𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: They gave you a name. Toph Beifong. The mission was simple: earn her trust, wait for the right moment, and dispose of the heir before the next full moon.
Simple things have a way of becoming impossible.
𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩: enemies to lovers-ish, assassin!reader, modern au, slow burn.
“They told me the Beifong heir would be difficult to kill.
They never warned me she would be impossible to hate.”
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You arrived at the marketplace just before dawn to receive your next mission. You had been Shopkeeper’s best assassin, which is why you wouldn’t be surprised that you’d gotten a hard mission. Kill the Beifong heir. You gasped as you realized the woman was only around your age. You reminded yourself that it didn’t matter, someone wanted her dead.
“The client expects her to be dead by the next full moon, the quicker the better.” Shopkeeper interrupted, knocking you back into reality. He turned around to face you, his gentle smile making the corners of his eyes crinkle. “I’m sure you won’t disappoint, [reader]” You nodded and murmured a small thank you and went on your way.
You looked over the file Shopkeeper gave you while waiting for the train. Your target’s name was Toph Beifong, a blind woman in her mid twenties and the successor of the Beifong industries. Your job was to become Toph’s bodyguard, gain her trust, then do her in. You’ve dealt with worse, right?
The file had pages upon pages of information about Toph. Her favorite restaurants, daily schedules, allergies, emergency contacts, and loads more. By now, you practically knew her like the back of your hand and you haven’t even met her yet.
The train lurched to a stop and you shoved your papers in your bag as the train rolled into the station. You stepped on the ground, blending into the morning crowd. Businessmen rushed past with coffees in hand, students hurried toward the exits, and the distant announcement of another arriving train echoed overhead.
Across the street was your destination, Beifong Industries pierced the skyline.
You stepped into the lobby, the sharp scent of lemon and bleach hit you immediately, the place was spotless. Every inch of marble practically glimmering in the morning light.
A receptionist looked up from her desk. She was a rather small woman, short brown hair, freckles planted all over her cheeks. Her name tag read Lizzie. “Can I help you?” Lizzie asked, her smile warm and inviting.
You slipped your fake I.D. across the counter, not bothering to return the smile. “I’m here for Miss Beifong.”
Lizzie glanced down at the card before her expression brightened."Oh! You're the new bodyguard." She reached for the phone. "I'll let Mr. and Mrs. Beifong know you've arrived." You resisted the urge to correct her.
You weren't here to protect Toph Beifong.
You were here to kill her.
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a/n: this is my very first fanfiction!! ik it’s a little short but I didn’t know what to write. if my grammar isn’t the best or the timeline doesn’t make sense js know I tried my best!! also did we peep the spy family ref? ^^
