Hey guys,
Again, sorry about the week long update. My brother had a tennis tournament Saturday and Sunday (in which he placed 2nd, yay!), soI wasn't able to update. This week has been crazy! I hate high school. Anyway, I'm going to try to keep the apologies at a minimum. :-) Hopefully you all will like this chapter.
Chapter title inspired by Elegia by Giorgio Costantini(Beautiful piano piece. Look it up)
Love, Ona
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Chapter 3: Elegia
He reached toward the glint of sunlight that splattered along the surface hoping to find the end of this deep, aquatic hole.
But he couldn't touch.
It seemed to drift farther and farther away. Crimson shadows engulfed his body, and soon he realized he was falling. Just falling. Into darkness. As the water plunged into his lungs restricting respiration, salt seeped into his chocolate eyes, burning the very life out of them. He accepted his fate and placed his hand over his blood stricken heart feeling the exasperated beating of his heart. As his soul whispered goodbye, he closed his eyes and let go of all thoughts.
He was finally at peace.
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She stood at the edge of the hillside overlooking the black ocean, awaiting the arrival of her client.
He was fifteen minutes late.
She sighed and slipped a cigarette out of her jean pocket. She stared at it for a moment contemplating whether or not to smoke on the job. She tested her luck. She inhaled nasty scent of smoke, enjoying the tickling sensation it brought her nose.
She checked her watch once more and tapped her foot against a rock. She blew smoke rings while she waited. She stared at the sea, unable to see the fish that squirmed around for it was too dark. She was about ready to turn away when she noticed a slight alteration in the pigmentation of the water. It was lighter and less dense.
She strode to the edge of the water and stuck a hand in the water. When she pulled it out, it was crimson red. She brought her hand up to her face and smelled it.
Blood.
She knelt down and looked closely at the water hoping to find the source of the blood. When she found none, she stepped into the water and the blood stained her tennis shoes. She waded into the water until she was knee deep and stopped. That's when she spotted him. The source of the blood.
A man floated face up in the water and looked no to be breathing. This time, the woman plunged herself into the water head first and swam toward the body. Once there, she grabbed onto his hand and felt a pulse. She sighed and swam his body back to the hill.
She lifted his body onto the soft grass toppled onto him with heavy breaths. She ripped his oxford shirt off ignoring the bloody wounds and pushed onto his chest. With no luck there, she tilted his head up, opened his mouth, and pressed hers against his, breathing air into his lungs. A soft gurgle strung from his throat, and then he coughed frantically, spitting up water.
She smiled letting him cough up all the water. After a long moment, the coughing subsided and he was welcomed with a warm-hearted smile. He smiled in return and sat up using all his strength.
"W-w-who.. are… y-y-you?" he managed to cough out.
"Just call me Teagan. Pleased to make your acquaintance." She said holding out a hand.
He smiled and took her hand. "Thank you for saving my life Teagan. You can call me Raizo."
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"Are you sure you don't want to stop by the hospital?" Teagan muttered as she wrapped another blanket over Raizo's now bandaged body.
"Yes, I heal quickly." Raizo responded quickly shuddering at her touch.
Teagan noticed this and moved away from him slowly, sitting across from him holding a mug full of hot tea.
Teagan opened her mouth as if to say something, but Raizo beat her to the punchline. "Teagan, I won't tell you what happened. And I won't tell you what I do. But I will tell you that I've killed. Killed a lot of people." Raizo muttered staring into the fire that Teagan had lit.
A moment of silence passed by as Teagan thought of what to say. "I'm an informant." She began. "I work for…" she paused taking a sip of her tea, "I work for assassins. I give all the targets and information to the assassins. You say you've killed a lot of people; I'm the one who tells yo who to kill." She looked up at Raizo as she said the last words with a melancholy gaze.
Raizo matcher her gaze and smiled, knowing their relationship wouldn't end there.
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Raizo was pulled from his thoughts as he shuffled through the contents of the baige envelope Teagan had given to him. He laid the papers out on the coffee table in front of him and spread out the sheets.
Pictures.
Bios.
Locations.
Nothing Raizo didn't already know. Teagan's losing her edge Raizo thought with a smirk. He sighed and shuffled the papers back into a pile read to throw them in the just lit fireplace. He walked over to the fireplace and threw the papers in letting them fly wherever they may. He slowly pivoted, about to walk away when he noticed a small piece of red paper fly by his peripheral vision.
Red. Not good.
He quickly turned back around ready to catch the paper in his hands, but it slipped through his fingers into the fire. Before it was completely consumed by the fire, Raizo caught a glimpse of bold letters written on the top.
Immediate Eradication
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Hopefully, you guys figured out what "immediate eradication" meant and who it was for. :-)
Now you know more about Teagan. She's like an innocent Rottweiler. All sentimental on the inside, but all roughness, talk, and game on the outside.
Warning: mild smut in the next chapter. So if you dislike, then you don't have to read. But come on, who doesn't like a little bit of smut?
Until next time,
Love Ona
