He feet pounded fast, against the predators who carried guns. The bullets rained past him, marring his skin. Blood gushed with each wound as each bullet pierced his skin. There was heavy pounding in his head. Pain etched throughout his body.
The coldness was irresistibly creeping through him. Omi felt the ground slam hard against his small body, the gravity's strength crushing him. He looks at his bloodied darts stained by his own blood…
He failed. Now, his other surviving teammates will continue the remaining part of the mission…
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Abyssinian crept slowly across the ledge so that the enemies will not see him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his colleague dropping to the ground. The scene startled him; the puddle of scarlet was now visible on the floor. Although it was not the one to care, he knew the loss of a colleague mean a tougher mission; he still cared nonetheless.
He was bound to his teammates by mutual consent. That group was named, Weiss and he is a member of it.
There was a sense of guilt as he began to contact the other members of Weiss. "Balinese, do you read?"
"Roger. What's the matter Abyssinian?"
"One ally down. Bullets rained Bombay. Area occupied by military."
"What the—Bombay is with me."
"I do not understand—"
"Forget it. Why is your concentration lost Abyssinian? You were the one most immersed in this mission! Now you're going chicken?"
"Negative, Balinese. I am not a chicken."
"Then prove it Abyssinian and secure target on area c."
"Hn."
The conversation pounded into his head. Why did just Yohji tell him that Omi was alive when he was positive that it was Omi? How come? The only way to find out is later when they untie again as a team of assassins.
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"You must be tired Aya. I'm here and I'm not dead. Don't worry." Omi had reassured Aya outside their apartments, unsure if it really did assure the red head.
He didn't persist more into what he saw. It was perplexing enough to know what happened. He knew that it is pointless to argue about it. Maybe he was cracking up and had to see a psychiatrist.
The sight of his bed was inviting him wel to sleep. One fall on the soft but firm mattress and Aya was now fast asleep.
On the other side of the room, three young men were having a conversation.
"Unbelievble, Yohji-kun. Maybe he just in distress. Too bad he doesn't talk too much that's why we don't know what is wrong with him."
"I guess so Omi. Ask him out to the beach maybe? To help loosen up, lotsa babes to look out for."
"Oh Yohji, you're the only one who will benefit from that. He does not enjoy activities like that much." Ken had sternly stated towards the oldest of the three. He still continued, "Well, I guess something more quiet I guess. He'll get through this. What he said isn't and can't be true. It scares me…"
"Effects of drugs maybe?" Omi suggested, gaining a look of disapproval from Yohji and Ken. Aya wasn't likely to take some. They were sure of that.
Let it rest, Ken settled and they went to sleep.
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Schuldich had just considered the three Weiss member's conversation. Not bad, one down and they're all screwed. He had apparently eavesdropped their conversation from a low building next to their flowershop.
He had a good plan on this. A very good chance, and nobody's going to ruin it.
~to be continued…
A/N: Quite confusing…I took down Siushoo to Ame because it was pointless esp. the plot. So now, I'm making up a new one…more of something better. This is my first shot at this kind of genre so please bear ^_^;; Btw, the setting is in Verbachen~strafe series of Weiss Nope it wouldn't fit much in Gluhen… The RanxKen action will take off on the next chappies…::Waves a Aya Luvs Ken flag:: Well, if it happens to suck or not please do review, click on the button below.
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