Please treat me kindly this is my first fan-fic and it will most probably be rubbish but I cant help that
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Thoughts
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SMACK
A hand connected painfully hard across a pale cheek, the owner of the cheek simply looked unemotionally at the man in front of him not saying a word. "You think you'r better than us huh snooty upper-class." This statement was backed up with another slap, or would have been if there was anyone now in front of him to slap. Instead the blond that they had been previously 'beating up' was now stood behind one of the men that had been restraining him.
Still without saying a word the now free man pushed a poison tipped knife- conveniently hidden in his sleeve- into the back of the man he was stood behind.
Said man froze and sunk painfully slowly to the floor. "How Dare You" the leader of the trio spat lunging for the golden eyed man who in turn elegantly steeped out of the way and pushed the last standing thug to the floor.
Slipping his hand into his coat he pulled out a gun, one of the most beautiful guns the men had ever seen- don't know how a gun can be called beautiful but still it fits with the story- the gun was gold plated with silver feathers inlaid along its side. "I know that gun" one of the men on the floor gasped.
"indeed" the blond muttered before pulling the trigger and managing to shoot both men at once.
The man put the gun back into his pocket and walked out of the alley wiping a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth with a gloved finger.
The man on the floor died with the name of his killer on his lips.
Krad Hikari.
The last of the Hikari line.
The Fallen Angel as some called him because of his angelic feachers and not so angelic personality
He was a cold killer.
The perfect assassin.
