[center][h2][color=662d91]Sorin[/color][/h2][/center]

Police sirens began to rung through the air after the report of gunshots. The CEO of Office Supplies Inc. was an undercover organized crime syndicate. Sorin was merely a freelance assassin but he had been personally requested to assassinate the entire Bellemore family. The reason why was none of his concern. It had taken only a moment to go in and dispose of the targets. Getting away was not an issue since he was able to dissipate into tiny molecules to become the form of a gas.  He watched as the young daughter  suddenly woke from death itself to his surprise. She was obviously startled and the reaction that followed was predictable. The police that arrived into the room in bulk seemed to pick up on something being off about her survival. Sorin watched as she was led into an unknown van outside. He moved through the air with ease into the vehicle to follow her before it drove off. This could easily become a problem. He was going to have to take her or kill her again, which could prove difficult being as she survived a gunshot. Sorin then took physical form once the van was moving and everything settled down for the most part. He looked over at the young girl and said, "Hello there." He was a tall young man with pale skin and long blonde hair.  The clothes he wore were all black like most assassins. His eyes were a piercing blue and they were bearing down on the girl with no emotion.