Disclaimer : I do not own -man, it belongs to Hoshinou Katsura. The only thing(s) I do own is/are my OC(s).
Black & White
「Prologue」
I never did truly intend for these particular events to happen, but fate has a very strange way of doing things. I know what my mission is, I've always known since the day he gave it to me, and I had expected things to go as smoothly as he had made me envision. It didn't though, of course. And now here I am, with millions of thoughts running through my mind, questions that I never would have asked myself before shinning though the jumbled mess in my brain more then the rest of those nonsensical, disorderly worries. I guess it didn't really matter what I choose for myself anymore. I had no allies, and more enemies than I could handle. The Akuma, the Exorcists . . . even the people I once called my family, the Noah. No one was on my side, and yet, I was still on everyone's side.
I stared blankly at the dark barrel pointed right between my eyes. This was it I suppose. It was only fitting that this man be the one to kill me. I could see his icy eyes glaring at me from over his gun, the way his long, luscious crimson colored hair swayed gently in the evening breeze, the way his muscles tensed in concentration. After all these years of shadowing his foot steps, heeding to his beck and call, it was finally going to end. I could feel my heart hammering a rapid rhythm into my chest, so fast that I thought I was going to fall over with the intensity of it. His slender thumb reached up and pushed down the hammer, his index finger tense on the trigger.
"Any last words?" My throat felt unnaturally dry, and when I tried to swallow I realized I couldn't get my mouth moist enough to even do that. I closed my eyes in an attempt to calm myself, which only succeeded in letting a waterfall of memories fall into view. Good memories, bad memories. My mind wasn't prejudice when it came to tormenting me. The palms of my hands were starting to get sweaty, and it took all of my non-existent willpower to keep my body from trembling under the weight of my ensuing doom.
"Maybe just a couple." I managed to get out, finally finding it moist enough to swallow at least once. Hesitantly, I lifted my eye lids to expose my shimmering sky blue orbs. Our eyes locked, and like it was the most natural thing in the world, I smiled at him. A smile just like any other smile I had given him. My soft pink lips parted, my final words to this man forming on their plump surface instantly.
"Goodbye, Master."
Bree: Hey everyone! Okay so this was just a random idea that I got into my head and decided to write it down. Of course, it's only a prologue, but that's fine right? It gives me time to gather my thoughts on what I wanted to actually write about in this story. I honestly, at the moment, do not know what I'm going to do with it, I mean, I don't even know who the love interest is going to be! (I'm stuck between Tyki, Lavi, and Allen.) But yeah. I hope you enjoyed this little taster! I'll try to get my thoughts sorted out and then, hopefully, post chapter one! Well, thanks to all of you that read this! Adieu~
