
Badass in Disguise
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Introduction
"Jade, I need to check your—" the nurse began.
"OUT!" I snarled with enough force that both women backed toward the door.
Once feared by Shadow Organization that drugged me to replicate my abilities into a more controllable version, I had escaped my restraints and detonated their entire facility, ready to die alongside my captors.
Instead, I woke up in a school infirmary with women arguing around me, their voices piercing my skull. My outburst froze them in shock—clearly they hadn't expected such a reaction. One woman threatened as she left, "We'll discuss this attitude when you get home."
The bitter truth? I've been reborn into the body of an overweight, weak, and supposedly dim-witted high school girl. Her life is filled with bullies and tormentors who've made her existence miserable.
But they have no idea who they're dealing with now.
I didn't survive as the world's deadliest assassin by allowing anyone to push me around. And I certainly won't start now.
Chapter 1
Shadow'POV:
I left blood on the restraints as I freed myself. One final glance at the sterile white room where they'd planned to extract my DNA, then dispose of me like trash. Ironic that they thought mere sedatives and chains could hold me—me, the person they'd trained to escape from any containment.
I moved silently through the corridor, dispatching guards with methodical precision. Snapped neck. Severed carotid. Crushed windpipe. I varied my killing methods out of professional habit. Some died without even realizing I was there, their bodies slumping noiselessly to the floor.
I could hear the panic spreading through the facility's communication system.
"Shadow is gone!" A technician's voice cracked with fear. "How the fuck is that possible? She was sedated with enough drugs to kill an elephant!"
I allowed myself a small, cold smile. They never understood what they'd created in me. Thirteen years of their most brutal training had taught me to metabolize toxins, ignore pain, and function at peak capacity under impossible conditions.
The security chief's voice came next: "All units, priority one alert! Subject Shadow has escaped containment. Find her immediately!"
I slipped into the ventilation system, moving toward the lower levels. My plan was already in motion. They wanted to destroy me? Fine. But I'd make sure I took the entire island—and all evidence of their experiments—with me.
From my hidden position, I listened to the facility director giving orders.
"Activate all island security protocols. Prepare the directed demolition system. Nothing—and I mean nothing—can leave this island."
Nothing will leave this island, I silently agreed. Including you.
I dropped down into the utility level, quickly disabling the guards stationed there. They never even had time to radio for help. Moving to the backup generator room, I methodically broke the safety locks on the diesel storage tanks. The rich, acrid smell of fuel filled the air as it began pooling across the floor, flowing through drainage channels to the lower levels.
Next stop: the research wing. I wanted Dr. Sanders. The man who had strapped me down, who had spoken so casually about harvesting my genetic material before "terminating the source material"—as if I were nothing more than a lab specimen.
I found him trying to destroy research files. He didn't hear me enter.
"Hello, Doctor," I whispered against his ear.
His scream was brief.
I made my way toward the monitoring room, Dr. Sanders' head gripped by the hair in my left hand. Blood dripped down my arm, but I didn't care. I wanted them to see him. I wanted them to know what was coming.
A precisely placed explosive charge—one I'd assembled from materials in the security office—blew the reinforced door off its hinges. Through the smoke and debris, I walked calmly into the room where the facility's leadership had gathered.
I saw the horror on their faces as I entered. The research head clutched a hard drive—my genetic data, no doubt. The director reached slowly for the black remote detonator I knew he carried.
"You can't escape, Shadow," he said, his voice steadier than his trembling fingers. "This entire facility is rigged with directed explosives. One push, and this all ends."
I felt nothing as I looked at these people. These were the ones who had stolen my life before it even began. From the moment they took me as an infant, I was nothing but a weapon to them.
Thirteen years of conditioning, of endless combat drills, of having any trace of normal human emotion systematically destroyed. I remembered the first time they forced me to kill—I was six years old. By twelve, I could assassinate a target in sixteen different ways using only household items. By fifteen, governments were secretly bidding for my services.
By seventeen, I had claimed the title of number one on the World Assassin Ranking, with zero failures. My handlers celebrated each success, each impossible kill, showering me with hollow praise while keeping me isolated from the world.
Until they began to fear me.
They realized what they'd created was too powerful to control. So they brought me here, to this island facility, under the pretense of "advanced training." In reality, they wanted my genetic material to create more like me—more compliant versions they could control.
Then they planned to dispose of me.
My eyes moved from face to face, memorizing each person who had authorized my execution. I saw the research head trying to edge toward a side exit, still clutching the hard drive.
"Drop it," I commanded, my voice soft yet razor-sharp.
He froze, then slowly placed the drive on the floor.
"I've disabled all backup generator systems," I said calmly. "The diesel fuel from the storage tanks is spreading throughout the underground facility as we speak."
I pulled out my own detonator—stolen from the explosives locker during my escape. "When your directed explosives activate, they'll ignite the leaked fuel. The resulting explosion will be several times stronger than you planned, enough to destroy the island's geological support structure."
The director's finger trembled over his detonator. "You'll die too."
"I died the day you took me," I replied, feeling nothing. "This is just making it official."
"We gave you everything!" the director shouted, desperation breaking through his professional facade. "We made you the best!"
"You made me a monster," I corrected him. "And now your monster has come home."
The director lunged for a nearby guard's weapon. I didn't even need to think as I flicked a small blade from my sleeve, catching him in the throat. He collapsed, clutching at the wound as blood poured between his fingers.
"Let's go to hell together," I whispered, pressing the button.
The dying director reflexively activated his own detonator. Throughout the facility, precisely placed charges began to detonate in sequence. Just as I had calculated, these controlled explosions ignited the diesel fuel saturating the lower levels.
The chain reaction was catastrophic. The initial explosions triggered secondary blasts that shattered the facility's foundations. The island's supporting geological structure, already compromised by decades of secret excavation, couldn't withstand the force.
As the monitoring room began to collapse around me, I stood motionless, watching my captors scramble futilely for escape. The ceiling cracked, then gave way entirely. The last thing I saw was a wall of water rushing in as the Caribbean Sea claimed what remained of the facility—and me with it.
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