Hey everybody~! I haven't been on here in AGES… but enough about that! I have a new story to crank out, and I'm curious as to what your reaction will be. Any review is ok, and flames will be used to make smores~
Oh and,
Disclaimer: I do not own air gear or any of its ideas and characters. I only own my ideas andany OC's I may choose to throw in from time to time.
Enjoy!
'Well, at least it couldn't get any worse that this..' The girl thought to herself. That day had been the worst one in the history of bad days, so she was convinced that it didn't have any farther to go down and could only go up from there.
Boy, was she wrong.
-agito's POV-
'tch! Stupid little fuckers!' the infamous shark of the bloody road thought to himself as he raced through the night sky, chasing down a lone rider that had happened to get away when Agito was finishing up with his crew.
~flashback~
Agito was finishing up with a AT team and was about to leave when a sharp object raced by his face. A small cut was made visible on his cheek as a small amount of blood welled up before lightly beginning to slide down his face.
Turning to look in the direction that the object flew in, he saw an AT teams emblem patially covering the emblem of kogarasumaru's that agito had recently placed. An angry growl began rumbling in his chest and he then turned to see who had thrown it. He was met with the face of a somewhat scraggly looking man who looked to be in his mid twenties. The man was clearly arrogant judging by the smug smile he was shooting the young fang kind of the bloody road.
"who the fuck are you?" Agito demanded, still obviously pissed that this man had the nerve to approach him.
"my name is none of your concern boy." The man said, clearly trying to egg Agito on.
And it was working.
"Fuck you! Im the motherfucking fang king! I'll kill you you pathetic old shitstain!" Agito roared, enraged at the man's clear mockery of him. With that, agito lurched forward, catching the man off guard. Eyes widening, he turned to receive a diagonal slash across his chest, blood spurting out of the fresh wound.
No sooner did that happen, fifteen AT riders jumped from the shadows, also not anticipating that the young fang king would catch their leader off guard.
"hey!" one the riders yelled at Agito. As soon as he did this, Agito was behind him, launching a fanged attack at him, also leaving a diagonal slash across his chest, knocking him down as well. This continued on with all the rest of the riders, adding to Agito's excitement. The slightest movement on the edge of his vision made him spin around in time to see a rider trying to escape, seemingly unharmed. 'must have missed a spot' Agito thought, licking his lips.
He then began to give chase, not even knowing what he was going to see later on…
~end flashback~
Resuming his hunt of the last man, he suddenly caught scent of something else.
Fear, slight annoyance, and blood. Lots of blood. Speeding up, he quickly finished off his earlier prey and began to hunt down this new interesting smell.
The girl was running. Well, if you want to be technical, she was riding her air trecks. Fast. Why, you ask? Oh, it really wasa interesting story really. You see, it had all started that morning at school…
~yet another flashback~
The girl was walking to school that morning, when out of the corner of her eye, she saw a man staggering out of an alley way. Not thinking anything of it at first, the girl continued on her way down the street, figuring it was just a drunk old homeless man.
That is,.. until she heard a gunshot.
She tuned around in shock to see the old man that had been backing out of the alley way was face down on the road, bleeding profusely from the head.
Soon after that, she saw a bald man in a purple outfit of some sort(she wasn't exactly sure at that moment, everything about this moment made her wish she was dreaming) and a few men behind him also is similar purple clothing who were wearing skull-like masks. She then heard what she assumed was the leader begin to talk, still not noticing her yet. "stupid old man, should have known better than to cross me." The purple man (as she had so creatively named him)had said. Then, as if noticing her for the first time, cracked a sadistic smile and spoke again. "well well well, what do we have here? A little girl who has lost her way?" he spoke mockingly to her.
She took one last look, as if memorizing every detail of the men in front of her. Then, she turned on her heels and ran, thanking God she had decided to pack her Air Trecks in her back pack to practice with after school.
Turning on a pin, she ducked into a small almost unnoticeable alley that she would not have found, were it not for her excellent memory of the area and keen observation skills. Swiftly opening her backpack, she pulled out her air trecks and took off her shoes. She quickly put them on and shoved her shoes into her backpack. Getting up, she revved her air trecks and shot off silently into the air, knowing in her heart, she wasn't going to make it to school that day.
~end second flashback~
And, so here she was, over eight hours later, still on the run. Except now, it appears that the man hadn't just forgotten about the "little girl" from earlier and had in fact called the rest of his goonies on the hunt for her head.
'that's what you get for looking back you stupid girl! When you hear gunshots, run like hell and don't look back!' her inner self reprimanded her. Mentally agreeing with herself that it was a pretty stupid move and she should have ran since there's not much to be done when your shot in the head.
She was startled out of her thoughts by a sound. Not just any sound though. A sickening almost wet sound followed by a pained scream. Then silence.
Looking around the corner of the little nook in between building she had been hiding in. she was immediately met with a cold, sadistic golden eye. Jumping back out of shock, she saw the boy's smile widen as did his eyes. "so your what I smelled earlier.." he almost whispered. She stood on spot in confusion. "wha-?" she was about to finish but a dark blue blur cut her off.
In the blink of an eye, she was up against the wall with a hand lightly resting against her neck.
Ooh~! I'm still thinking of what I can make happen next without making him seem too out of character. Any help you can offer is very much appreciated!
Ja ne,
-hime