Recap: Now, I wonder how my plan will work out. Like I said I always finish a job, too bad the one I'm killing is….
" Man I'm so gonna regret this." I muttered to myself as I headed back to Edge. I walked back silently into the city. Lance was pacing anxiously.
" Took you long enough." he snarled at me.
" Put a sock in it wolfie. I ran into a problem on the way back." I grumbled. Lance knew who I meant, and he growled in rage. Vincent stood calmly regarding the situation, Dante did the same.
" You saw Sephiroth and didn't kill him!" Lance snarled. I shrugged.
" He took me by surprise and he was ready to draw his sword. It would have been foolish to fight with him." I said lazily. Lance's anger subsided, because Lance was a very logical person.
"Do you know where he was going?" Dante asked.
" No, not a clue. But, there probably at the building were there holding our family captive." I said.
" That would only be logical, because they know we won't storm the place because they could harm them." Lance said his anger fading as he began thinking rationally.
" You might not storm them, but I will. My cousins are competent at fighting, enough so that I could get to them before they are seriously injured, and maybe take Virgil or Sephiroth out." I said calmly.
" Yeah, but what about?" Lance asked.
" They'd defend her and I would see that she gets out safely, but it won't be that easy. They have snipers, before you even reach the building, and there are tons of soldiers guarding the entrances, and many more stationed in the building. Also the elevator requires a card key, which could be on any of the soldiers. I'd have to know exactly were the card key is before entering, it's much safer that way, any if the guards are kept busy, I have a chance." I said.
" We can easily keep the guards busy, but what if they catch on?" Dante asked me.
" Simple, we let them retreat into the building where Sorrow and Pain will be waiting." Lance said evilly.
" Sorrow and Pain." Vincent repeated.
" Meet Pain," she pulled out the red pistol, " And Sorrow." I said as pulled my sword off my back.
" Devil Arms." Dante said admiring them.
" Pain never misses, except when it' s bullets where deflected by Vincent gauntlet and Dante's sword. And Sorrow just loves a blood bath." I said as Sorrow glowed an ominous red in response to my words.
" May I ask a rather irrelevant question?" Dante asked.
" Sure." I said rather absently.
" Why wear white of all colors?" Dante asked.
" Well, I don't care for white but Sorrow loves to watch my white clothes get stained with blood and an unhappy Devil Arm is something I'd rather not deal with." I said.
" Sorrow is a truly evil sword." Dante muttered and Sorrow glowed brighter in response.
" I think it took that as a compliment." Lance said glowering at the sword as ireturned it to my back and Pain to it's holster.
" Are you sure you can hold them all if they retreat?" Vincent asked.
"I'd better cause if I don't I'm dead, and I don't plan on dying until I have there heads so I think I can manage a few hundred foot soldiers." I said as I brushed my white hair out of my eyes.
" You got to be crazy to go through with this plan, you have to admit." Dante said.
" Good thing I'm psychologically unstable to begin with, because if I wasn't I might actually be sacred or worried." I said grinning like a mad man.
" You're nuts, you know that." Dante said shaking his head.
" We could probably get more help if you wait a few days." Vincent said.
" Oh, don't worry I hurt to bad to worry about fucking them up right now." I said as I realized I was in a lot of pain. I did this often. I'd block out the pain, then I would notice it again, but only if I overworked myself. I hadn't done much of anything and that's what's pissing me off. Then again I didn't even know what injuries I had.
" You! The girl with the white hair." A man's voice called. I turned to see a man about 30 yards off. He looked about 20. He was well built with broad shoulders and stout. He was really tan with a spider tattoo on his cheek. He was a black widow, one of the elite groups of assassins. Lance had never seen a black widow, before I had been a member of the black widows, I refused the tattoo only because I wasn't loyal to them and I told them that, so when I was hired to kill their leader I did it without second thought. I recognized the man now, the old leaders younger brother. He was glaring at me with much vehemence.
" A black widow, what's he doing here?" Dante asked. Lance tensed when he heard black widow, he knew why they'd be here. Vincent tensed and suddenly he seemed dangerous.
" Alaric, if you want to fight me let's take it out of town." I suggested.
" Of course." he said as he stood directly in front of me as was assassin code. Then we ran towards Midgar ruins never looking away from the others face. Dante, Lance and Vincent, followed suit.
" You killed my brother, he did nothing bad, he had an honest profession only killing the guilty." Alaric said.
" Really, we'll no good deed goes unpunished. I don't care who he was or what he did, I was hired to kill him so I did," Alaric turned red with rage, " He was a good fighter, but not good enough. You looked up to him because you thought him strong, but when it can down to it he begged me to spare my life. He said please don't kill me kill my brother in my place just let me live." I said whining when I was his brother.
" You bitch! He'd never say anything like that! You lie!" he said shaking his head, but my words hit home.
" Oh' I'm not lying. You may have been his brother, but he didn't care about you at all, hell he wanted you dead, I did you a favor I saved you life." I said cocky and arrogantly.
Lance had an amused smirk on his face at the pain my words had caused Alaric. Dante looked at me shocked at fist then he shook his head in disapproval. Vincent, well I have no clue what he was thinking.
" You lie!" he said as he attacked. He moved quicker than I had expected. His spiked whip cut into my right arm as it wrapped around my arm. He yanked then whip sending forward. I dodged his fists as he tried to punch me. I wrenched my arm out of his whip causing a searing pain through my arm. Something was wrong, I couldn't place it. Then Alaric laughed. Then I realized it the slimy bastard had a poisoned whip. Damn it. I didn't know what poison it was till I went to move, which I couldn't do at all.
He laughed at my startled expression.
" How do you like the black widows poison, it's stronger than before, before you could fight it, but now your mine." He howled as he struck me with the whip. I couldn't move, but maybe if he beat me up enough then…maybe just maybe I had a chance. He lashed me several more times with the whip. Before Vincent and Dante had even thought about helping me Lance explained they couldn't. Then he began to pound me with his fists. Finally, all I could feel was the throbbing pain coursing through my body, it was risky to gamble on my power seeing as how it didn't always work, but it had to. I needed it now, I needed the Bloodlust of the Toga's the most powerful and respected clan of assassins, I needed my families ability, and I needed it now. I was a Toga, Sora Toga and I wanted blood not just any blood my enemies. Then red tinted my vision and my strength returned tenfold, and I could move, no I could kill. The rage I felt turned my blood into lava. I had one objective to kill, it didn't matter how as long as I succeeded. Then my vision was blind with fury as I attacked my opponent. It was over quickly. He begged but in one quick motion a shoved my hand into his chest and held his beating heat as the warm blood dripped down my arm. I ripped his heart clean out of his chest and his blood spattered my chest and face. I busted his heart in my hand. My opponent was dead. My blood cooled down quickly, and rage no longer clouded my vision I could see clearly.
And I saw…