I am the darkness, I am the shadows,
I am your shadow, I am the nightmares,
The gun went off for a fifth time. The 12-year-old boy who held it wasn't an assasin, he was a hunter. He was determined to kill the Chinese clan, like he'd been ordered, but for now, he had to train himself to be swifter than their knives and swords. He dodged another sword attack and knocked over the man who held the sword. He had tears in his eyes when he saw a young teen with a woman as his memories flooded back. He yelled and backed away, his eyes blured his gun on the ground, his hands over his ears. The simulation was over, he was dead.
I will find you, I will haunt your dreams,
I will hunt you down, I will kill you,
He whipped around and fired. He didn't go for the Chinese chaos thingy, so now he was an assasin, a true assasin who would kill anyone who saw his face. He was a mysterious teen with no motive for life, he was just some assasin that no one knew. Anyone who saw who he was was sent to their death, but he was always able to fire without anyone seeing him lift his head. He threw a bomb and saw a boy get shoved out of the way by his older brother. Again, he was shown memories from his childhood, nothing was stopping the flood of memories. He was alone in this war.
I can hear you, I can smell you,
I can see you, I can taste your blood,
"IT'S NOT REAL! MAKE IT STOP! NO! THIS CAN'T BE REAL! YOUR NOT HUMAN!" He couldn't belive his friend would do that to him. He watched his world fall appart. It had been years since he'd seen any of them, and now they were all his assailants. They were sent to kill him and they were all ready to fire. They had changed, but he had changed as well.
You know me by name, You know me by sight,
"You know what we're here for." The oldest one with the dark brown hair said. He tossed a picture to him. "We're here for your head, sir." The gun went off and the crowd of captives gasped as he held his hands up.
You knew I was hunting you, You knew I was going to kill you sooner or later,
"He," he laughed. "You can't kill Shinigami, you can't kill the assasin who was there to watch his world crumble." The leathery black wings spread and revealed that he'd caught the bullet. "You can't have my head."
You can run, You can hide,
"No one has ever tried to take my head, either you or your boss have got it wrong." He tossed the bullet to his friend, knowing what was coming. He braced himself for his death. He was ready to die, but not without a fight. "Bring on all you've got!" The picture dropped and everything slowed as the frame and glass shattered and then, as if nothing had ever slowed down, he was off like lightning and he was pinning down one of them, his teeth barred.
You won't get away from me, You won't live another day,
"You don't know what you've done to me!" Heero fired his rifle again as Shinigami held down Trowa. "You don't know what you've done to us!"
"You left us for the life of an assasin!" Chang swung his sword and felt blood smear across the floor.
"You left us for dead! You never came back for us!" Quartre yelled, his gattling rifle going off.
Trowa stared at his friend in silence.
I am you death dealer,
Shinigami stood up. 'If only you knew who abandon who.' "You want to know why I left you to die? You want to know why I left you to fend for yourselves? You want to know the truth? You want to know why?" His head was tipped down and the dark shade covered his eyes. "You want to know the truth, right?"
The end of your rope is here.
The guns clattered to the ground, it was over, Shinigami had told them his secret, his way of living now.
"You sacrificed yourself to save us, is that it?" Heero asked, his hands shaking. "Your our best friend, why couldn't you tell us?! Huh?!"
"If I told you, you would do just as you had done, tried to kill me."
"You didn't tell us! If you had, we could have helped you!" Quartre said, falling to his knees. "I didn't want you to leave."
"No one can help me."
Trowa simply watched his winged friend. "You never said you were a death dealer."
"I had to lie."
"I belive you, Duo. You're our only protective friend." Chang slung his arm over Duo's shoulders with a slight smile on his lips.
Heero sighed and spread his wings. "You came to late for me, they made me a healer, so damage you do, I fix."
Duo started laughing. "All right! Duo Maxwell's back in buissness!"
I am Duo Maxwell, You are a dead man.
