Chapters 5 & 6

ohaiyo!! (Good Morning!...even though it's not morning!) Here is Chapter Five and Six. I was just going to do chapter five but it's a little short so i figured, what the hay, put in another one!! Hope you enjoy it! and a little note on the side: You're still not to the good stuff yet! teehee! :)

Chapter Five:
I see London, I see France

From The View Of:
Kanshihei


I had been sitting in my first class, Lysol and Baby Diaper scented plane seat when I saw him again. My heart had accelerated and my breathing had quickened. Don't go thinking that way! That is definitely not the way i felt! My body has a natural impulse of Fight-or-Flight. I didn't even like the guy.

I don't think he saw me so I sank down in my seat then pulled a baseball cap out of my small bag. I put it on to cover my eyes and shadow my distinct features. It covered my bright silver hair as well.

I Guess the Yankees are good for something.

The next six hours of the trip to France had been terrible, and I'm not just talking about the packaged peanuts. The guy was only a few rows in front of me. I figured I could probably avoid him if I stayed hidden... Which was a bit hard considering there were only four other people on the plane... Looks like I might really have to face him. Until then my faithful mp3 player would keep my entertained. Heck, There were only two hours left until the plane got to its last stop, France.

Half-way through my Metallica album I dozed off.

A buzz and light conversation around me woke me. I squinted in the bright light and not more than six inches from my face were passionate blue and purple eyes. he had a huge grin on his perfectly chiseled and seemingly-sweet face. I couldn't believe it but I just sat there dumbly, staring with my lips barely parted.

My equivalent of a total freak out.

He was so close. I felt completely cornered.

"Nice meeting you again... Anyway, I assume France is your stop considering its the only one... hmm?" The young man spoke softly.
My eyes got huge and quick as a flash, I jerked my legs back and drove my heels right into his chest. It was instinct. The air in his lungs left in a huff and he fell back against the seats behind him. He just stared at me with an almost amused look of shock on his face.

I glanced around just as quickly then bolted for the front of the plane, leaving everything.

It was only while I was running through the airport afterward that I actually slowed down to think straight. I had left everything.

An even worse feeling of horror seeped into my being as my hand reached into my, now-empty, hoodie pocket.

The bastard has my pistol.

I growled darkly but left the airport. I would attend to my business... the get my pistol back.

Note to Reader,
Just in case you're not noticing, I'm putting "From The View Of:" at the beginning of each chapter. If you haven't paid attention, I advise you begin now. It'll start being a bit important because sometimes i feel like I'm not really describing a character well. I feel like delving into their mind and personality so that the reader can make more of a connection. The majority of chapters will be from Kanshihei's viewpoint, of course, but I'm definitely not leaving out some key elements that can only be explained by other assisting roles.
Origato,
Writer

Chapter Six:
Backin' It Up

From The View Of:
Tetsudai(The Helper)

I can't tell you how much puzzled me about this girl.

Thing 1: She could tell almost instantly who and what I was. Most assassins hired to kill me only know the what part, that I'm half demon. But she knew right away that I was a son of Passion. One may be wondering, "Well, duh, she is the daughter of Love, another Obsidian demon." But no, even the many daughters and sons of Hate that I've come in contact with didn't recognize me.

Thing 2: Where had she been? By that I mean that as soon as Hate, Sorrow, and Passion found out that Love had been murdered, they had also discovered that she had conceived a daughter soon before. I don't know if this chick knew, but she was the ONLY child of Love, therefore, She has been searched for during the whole three hundred years since Love's death.

Each of the Obsidian demons grow extremely attacked to their children, or rather, they get extremely possessive over them. I am one of the three children of Passion. He doesn't care for us in the way of a loving parent though, he merely gives us everything we need in order to live our lives in any way we see fit. As for Sorrow, he once had a son but he was assassinated around the age of 150. Sorrow of course, got revenge but doesn't plan on any more children. Hate, himself, has hundreds of children and cares for them in much the same way passion cares for my siblings and I. Ironically, Love had been the only to have no children.

As there were four Obsidian demons, they paired off. hate worked with Sorrow and Love worked with Passion. None of what they did was for the better, but Passion and Love had become something that could be considered friends. Hate and Sorrow stayed on the side of business.

I don't think this girl knew but if passion ever found her, she would be under his protection. He had vowed to do just that when he found of his only friend's death.

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Ever since I Had seen her for the first time, I ha vent been able to stop thinking about her.

Her lean frame was muscular but feminine at the same time. Her dark but feather-like hair had given a hard edge to her soft features. Her large eyes gave her a certain vulnerability but her stance had flushed vulnerable down the can. The way she carried herself and moved was much like that of a cat on the hunt. Her glowing green eyes had amazed me.

I couldn't believe my luck when I'd seen her again on the plane to France. I had noticed her almost instantly. I couldn't help but grin when i saw her surprised expression out of the corner of my eye. It was a shame that she covered her pretty face with a rough baseball cap...especially a Yankees one.

She was on edge the whole time, I had been debating whether I should have told her to relax or not but I had figured she would punch my lights out. Considering her avoidance of my eyes, she probably would've even jumped out of a window to get away from me.

When she eventually fell asleep I actually turned around and looked at her.

With her face relaxed and not so tense, she was pretty cute. I figured I had only been staring a few minutes but suddenly the flight attendant was informing us of the upcoming landing. I had gotten my one bag organized then moved to go kneel next to the girl's seat as soon as we landed.

She had been breathing softly and I put my face about a foot from hers. I almost jumped out of my skin when her green eyes slit open. I'd been about to say something but before I could speak I'd been pulled into pools of emerald. She went from relaxed to a look of almost pure terror. Her eyes looked huge so i figured i had to say something.

"Nice meeting you again... Anyway, I assume France is your stop, considering it's the last one, hmmm?" I kept a smile up, hoping to reassure the girl. I meant no harm... it must've not worked because she then proceeded to kick me with enough force to shatter a normal human's ribs to pieces...and I mean, kibbles-n'-bits PIECES.

I landed back against the chairs and looked up into her eyes once more. She seemed like a deer in headlights. She hopped over me and bolted out of the front of the plane.

I rubbed my head as a couple flight attendants bustled toward me. I shrugged them off with a chuckle.

She may have been beautiful but I knew she was dangerous. I wasn't stupid enough to let -ugh- my passion get in the way of things.

As i had walked out of the airport, I couldn't keep a happy grin off my face though. I looked down into my hand and still wanted to laugh. A voice in the back of my head was telling me to feel bad for taking advantage of her confusion, but the amusement of twirling her pistol around in my hand won over.

That meeting on the plane wouldn't be our last. I would see her pretty face again.

Chapter Three and Four

Konichiwa! I've decided to combine Chapter Three and Four for this next post. Be sure to read the Prologue and Chapters 1 & 2 before starting on this one! Note: These chapters, for me, aren't my best, but they do a pretty good job at introducing Tetsudai, the new assisting character. Enjoy!

From The View Of:
Kanshihei

Chapter 3:
Passion Of The Moment


I was lying on my stomach on the top of a skyscraper near the spot where I would see the job. I stared through my binoculars and nodded my head to the music coming from my mp3 player. I was about three hours early for the job but I wanted to make sure I knew the place.

The bottom of the bell tower was similar to a church on the inside, although now it held no services... it didn't exactly hold anything anymore. It was abandoned so I assumed my job was a drug dealer or something along mobster lines. Nobody else would come to such a run-down place like this.

I nodded along with the old Bon Jovi songs on my preset playlist and must've dozed off.

I woke up to a loud guitar solo on a Guns N' Roses classic then glanced down at my watch and cursed loudly. It was already ten-thirty and the sky was dark and cloudy.

I stood and stretched, getting my muscles warmed up. I would have to go into the tower and look for this blue-coat-red-scarf person.

I hopped off the edge of the skyscraper and dropped like a rock. One may be exclaiming, "Why the hell would she just hop off the edge like that?" Well, my answer would be, Because I felt like it.

I landed in a crouch on the sidewalk without even a bruise, as any regular human would have been a pancake.

I stood slowly and looked around. Nobody was close enough to have seen me except a homeless woman in the opening of a nearby alley, but she was either asleep or dead. No problem there.

I pulled my pistol out of my fanny pack and stuck four extra bullets in my front left pocket. I dropped the fanny pack on the ground next to me then walked across the street toward the bell tower.

The doors were large and a closer inspection of the hinges showed there was no way i was going to get in there quietly. I pulled open the door and it creaked loudly. I flinched and stepped inside. The door shut even louder behind me and I jumped again.
I put one hand in my hoodie pocket and loosely held my pistol in the other.

"Come out, come out, where ever you are!" I yelled then chuckled.

"I know somebody is here. If there is anybody else besides a person with a blue jacket and a red scarf, I advise you to leave. I only need to speak to the particular person I described. No more bloodbath than necessary, please." I cocked my head to the side slowly, listening.

I heard shuffling and a young man walked out of a nearby arched doorway. With my sharp, half-demon eyes, I could make out his looks although he was partially in the shadows.

He was lean but he had a fair amount of muscle. His face was extremely attractive. There was something odd about his eyes. His iris's were a dark indigo, almost a purple. His mouth was set in a smirk. His hair was a bit short but a few strands hung forward in the front. He was pale but not the unattractive type. his charcoal black hair looked soft, as his skin did too.

My eyes swept down his body to see that he was wearing a blood red scarf and a thin cobalt blue jacket that was slightly unzipped to show a white shirt with "NERD" written on it. Nice shirt. He was wearing skinny jeans that hung low and bulky skater shoes. All in all, he looked between the ages of nineteen and twenty-three.

As i was intently staring him down he suddenly smiled brightly and spoke. "See anything you like?"

I looked into his sparkling eyes and frowned. It was an unusual feeling that went through me but I wasn't able to put my finger on it.

"I am merely here to complete my job." I stated as I tapped my fingers lightly on the bottom of my pistol.

His smile faltered and a disappointed look crossed his eyes, "You're awfully pretty to be an assassin... but I guess looks don't matter, do they?"

My eyes widened slightly then I pointed my gun at him with a hard expression. I wanted to get this over with. This guy was making me extremely uncomfortable. I still couldn't figure it out but I felt like I knew him. "Any last words?" I said quickly.

He smiled again, "You're a bit more polite than the others they've sent after me. They were all walk and no talk. You seem more fun."

I stared at his eyes and saw that what I believed to originally be indigo was swirls of blue and purple. This guy definitely wasn't human.

I felt myself go stiff as a memory of something i had studied popped into my head.
Each of the four obsidian demons had colors that reflected their auras. As they had large control over their auras, it only showed through their eyes instead of over their whole bodies. Love's were dark green and light green, which were the colors blended into my eyes.

This kid with the blue and indigo eyes could only be one thing... a son of Passion.

(end of chapter three...CHAPTER FOUR IN...THREE...TWO....ONE!)


From The View Of:
Kanshihei

Chapter Four:
Whose Your Daddy?



I stared at him and the hold on my pistol loosened and my eyes grew wide.

He tilted his head at how stricken I looked. He raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong, girly? I thought you were going to kill me."

In my own mind i ran through a million possibilities. Unlike most demons, the four (three) obsidian demons get major possession issues concerning their children. If i were to shoot Passion's son, i would be hunted for the rest of my life. Being Love's daughter probably wouldn't help much either. I think the Obsidians, like other demons, probably didn't hold high regards for each other when it came to anything, really.

I backed up and pointed my gun at the ceiling. I shot a few rounds in case my employers were nearby then looked straight at Passion Jr.

"Lay low for a while. I need the money." I turned and started walking away. He coughed loudly and I turned with an expressionless face.

He shuffled awkwardly then mumbled, "Uh... Why aren't you trying to kill me?"

I simply stared at him and decided I might as well give him an answer. "I'm not new to being an assassin so don't think I'm weak for letting you live. It is for my own benefit and nothing else. I know who and what you are. If I were to kill you, I would be hunted for the rest of my life."

He looked puzzled,baffled, even. "How do you know that? Only a demon would know even a bit of what you just said. You're just a pretty little human-"

I hissed and interrupted, "I'm not human you nimrod. I'm half-demon, just as you are. Learn to validly assess your enemies before making assumptions." I pointed a finger at one of my eyes.

He stared at my eyes and his expression cleared. A stunned expression quickly replaced the clearance he had beforehand.

"Well, hello... daughter of... Love?"

I bit my lip and confirmed his statement with a nod.

His eyes widened as he continued staring at me. I was tired and frustrated that i more than likely wouldn't get my money. I turned and walked out the door slowly, leaving the man behind me.

That night I walked all the way to uptown dallas and found a nice hotel. I got a spacious deluxe room. "With what?" one may be asking, "You have not a thing with you but that bloddy pistol!" Oh, it's nothing. I merely stole a blackcard from a rich pedestrian. He won't miss it for a while.

I took a scalding shower and lied down in the soft bed. I wore just some grey shorts and a think black tank top. My body wasn't tired but my mind was beat. I haven't had many enjoyable jobs lately. They were all too easy, that is, until this last one. It was just annoying and frustrating, not being able to kill him.

I sighed and as my mind raced around thinking through everything that had happened during the day, i finally dozed off. I couldn't stop dreaming about that Passion kid. There had to be a reason why I had met a child of an Obsidian. It had never happened before and there shouldn't have beena reason for it to happen now.




Origato for reading!! I hope you enjoyed those two chapters as much as i didn't enjoy writing them..which is a lot! Comment and follow! Come on! I dare ya!

As a note to add, I should have Chapter Five up within the next few weeks. it just depend on if my other buddy that reads this forces me to type it or not, heh heh. Have a good day!!

Sincerely

~*KaNsHiHeI*~