THE THIRD CHAPTER! At last!
Well, Claire it seems just appeared, then disappeared minutes later.
Because of a certain incident concerning the library, Les Miserables, and elbow grease (coughwhitereplicacough) I have been inspired!
Now, I don't own anything but Innokentiy Juliet Thomas, Clarissa Alison "Claire" Haruno, and yet another OC, Konstantin Tresnja "Constantine" Ivanovic.
Anyways, if I add some song lyrics there, I will certainly say who sang it and not claim it as my own.
Now, read.
Juliet felt eerily out of place.
Because she was in the arms of a boy she liked.
Otto Malpense.
No one even dared hug her.
Nevermind, she thought.
She tried to enjoy.
BAM!
A gunshot was heard not very far away.
Otto shielded her from the strange cloaked figure approaching her with a pistol in its hand.
Pointed at him.
"Otto, let me go."
"No. I won't."
"Please! I can take care of myself!"
"I DON"T WANT TO LOSE YOU!"
She stopped breathing for a moment.
She darted past Otto. She was an assassin. Her specialty was to kill and not be killed.
She was armed, mind you.
She unsheathed the two twin daggers she carried with her always.
She didn't feel ready.
At all.
This person was pointing a gun at her and she was carrying daggers? This would end very badly.
"Ah, Innokentiy. How nice to see you again," said the figure. The voice was somewhat familiar. It was thick with a Serbian accent.
The figure was pointing the pistol at her.
It pulled the trigger.
Otto stroked the girl's head. This girl was Innokentiy Juliet Thomas, also known as Juliet, J, and Kent. She was shot in the stomach, and the doctors at the sick bay knocked her out and put her on a morphine drip. They said she would be fine, nothing fatal, but she would not be able to attend class for a week. Her eyes were closed in slumber. The blond strands were spread all across the pillow. She was still in the same black dress she got shot in a few hours earlier. She looked so peaceful.
"Otto?"
It was Wing. Somebody better be dying.
"How is she?"
"She'll be fine. She's on a morphine drip for the pain, but nothing fatal."
"Oh. Raven found the person who shot her."
Raven?
"Really? Who?"
"They're bringing her in now."
All of a sudden, two guards were dragging a girl with brown hair by the arms. The girl looked up, settled her epic fail of a glare on Otto, and shrank back when Wing settled his death glare on her.
Nero walked in through the open door.
"Ah. Mr. Malpense. Good. I see, Mr. Fanchu, that you have already broken the news to Mr. Malpense here."
Nero looked upon Juliet's sleeping form and said mildly,
"Both of you seem to be wondering who did this to Miss Thomas. This," he lifted the girl's chin up, " Is Konstantin Tresnja Ivanovic. A Serbian student who shares Miss Thomas' line of villainy."
The girl had brown hair and black eyes. How odd. If Juliet's eyes were cold pools of silver that could spot a hummingbird from fifty miles away, the Serbian's were black holes, with no hope, no happiness, no anything.
"I prefer to be called Constantine."
The girl spoke.
That name rang a bell.
It was the name of the girl who asked Wing to the dance.
Which he said no to.
But other than that, there was something else....
Constantine Ivanovic was Juliet Thomas' old competition in the assassin world.
But Juliet said that they were friends now.
"I was actually aiming for the Japanese girl."
Then it hit him.
Claire Haruno.
He looked from Wing to Nero.
"Otto?"
She was awake.
SHE WAS AWAKE!
Ooh. Finally. A REAL PLOT!
I quite like the whole enemy to friend thing happening between Constantine and Juliet.
But you never know what may happen.
I dunno why, but I have a thing for assassins and cold places.
R&R!