Emperor's Daughter

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DATED: 30/09/2024

Hello, my dearest readers, Thank you for your support all this while. I am grateful. If you meet this book with repeated chapters, that is because I am currently editing this book, and this note will be taken off when the editing is complete. 

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The smell of the alley was something quite peculiar; you could smell the mixture of fish and a very strong cologne that probably belonged to the boss there. Since all of them were on masks, it was difficult to tell who it could be.

"Let me go," Una screamed. She shivered to give the men the illusion that she was afraid of them, while it was quite the contrary.

She watched as the gang pulled a bullet in and stabbed multiple times her parent's heads when she was just nine years old. Her parents were spies, and they had just finished an operation. Because of this said operation, they missed the lavish birthday party one of the house staff had thrown Una.

The party was lavish enough as her parents had commanded. They felt bad about missing the party and the chance to spend time with their daughter on her special day, but the only way they could afford to give their daughter such a lavish birthday party was for them to continue to do the job they were born to do—be spies.

They had barely spent seven minutes in the house when a bunch of men all dressed in black were spotted by one of the security guards on the CCTV. The security guard went ahead to alert the main residence.

Marie and Clement found themselves afraid, but not because they were afraid to die but because their daughter was now soundly sleeping on her father's lap after throwing a major tantrum.

Marie and Clement met while doing spy work. They were at the top of the fields, and they had the opportunity to meet on a big deal. They clicked immediately and got married after.

Their home had been a top-tier secret; even the people from the agency did not know where they lived.

"Take Una to the safe room," Clement whispered to his wife.

"I would be back in a jiffy to help you," Marie said, her eyes wandering around.

"Don't come back; stay with Una. She needs a parent to be with her as she grows. At least one of us," Clement said back.

It was as if he had the feeling he was going to die.

"She would have both her parents; I'll be back," Marie said, squeezing his hands and standing up with Una in her hands.

As she walked to the safe room as quickly as she could, she wished for a life for Una that did not include bloodshed and deaths. She was also having a feeling she was about to leave her little girl. She dropped her in the safe room, and Una opened her eyes and rubbed on them with a yawn escaping her lips.

"Mama, where are you going?" she asked with her innocence shining through.

"I would be back before you count to a hundred," Marie said, going down to her level. She kissed her cheeks and hugged her.

She felt bad because she knew she was lying. How was she to survive what was waiting outside for her?

"Count to a hundred and Mama and Papa would come," Marie said, kissing her daughter's cheek again.

"I love you, my little princess," she murmured, standing up and going out. She ensured to secure the lock of the safe room, and then she moved on her way.

Tears filled her eyes as she walked away from the room.

"I am sorry I could not protect you, Una. I'm sure you would do fine on your own. Daddy and Mummy love you, our baby girl."

The cyber gang that came home was top, and they were naturally pissed because their leader died an unnatural, painful death at the hands of top spies Marie and Clement Whitehead.

The gang was not ready to let the Whiteheads get away with it. The new leader of the cyber gang's duty was to avenge the death of the old leader, hence the reason they came in multitude.

Clement made sure to alert the agency about the situation and how they might not hold them off for long. He told the security guards to open up the high-end doors and flee for his life.

The men came inside; they found it difficult to navigate the house as everything was built for protection.

Una stumbled upon the remote for the television I was in front of. Living in that house for too long made her know what she needed to press to get to the CCTV channel. She knew that something was up, which made her mother drop her off and hurry off like that.

Since they lived on the edge of the outskirts of the city, Una had no friends, and she usually escaped to try and make friends. At first, her attempts ended with her being caught, but then she did some research and found that she could use the security cameras to her advantage.

She searched the CCTV till she found the frame that captured her parents. She watched as they armed themselves. They looked ready for war like anything else.

She could not hear what they were saying to each other, but she saw tears line their eyes and she saw them hug.

"Why are you crying?" she murmured, touching the huge screen that stood in front.

"Come hide here," she added.

She was not fully aware of the work her parents did, but she knew the situation looked very dangerous. Why were they not hiding out with her here in this room? Why were they going after the men who she saw trying to figure out the way to enter the main house from another frame?

She watched as they finally entered and stormed to where her parents were. Una began to pray unconsciously for the safety of her parents. They were all she had. She knew not of any aunts, uncles, or cousins. No grandparents or even friends of parents. If her parents don't make it safely alive from that situation, then she is going to be alone in life. This time even lonelier than before.

She watched as the multitude of men who she failed to count went at her parents at once. Before she could blink, they had her parents tied up in a chair they got from the dining table.

The chatter between both parties that she could not hear made her anxious. She watched as one of the men yanked her mom's hair. She watched as her parents did not cower or give in until the end.

Although she could not hear the gunshot, she saw one man whose face was now registered in her brain shoot her mom in the head multiple times.

"You are going to die at my hands," Una said, balling her hand into a fist.

She watched as the same man went to her dad and changed his weapon before stabbing her dad multiple times in the stomach.

When the men were done and looked satisfied, they both went out. Una sat on the floor in tears. She was not aware of how many hours passed by before a strange-built man opened up the door.

"Una?" he said her name in a question form.

Una stood up and looked at him. She has seen him multiple times when her parents were on video calls for work and once in person.

"I'm Collin," the man said, stretching his hand to her. She walked slowly to him and took his hand.

"I want revenge."