Some Times I Can Smile
-Break Away
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What would you do with the world?
Could you hold it in your hand and kill every person on it with simple squeeze?
Sometimes in my stupid childhood, I thought my father could. He was the perfect man. Strong willed, minded. Strong period.
But he took to much joy in the harem of women around him.
He never looked at his own children. There were so many of us. It would have been impossible for him to look at each of us.
I used to pray and wait for the day he would die.
Ace said it was wrong. But Ace was to young to understand the way we should have been treated.
When it all came down though, it would be Ace and her misunderstanding that would save my life. Or how ever you looked at it, her Rector.
It would be her… child-ness that would keep us alive. Rector was just the front to her power.
I never understood my little sister. Ace was perfect in many ways, but in one she was so flawed that it could one day cause her her life. Not the Rector would let her die.
But it wasn't Rector that held me above that lake that night. The night I watched my father's empire fall on him face first. The night I watched it burn to the ground. That was my own power. The power of reason I have over these people.
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"Morning, Naobi." She jumps on the other side of the kitchen and nods.
"Morning Kivan."
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Inever understood then, how easily the demon or human mind can be influenced
The day I left Rector and Ace in those woods to follows these voices in my head was the day I understood. The power I could have over them.
I have never played a fool with Naobi's mind; she was able to do these things without my power. But her playfulness in these arts only goes so far. She has never used her powers to get food, but she has coaxed her enemies to claw the skin off their allies.
"What day is it, Nails?" Naobi looks at me as I speak her nickname and smiles.
"Whatever day you want it to be, if that means we can go," Her words cause my lips to turn up in a smirk. I lift my limp head and looks at her as she stands at the counter as she has so many other mornings.
"The day Nails." She rolls her eyes and thinks for a second.
"The sixth."
"Then we can go. The council will be expecting us." I stand and walk passed her as she grabs her apple on her knife and walks behind me through the house, through the sheltered walls, and down the stairs. I walk through the black void that I know to be a portal and wait on the other side.
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The only choice I was ever given in my life that I chose right was this. To walk through the portal the first time. To become a Saint. A Saint Assassin.
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Naobi pulls her snow blue amulet out of her shirt and lets it hang form her neck. With the low neck I wore you could already see the black-green gem. "Saint of Ice," Naobi says and her voice seems to fade.
"Saint of Nightmares," I say after her and I can fell my body fall, as I have so many times. The breath almost fades from my lips as I feel my body slow and gently land on a solid surface. I could fee Naobi next to me and soon two other presences come to my other side. "Gwen? Ami?"
"Hey," Gwen says in her tainted voice and Aminamari laughs next to her after dispelling her own hello.
"Anyone know what they want now," Nails asks next to me.
"If I did, I probably wouldn't come," Gwen says.
"She has a point," Ami says. I shake my head.
"I wish they would turn on a light," I growl. Nails, Gwen, and Ami all laugh.
"Only you would Kivan," Ami haunts. I curse her under my breath and close my eyes.
"Hello," A voice says a way away form me.
"Troy," Gwen asks and she laughs.
"How'd you do that?"
"She's good," Ami says and Troy laughs again.
"Anyone else here that didn't want to speak up," I say in a low growl.
"Well now we know Nightmare's here," A light voice taunts from the other side of the darkness.
"Let it go Alexis," A lower voice says.
"Alexis and Elieria," I say to Nails and I can feel her nod in the darkness.
"Who's here," A winded voice asks.
"And there's Adven." Nails say and I laugh a little. "So who are we missing?"
"Samarine," Elieria says and I know that at least three of them search us. "And Davive. Anyone feel them?"
"Nope," Troy says. I sigh. A few minutes later Samarine appears in the room.
"Am I late," She ask feeling that he room was almost full. "Am I last?"
"Where's Davive," Gwen asks and I nods to myself.
"Anyone feel her," I ask wanting quiet.
"Nope," Everyone answers at different times. But before we can do anything else the middle of the room becomes light and we all shield or eyes for a second before four figure fall through staying from the floor and bathed in light.
"Hello Saints," They say at once.
"Hello Saint," We all respond at once. The amulets on our chests all glow and I feel the light in my head shine like it was being turned on. Then all at once it fades.
"Lightning is dead," It says. I see several people look around the room.
"Are you going to replace her," Ami asks.
"Yes," It answers, "We have selected a replace meant but she is still untested. She has been through much but we believe that we can help her and that she can help the Saints." Several people look down and shake their heads.
"You have permission to test her," Elieria says.
"I second," Samarine says.
"Darkness and Vengeance have given permission to test, do you concur?" No one responds and It nods in sync. "Very well I will precede with her testing."
"What have you learned," I ask drawling the attention away form our dead friend, "Who killed her?"
"She was compromised in battle with a man known as Rector. Would you like to peruse?"
"No," I say quickly, "Permission to peruse denied." Nails looks at me.
"What are you doing," She asks. I give her a look that begs her to second. "I seconds the denial," she says. The rest of the Saints look at us like we are crazy.
"What do you think you're doing," Samarine says.
"Trust me," I say, "I'll take care of it myself."
"You denied permission to peruse," She says, "that means you too." I nod.
"I have no intention to kill him," I tell her and look back at It. "Saint, what was the premises for her death?" The Saint deliberates for a second.
"The assailant was provoked," The third Saint says.
"Why do you only speak?"
"There were grounds."
"Which are."
"Rector, was provoked by the death of a… loved one, Nightmare."
"Specify." They could all tell I was getting at something.
"Lightning killed a women know as Ace, in her quest for the kill, she was an innocent bystander. Rector was taking revenge." Nails backs away from me.
"Kivan? What's up?" I look around the room.
"If any of you so much as touch a hair on his head, you have my word I will kill you my self." I close my eyes and drawl my energy into the gem, and I feel myself lift from the ground and back through the void. I land in the basement of the house I live with Naobi. I walk up the stair and down the log hall and into the room I call my own.
Rector had killed a Saint, and I should kill him for it. But he killed Lightning because she killed Ace. 'But how. How could Rector, kill a Saint?' I sit down on the chair that face the open balcony doors and bury my face in my hands. I look up after a minute and look at the blue sky. Even in the demon world things could be beautiful every now and then. But out side this little city that myself and Nails prided ourselves on keeping 'clean', there was a world that could kill a child for birthright.
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Demons are killers not to be mistaken with cradle-robbers. Some have honor. And then some would claw out your eyes standing behind you.
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Nails knocks at my door and walks through, "Ok, what's going on? The whole fucking council is in a squabbling match! All because you left. You're not supposed to leave, Kivan, and you know it!" I look at her. "You don't threaten a Saint and you don't leave the council before the Saint says you can, damnit! You know that!" I nod.
"Is there a point here?" I stand up and walk over to the closet door and grab out a bag stuffing shirt s and pants in to it.
"Hold on I'm getting there," She says, "Why'd you leave? No scratch that, why the hell did you deny the request to peruse! He killed a Saint! He deserves to be dead! You know the rules, we avenge the fallen." I stop for a second to see how long she was going to go on with this. She was pacing, not good. I go back to shoving things in the bag, now walking around the room now and stuffing them in. "Who ever that girl was it was no reason to kill a Saint. He should have known that we're going to get him. Even if we have to go against the Saint! Alexis was ready to kill me for backing you up! Friends are supposed to back each other up but you just left! What the hell were you thinking!" She looks at me as I put a set of tarot cards in the bag. "What are you doing?" I look up.
"Are you done?"
"Yeah, I guess," She says with a dreamy look still watching me as I walk around, "Now what are you doing?" I shake my head.
"What does it look like?"
"Packing. But where are you going?" I stop and look her dead in the eye.
"As far away from the Saint as I can get." She looks at me startled and I smirk. How long has it been since I was able to smiles. I missed that feeling. "I'm sorry," I say before walking out the door and out of my life as a Saint.
I know that she went right back to the Saint and they striped what power they could form me, because as I left the life the gem that every Saint was given, broke. I was free and I could breath again. But I knew one thing. The Saints didn't take well to being left and I knew that I would pay for what I had done to them.
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Hello! It's Vex, and this is the beginging of my first YYH story. It may suck, but please lets have some constructive critcism. That would be nice.
Thank you kindly,
-Vex