine's beauty and her firm body made it so that he would have no problems being with her.

Trevor located her cell phone while he sat with her in the hospital room. He talked with Katherine in an attempt to get her comfortable around him. He stayed for a couple hours, but he did not want to overdo it. "I am going to let you rest baby. I will be back to see you tomorrow. I am so happy I finally found you." He kissed her cheek and then headed out. When he got home, he took out her cell phone and manipulated some pictures so that she had pictures of the two of them together in her phone. He would sneak it back into her room the next day.

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

She watched the man with surprise, recoiling a bit when he kissed her forehead, but she didn't fight him at all. "I was hit by a car," She said distractedly as she watched him. She frowned, listening to him, she just didn't know what to think. She didn't know him and that made her suspicious, but she had memory loss, so she couldn't be sure that what he said wasn't in fact the truth. And if it was true, then she would have to trust him. Deciding that it was just her overly suspicious mind, she decided to at least believe him for now. When he said he was going to leave she nodded, "Oh, I guess the cops couldn't find you, when they stopped by my house. My dog was taken to animal control, since I was in the hospital and they couldn't find anyone to care for him. Would you take him home? I was told he wasn't feeling too friendly with them." She assumed that Trevor knew her dog, and even though she couldn't remember the dog, she'd be told he was a German shepherd, she figured he'd be happier with someone he knew, rather than at animal control.

She sat up, wincing slightly, as the nurse came in with her dinner, it didn't look all that appetizing but she decided it could be worse, she'd eaten worse during her years in the military. Her pale, basically colorless eyes watched her apparent boyfriend.

 

[BeachBum25]

Before he went back to the hospital the next day, Trevor went to animal control and retrieved Katherine's dog. When he got the dog home, he manipulated another pic, and placed it in her phone. He spent some time with the dog. He had to make sure that the dog was comfortable with him when Katherine was released from the hospital.

After leaving Katherine's home, Trevor had a set of keys made for her house. When he returned to the hospital, he slipped the keys and phone back where he had found them the previous night. He wasn't sure whether she had looked for either, but he was confident that he could play it off as part of her amnesia if she questioned him.

He stood next to her bed and held her hand. When the doctor walked in and spoke with them, Trevor asked the doctor for a moment of his time. They spoke outside the room, and Trevor asked about the chances that Katherine would regain her memory. The doctor shared that there was nothing definite; she could regain it all, she could regain none, or she could regain some of her memory. He asked the doctor about the accident, and the doctor shared what he knew. Trevor thanked the doctor and returned to Katherine.

He talked to Katherine. He asked her what she remembered. He told her that he wasn't going to press her, but that he would try to help her with details that she was unable to recall. Did she remember what she was doing before the accident? Does she remember anything about the car that hit her? Yes, the car had stopped, but he thought if she remembered any of those details of that day.

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

The dog, a 90 pound black German shepherd by the name of Zero, eyed Trevor warily. The dog was highly trained in Czech obedience commands, and was deeply bonded to Katherine, he did not respect Trevor and he certainly didn't trust the stranger. But he put up with the man's presence as they returned home and spent the evening living together.

Katherine slept poorly, she had horrible nightmares, but couldn't remember anything about them. She could only assume they were about the accident. She didn't sleep well, and was relieved at having something else to think about, when Trevor showed up. He stayed during her appointment with the doctor, who assured her, that she would be free to go, tomorrow, they just wanted to observe her concussion for one more night. Once they were alone again, Trevor asked her what she remembered. She shook her head, "Nothing. I mean, I know my name, I know I was raised in Montana. That I was enlisted in the Army for a number of years. But I can't tell you anything about my recent life. I don't remember what I was doing that day, or where I was going. I only know I was hit by a car because that's what I was told when I woke up." She said softly, clearly frustrated, she hated not being able to remember, to be feeling this helpless because she just couldn't remember anything about her life.

 

[BeachBum25]

Trevor reached for Katherine's hand. He knew she was frustrated, which was good for him, and also good for her. If she had no memory of what she might have seen, there was no reason to kill her. He squeezed her hand. "It is okay baby. Relax. we don't have to push it. It will happen over time. It will come to you soon enough. Just take it easy."

He squeezed her hand tighter and looked into her eyes. He tried to comfort her and help her relax. This was going to be a long, drawn-out process, but he did not care. He was being well compensated for this assignment no matter what the outcome. He preferred that this assignment would end positively for Katherine, because he had been seen by a lot of people at the hospital, but, that could be addressed if it was necessary.

"I am going to spend as much time with you as possible. I am going to be with you throughout the entire process. You can lean on me and I will help you every step of the way." He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Kat just nodded, it did help having someone there, someone who knew her, who could answer questions about her life that she couldn't answer herself. "Thanks. " She whispered, returning the kiss softly because that was what was expected. It was hard knowing that she should know this man, should love him. And yet she didn't. They had all these memories together and she couldnt remember anything. "Can you tell me how we met? Maybe hearing about things I cant remember will help jog my memories." She said, still holding his hand as she sat in her bed. She was on some nice pain killers so she didn't feel the aches and pains her body had from the accident.

 

[BeachBum25]

He had anticipated questions from her. He had done his homework. "We met at the coffeeshop around the corner from your place. I was walking out with a large coffee in my hand. You were running inside to get out of the rain. You bumped into me...my coffee went flying. You couldn't stop apologizing. You insisted on buying me a replacement coffee. I would only agree if you would sit with me and talk for a while."

He could see her mind racing. She was trying to process what he was saying. "You told me that you never go into that shop, but it was raining so hard you just stopped in for a second. We talked for over an hour, and agreed to meet for dinner. You chose Raymond's because it was right near your work. We talked for hours. They finally had to ask us to leave so everyone could go home."

 

[AlwaysFaithful]

Katherine tilted her head, listening to him, the story sounded believable enough, nothing about it sounded off, or even like it wasn't true. Her pale eyes watched him, but she saw no signs he was lying. She nods, "How long have we been together?" She asked curiously, still hoping to trigger memories of her own. She wanted to remember her life, badly. She hated no knowing. SHe couldn't even remember the restaurant, or the coffee shop, she didn't know where she worked. Honestly, this was like hearing about someone else's life, not her own. But she wanted to know more, so that she could hopefully try and remember.