Haunted


Chapter 1: October Winds

The only sounds that were heard above the hard murmur of the fierce winds were their leader's heavy breathing. Violet eyes seemed to be everywhere at once, taking in the whole picture, the whole plan in a matter of moments. Omi seemed surprised given the amount of beating the redhead took in after being blown from a three-story building.

Cerulean eyes were panicked, as a pure fear seemed to take a tight root in his body. He could feel the pain of actual defeat coursing through him. It couldn't be all over, everything they fought for, and everything they ever stood for gone just like that, just to wait for the signal to be killed. Just like that… how simple it was to end life. In the end, it really only created more suffering.

Ken was shifting his weight all over the place, his claw raised up and already bloodied, waiting, just waiting to seep into more flesh. Tense blue-green eyes surveyed the area and only seemed to come up more than once with a blank slate. The soccer fanatic saw no way out of this one.

Yohji stared plainly at the many guns aimed their way, emerald eyes focused intensely of what would seem to be his death. Seconds pasted and all he listened to was his leader's ragged breathing that seemed to hover in the air around them. It couldn't be all over… He forced his mind to work, forced his thoughts to come up with something, anything. Nothing… he sighed maybe it was trying to think that got him so much of nothing in this life.

A glare lit up the night in ice, covered the dark landscape in frost. The freezing winds dug into the men caught in an impasse; an endless stand still. But in that instant Aya seemed to disappear, moving so fast and quick the men holding the upper hand over them barely caught a glimpse before the assassin was on him. You could hardly believe he was the same one who had fallen from the building earlier.

When blade tasted blood it was all over, as red stained the ground, and a last cry was heard escaping into the October wind. At the moment a claw sunk into a man's neck, preventing the yell of defeat. A silver invisible wire worked its way around another's throat and soon darkness took its stay into the other's mind as well as a few stragglers along the outskirts. An arrow spun from a crossbow held by only a boy and hit before the bullet was fired.

"The day before Halloween," Yohji stated quietly in a hushed tone.

To be continued...


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