I believe I'm beginning to see why Father wants this child dead.
Today I went in for the kill. My arm has finally completely healed, you see, 36's blasted wounds nothing but a memory, and I decided it would be the perfect time to begin tearing through assignments to show Father that despite my difficulties against 36, I was still a worthwhile pawn to play with. So yes, Ahab, I do realize I am nothing but a toy for Father to play with for a while until He finds something better; perhaps your time would be better spent hunting a White Whale instead of attempting to taunt a Whitecrow?
She was all alone on the playground, waiting for her mother to pick her up after she'd met some of her little friends. Mask on, knife out, I slowly approached her in full view, having already Stopped her in her tracks. The red flags began to rise slowly in my mind as I saw she wasn't afraid, but merely staring back at me quizzically, as if trying to figure out what I thought I was doing. I thought it hadn't occurred to her to run yet, so she hadn't realized she was paralyzed.
The moment I was within an arms reach of her, the fight went out of me. I have no way of explaining it, but I simply didn't feel like killing her anymore. I didn't feel like doing anything other than crouching down in front of her, for that matter. I knew that I had to kill her. I knew that I shouldn't have been sitting there, idly playing with one of her dolls, and yet I had an overwhelming urge to do so. She had her own, and we sat there with the poor examples of the female figure for what felt like forever.
"You can't kill me, you know."
It was said matter-of-factly, not tauntingly. She didn't even look up from her doll; she just kept messing with the velcro on the back of the miniature dress, trying to make it stick. Finally, she made a little growling noise and threw it at me. To my astonishment, I caught it and fixed it for her, pulling some stray red thread out of the hooks to free them up. Why was this happening? It wasn't as if she were controlling my body, but my feelings. I felt as though I wanted to help her. Like I wanted to play with her.
"I'm Her favorite," she continued, "and thanks to you and your daddy, she has a Knight to save me."
With that said, she saw her mom waiting for her in her van and picked up her dolls. As far as I know, I was unseen by anyone but the little girl. While we were playing with the dolls, a few other children had shown up to play on the equipment a few yards away from us. I will be the first to admit that I am a very suspicious-looking person, and if I had been visible to any of the parents present, they would've undoubtedly been on me in moments. As things were, I was left alone as my Target walked away, only pausing to turn around, look me in the eye, and say:
"And that mask looks stupid."
I still haven't the slightest clue what happened to me. Clearly, something is protecting her, something that can directly affect the emotions and desires of others in close proximity to her (as soon as she'd stepped out of arm's reach, I was able to move again) to the point of bringing them directly under control. Thoughts, however, cannot be altered, or at least were not in my case. My Target spoke of a 'Her' and seemed to imply her protector was on the same level as Father; possibly another Fear. However, I do not know of any Fears that specialize in emotion/desire control, though to be fair I only pay attention to Father.
What weighs heaviest on me is her mention of a 'knight' that is going to save her, apparently because of myself and Father. Because of what I'm dealing with here, I will need to be more careful. I cannot deal with something this without Father's direct intervention, a courtesy He has never offered. Therefore, my only course of action is to exterminate possible 'knights' before they become a problem for me. I do not want a difficult assignment made harder by a bodyguard.
It would make the most sense if the 'knight' were an associate or loved one of someone I've killed. I can safely rule out the lives taken outside of my assignments, due to the inclusion of Father's name in the girl's gloating. I am left with only one possible route.
Anyone involved with my prior 36 targets must be eliminated.