The Colour of Murder


Chapter Four

A/N: Hey guys!I managed to finish my Greenday/MCR project and it looks so purty-ful! Anyways, I've just finished the next installment to CoM! w00t! So..enjoy! 3

DISCLAIMER: Don' own it...Blah Blah Bitty Blah... -yawn-


A fog was beginning to drift just above the ground; the male was losing patience. His long, dark brown hair swayed as he tilted his head back and exhaled cigarette smoke; ebony eyes gleamed with a hidden madness. He heard a growl behind him.

"About time..." the male muttered and turned to the enormous shadow behind him. "Punctuality isn't one of the assests to your breed isn't it?"

He moved some hair out of his face.

"Track her down. Jump. And have fun." The brunette smirked and raised one finger in the air, waving it threatingly.

"But!" he said in a more serious tone, "On no grounds must you kill her. I know about the poison in your kinds attacks, that alone will heaps her weak and vunerable. Which is exactly how I want her. got it?"

The shadow growled and in a flash, disappeared. The male chuckled and drew on his cigarette once again.

"Weak and vunerable. Oh poor little baby, no help now..."


Sunday bade a smallgoodbye to Vincent and was now walking just outside Neihblem. A light breeze blowing as her cloak gently, teasing her to remove it. She stopped aburtly as she spotted a bright yellow Chocobo grazing only a few meters away from her.

"Bingo!" she whispered, rubbing her hands together.

She crept stealthily behind it. The Chocobo froze slightly. Sunday pressed her lips together and at the split second of the Chocobo moving, she sprung forward, grabbing it by the neck and trying to sit herself on it's back. The Chocobo went into a mass panic and ran in circles, squwarking at the top of it's voice.

"Shhhh! You damn bird!" Sunday hissed and she held a tight grip on the bird's neck. "Stop making so much noise!" she added a slight pleading tone to her voice.


After ten minutes of struggling, Sunday managed to calm the Chocobo down and had was now beginning to trot happily through the grasslands. To her dislike, the wind had gone. Now everything was still and silent. Hills were starting to close around her and trees and plants were growing thicker and hiding her from view.

"No one is gonna find me here..." She joked half-heartedly, eyeing a thicket suspiciously.

In the not to far off distance, Sunday could hear the slow trickling of a stream.

'At last, some bloody sound!' Sunday exclaimed in her head.

She trotted towards it, a small smile on her face. As they reached the stream, she let the Chocobo stop to drink. The bird chirped and bent it's neck down to drink. Sunday sighed and cracked her knuckles.

"Should I of stayed with Vincent?" she asked herself aloud, frowning. "It's just, he didn't seem like the type who would be a snitch...he seems...nice..."

The female snorted.

"Nice? Aw man, you gotta be killin' me! I'm going soft..thinkin' some vampire being nice.." Sunday shook her head, but stopped dead.

"VAMPIRE!" she exclaimed suddenly, causing the Chocobo to become startled. Sunday patted it apologetically and it returned to drinking from the stream. "I knew I could smell something...why couldn't I of thought of it?" the female chuckled.

A shadow darted out of nowhere straight toward Sunday. It hit her at a frightening speed, square in the chest. Sunday made a small 'Ooof' sound as she tumbled backwards, hitting the floor beneath her. The Chocobo took the chance and sprinted off, 'warking' loudly. She coughed and turned onto her stomach; wide eyes frantically searching where the culprit had disappeared to. She gingerly got up and withdrew her daggers. The shadow hurtled back to her, hitting her left side, causing to spin a full two circles before being knocked to the ground once more.

Annoyed, Sunday hastily got up and growled.

"Come on!" she yelled "Fight like a really man!"

The figure was suddenly towering above her. Sunday spun round and looked up; her mouth dropped to the floor and she took in the beast.

The beast was of part-wolf, part-dragon and part-panther. It had sleek, jet black fur, that tufted out at it's wrists and ankles and also slightly on it's chest. Large, peircing yellow eyes peered fearlessly down; Large, torn, lizard-like, black wings erroded from it's back and sharp talons that looked like the could tear the female apart with one swipe flexed menacingly. It stood on it's hind legs and growled.

"Oh..." was murmured from the female.

The beast roared and took a swipe at Sunday. The female jumped over it gracefully, like jumping over a jump rope and landed again; ebony eyes gleamed with ambition as she flipped forward and as she spun round, brought her daggers down into the beast's shoulder. The beast growled and shook Sunday violently a few meters away; roaring, it knelt down and charged.

Sunday rolled sideways and got up. She closed her eyes. She felt energy built up in side of her; arms moved slowly skywards and halted. Her body began to glow red. Sunday opened her eyes again and snapped her arms back down roaring at the top of her lungs.

"FIRE!"

Flames shot towards the beast who was about to charge again, causing it to flinch. Sunday ran towards it, screaming madly. She jumped up and spun round, slicing the beast with her daggers a few times.

"Take that!" She yelled coldly.

The clearly pissed off creature roared and punched the brunette, large talons peircing her flesh. Sunday let out a startled cry, she cradled her stomach, crouching slightly. The beast took it's chance and swiped again, causing Sunday to hurtle towards the stream. She landed on the ground, spinning into the icy water. Sunday winced as she lay on her back. She felt drowsy, a numbing pain came from her abdomen.

'Something...it's inside me...can't get it out...'

Her half-open eyes looked up; the beast was growling, almost laughing above her.

'Oh god...just kill me now...' she pleaded in her head.

The beast held it's hand over Sunday, a bolt of blue light shot down. Sunday began screaming, her head filled with blinding pain. She writhed in the water, limbs stiffening, her back arching backwards. Sunday squeezed her eyes tightly shut, she faded away. The pain still consumed her body. She twitched stimltaneously, before blacking out.


A/N: Ooooh, cliffhanger! Aren't I evil? Mwahahahaha!

Thankeh:

Da KeR MysTeRr: Spew? Ew... -gag-...lol...'kay. Report Card Day meh... Dear god you review was totally random...

Any-More-Cheese: Heya Cheese! Ah ha! You shall have to keep reading to find out. you kinda get a clue in this chap...but don't worry all shall become clear in the end! I'll try get to your Fic ASAP! Thanks for the heads up!

Blitz12: Meh...i'm pondering over that...I'm trying see what characters I can fit and where I can fit them in. -shrug-

Shikaku Zetsumei Saigen: Lolz...it happens. You're not stupid... heh, things will come clearer in the next chapter or two, but how much is said I shalt not say, hope you enjoyed this Chap too.

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