Stained with Blood
Disclaimer: I don't really need this disclaimer thingy. for none of my chapters presently have anything to do with anything, cept for Hachi. Hachi looks exactly like Heero cept for Hachi has neon-green eyes instead of blue. That's all, all other characters are mine, and you cant take them unless I give permission. So there. (And pardon my bad spelling, it really sux!)
Chapter 1: Eyes of Death
It was dark. Must be around one in the morning. The silhouette of a man was crouched behind an ally wall. It was a rather cold night for the fall as well. The man sat there, his finger numb from the cold. He was pretty much used to it though. He had been out in colder weathers than this before. He sat in the ally listening, as though he was waiting for something.
All of the sudden a car could be heard. The man shrank further into the shadows. The car pulled to the side of the road. A man, flanked by two bodyguards, came out of the car. The three men stood there for a little less than an hour; at witch time another car came and parked beside the other.
Out of this car came another man, no less than six bodyguards followed him. The two men started to talk in whispers, the body guards eyed each other as if the other were about to attack.
The man in the shadows stood up and started to walk towards them.
Lighted now by the only street lamp, the man could be seen wearing a long trench coat, black, that had a tall collar that covered his face so only his eyes could be seen. His blue eyes had the strangest and most creepy glow to them. They were partially hidden by his brown hair that hung over his forehead. He had black gloves and just visible below his coat were rather large (and by large i mean big and clunky) black steel-toed boots that rose about four inches above the ankle. The base of the heel and toe with shinny metal.
The two men and their bodyguards heard the slow pace of his boots clinking against the ground and looked up. The two men just stared at the slowly approaching figure. The guards all took out their massive guns just in case.
One of the two men said "You! Boy! You might want to leave. That is, if you don't want to be hurt."
The man in black said nothing and just kept walking at the same slow pace.
"Alright then, I warned you." and with one signal of his hand, the guards started to fire non-stop.
A big cloud of smoke covered the scene from the bullets fired. The first man, satisfied by his "power", laughed inwardly to himself.
His laughter quickly stopped however.
The smoke was clearing and the silhouette of the man in black was still standing. Not one bullet had hit.
When the smoke totally cleared, he was pointing a gun straight at the man's heart.
He pulled the trigger.
The first man lay dead in a heap of blood. The second man drew back a step. "W-who are you?" he asked in a quavering voice.
A long silence followed this. Then, in a low voice, the word "Death" could be heard.
The man didn't like the should of it. He started to run backwards. One more shot was heard and the mans body lay motionless, also in a pool of blood.
The bodyguards started to fire at him again. But this time one bullet hit. "Death" didn't even flinch. Blood started spilling out where the shoulder and his arm meet. He pulled up his gun again and shot 1. 2. 3. And then 4. The bodies stood still for a second, and then fell all together. There were two men left, two of the guards. The sound of police cars could be heard.
Death had them both by the collar and staring at them in their faces. Both men showed immense fear. As the two looked into Death's eyes, a sensation as if their hearts were ripped out and froze. His eyes were soulless, as if looking into endless darkness.
The police cars came to a screeching stop. The officers got out and were running to them. Death let the two men drop to the ground. He started to run. Down the street and into an ally. Shouts of the policemen were heard as they chased after him. "Stop! Don't go any further! Stay where you are!" The policemen reached the ally. He was gone.
An ambulance arrived at the scene five minutes later, picking up the dead bodies and bagging them. The police were interviewing the two still alive.
Chapter 1 end
So how did you like it? Stupid? Cool? Neat? Most retarded thing you've ever read? Tell me in your reviews please. (and really, review please, I like reviews, even if hey are insulting, I dun care) and if you want me to e-mail you on updated chapters and what not, then just leave your e-mail address in your review. Thanks for reading! ^^
-Shojo
Disclaimer: I don't really need this disclaimer thingy. for none of my chapters presently have anything to do with anything, cept for Hachi. Hachi looks exactly like Heero cept for Hachi has neon-green eyes instead of blue. That's all, all other characters are mine, and you cant take them unless I give permission. So there. (And pardon my bad spelling, it really sux!)
Chapter 1: Eyes of Death
It was dark. Must be around one in the morning. The silhouette of a man was crouched behind an ally wall. It was a rather cold night for the fall as well. The man sat there, his finger numb from the cold. He was pretty much used to it though. He had been out in colder weathers than this before. He sat in the ally listening, as though he was waiting for something.
All of the sudden a car could be heard. The man shrank further into the shadows. The car pulled to the side of the road. A man, flanked by two bodyguards, came out of the car. The three men stood there for a little less than an hour; at witch time another car came and parked beside the other.
Out of this car came another man, no less than six bodyguards followed him. The two men started to talk in whispers, the body guards eyed each other as if the other were about to attack.
The man in the shadows stood up and started to walk towards them.
Lighted now by the only street lamp, the man could be seen wearing a long trench coat, black, that had a tall collar that covered his face so only his eyes could be seen. His blue eyes had the strangest and most creepy glow to them. They were partially hidden by his brown hair that hung over his forehead. He had black gloves and just visible below his coat were rather large (and by large i mean big and clunky) black steel-toed boots that rose about four inches above the ankle. The base of the heel and toe with shinny metal.
The two men and their bodyguards heard the slow pace of his boots clinking against the ground and looked up. The two men just stared at the slowly approaching figure. The guards all took out their massive guns just in case.
One of the two men said "You! Boy! You might want to leave. That is, if you don't want to be hurt."
The man in black said nothing and just kept walking at the same slow pace.
"Alright then, I warned you." and with one signal of his hand, the guards started to fire non-stop.
A big cloud of smoke covered the scene from the bullets fired. The first man, satisfied by his "power", laughed inwardly to himself.
His laughter quickly stopped however.
The smoke was clearing and the silhouette of the man in black was still standing. Not one bullet had hit.
When the smoke totally cleared, he was pointing a gun straight at the man's heart.
He pulled the trigger.
The first man lay dead in a heap of blood. The second man drew back a step. "W-who are you?" he asked in a quavering voice.
A long silence followed this. Then, in a low voice, the word "Death" could be heard.
The man didn't like the should of it. He started to run backwards. One more shot was heard and the mans body lay motionless, also in a pool of blood.
The bodyguards started to fire at him again. But this time one bullet hit. "Death" didn't even flinch. Blood started spilling out where the shoulder and his arm meet. He pulled up his gun again and shot 1. 2. 3. And then 4. The bodies stood still for a second, and then fell all together. There were two men left, two of the guards. The sound of police cars could be heard.
Death had them both by the collar and staring at them in their faces. Both men showed immense fear. As the two looked into Death's eyes, a sensation as if their hearts were ripped out and froze. His eyes were soulless, as if looking into endless darkness.
The police cars came to a screeching stop. The officers got out and were running to them. Death let the two men drop to the ground. He started to run. Down the street and into an ally. Shouts of the policemen were heard as they chased after him. "Stop! Don't go any further! Stay where you are!" The policemen reached the ally. He was gone.
An ambulance arrived at the scene five minutes later, picking up the dead bodies and bagging them. The police were interviewing the two still alive.
Chapter 1 end
So how did you like it? Stupid? Cool? Neat? Most retarded thing you've ever read? Tell me in your reviews please. (and really, review please, I like reviews, even if hey are insulting, I dun care) and if you want me to e-mail you on updated chapters and what not, then just leave your e-mail address in your review. Thanks for reading! ^^
-Shojo