Standing before the large bay window, the Cerulean Hunter eyes narrowed in a fierce anger. It was not directed at any one person, but he seethed with rage. It was building inside of him, growing more powerful with each passing second. Bowing his head in an attempt to quell the pain and anger inside of his heart, he took a shaky breath, trying to regain his composure. Rather hard that he was not one that was so easily calmed. It confounded him why he was plagued with odd feelings such as these.
But then he was always reminded of the pitifully weak blood that flooded through his veins. His jaw suddenly tensed, as those icy cobalt blue eyes of his flashed an intensely vicious crimson before he spun on his heel, slapping the vase from the table. He watched in anger as the beautiful piece of art flew across the room before crashing to the floor, scattering into a million pieces.
He felt saddened that he d broken such a beautiful piece of art but at the same time he tired of such feelings. He was tired of human emotions. They only weakened his resolve. Many a time they had gotten in the way of his mission and he was more then done with them.
"Hn ridiculous."
He straightened, slicking his hair back as his composure suddenly returned, hiding the pain under the mask he always wore before he looked down at his hands, seeing the blood pumping through his veins.
The Cerulean Hunter stilled for that brief moment, memories flashing across his line of vision before he grit his teeth when a woman s face flashed across his eyes. He shuddered, slightly shaken by the pallid face. One he had not seen in many a year but still her eyes the pain it broke his heart
He then jolted, feeling something wet sliding down his pale cheek, upon further inspection, he found it to be a tear. His eyes widened before narrowing. Crying for her? He shook his head as he lowered his hands, his hair slowly lowering to hide his face from view as the emotions began to well up inside of his heart.
"This must come to an end."