Reading is a gift

Klay was in the library reading. She liked reading, it took up all the useless time of the days. Her sister loved it, but Klay didn't know if she had found a new hobby or not. She wasn't sitting in any of the chairs, or the recliners, or on the couches. She was exactly one foot away from the ceiling. Of course, the only way to be able to be that close to the ceiling and be reading on your back was to be reading on top of the bookshelfs. Klay had climbed up. Those chairs were too uncomfortable, the recliners to fluffy, and the couches to small. Who could blame her? She was tall and lanky, traits that were good for her ability as an assassin.
She was reading something that had not been touched in a long time. It was a children's novel, but Klay's curiousity outranked her cation when she wasn't trying to kill someone. She looked down at the floor, the people seeming like ants from her view. She turned back to her book. Of course, if someone actually wanted to crane their neck to her high, of course they wouldn't shout, because it was a library, and since she was high, Klay couldn't hear someone when they were talking normally. But, anyway, she had on her mask, just in case. Not that she would ever take it off. That's why she didn't have a dorm, or picked a place that no one knew about.
Maybe one day, when she returned to her home, she could reveal her wings and remove her mask. Her sister would undo the oath, and everything would go back to what it ususally was.

Klay heard her, but ignored her. It as a good part of her book. If this girl was smart, she;d leave her alone. At least, most people talked and talked and talked. They never left her alone. They kept asking why she never talked, why she wore this mask, questions. Just pestering questions. She wished she was home.
She turned the page.

Klay once again ingnored the girl and turned the page. She was a quick reader. Back home, they didn't have many books. But Klay read what they had, anyway. But they never had people come and bother them like these people. Like this girl. She turned the page agian. New chapter.
Good.

The book dropped of the edge as Klay turned her eyes to this little murderess. She grabbed her hands and knocked the ladder away with her foot.
This girl should not have messed with a trained assassin, capable of killing her in seconds, because she was in range of Klay's power cancellation.
After a few seconds of falling, the book hit the floor. She could drop this girl if she wanted, and she wouldn't be able to use her powers. Klay wouldn't care, it would just be another kill added to her name.

((... No offense, but Klay's powers is that she can cancel off peopel's power in an area and... you sorta like... destroyed it O.o))