I tilt my head with an eyebrow raised.
"Oh? What might this weapon be?" I question.
He grabs a sort of stone, and hand it out to me.
"I have no clue what it will be capable of; you will have to figure that out. That's only if you're willing to test it out. Also this weapon even though I said it was, was not created by us I found it. I originally found it for myself, but it doesn't work for me. So are you still willing to test it" He says.
I shrug.
"Might as well." I say.
He nods and hand me the stone. As soon as it makes contact with my hand it turns to a liquid like state, separates, and wraps around my wrists. I watch interested as the smooth liquid surface of the blob of metal hardens around me wrist and begin to have intricate engravings into it.
When it finished I lift at the bracelet under Nano, and furrow my eyebrows when I realize it won't remove from me.
"Wow the whole connection thing is literal." I mutter.
I feel the presences of my voices get stronger.
Feels better now that we're not separated from our body.
Hehe I'll say!
"Wait?! You two are the little bracelets on my wrists?!"
Congratulations you figured it out!
"B..but how?!"
Shadow FOUND us for himself to use, but we don't feel compatible to him. So we figured we'd find our own master, and we found you.
Exciting isn't it?! Hehe.
Oh, and we can do more than what Shadow says.
"So are you two alive?"
Yes.
And guess what?! You're our boss!
She knows this.
Oh…hehe.
"Um you two are in my brain, so even if you didn't want me to be, I AM still the boss."
Touché.
"So if you know Shadow, who is he?"
The devil.
"Are you fucking serious?!"
No, I'm not, I was kidding.
"Thank the Lord man, don't EVER do that to me."
Shadow is just a normal human, with the thirst of justice I guess you could say. Which is why we are not compatible with him.
"Wait this isn't going to be some cliché where I find out I'm not a human is it?"
No, sadly for you. We chose you because you have a BIGGER thirst for justice, your not afraid of killing or whatever to get your justice. Shadow however is, not completely, but he hesitates to much for our liking.
"So….Did you guys have a…master….before me?"
Yes.
DEATH! HEHE!
"The hell you talking about I'm Death?"
No not your nickname Death, the real deal DEATH.
"Holy shit really?!"
YES! HEHE
Congratulations, you now hold the weapons that use to belong to the REAL Death, how does that make you feel?
"I feel pretty awesome right now."
"Um…Death, hello?"
I snap out of my revere.
"Sorry I zoned out." I say sheepishly.
He shakes his head.
"As I was saying, I've had clothing made for you that I feel you will like wearing on your missions." He say as a woman brings in a box, she bows to me, before handing me the box and leaving.
"Here, this is where you first mission will be." He says holding a card out.
I look at it before reading it.
"Howard Timothy Jacob, killed 5 men, raped and killed 7 woman and killed 3 kids, sounds like the fucker has it coming"
We have REAPING to do…Get it? Reaping. HEHEHE!
*SIGH* Idiot.
He nods.
"Do it as quietly as possible, is doesn't matter how messy or how much evidence you leave. I have people to cover up.
I nod, turning around I walk out of his office then the building.
Change into the clothes.
DO IT! HEHE!
I sigh before hiding behind something and changing. When I'm finished I grin at the look: I had a leather jacket that reached to the ground almost like a cloak, and it even had a hood. I had a pair of leather pants and a pair of biker boots. The corset with it was a no, no for me, so I left my t-shirt on for the moment.
"I need to customize this." I grin.
Stalking down the streets with my hood over me, I find a store that looks like it'll have what I need. Walking inside, I immediately spot something that will go good with my Death look.
"Wow kinda ironic, I've been dressing up like Death, and now I have Death's weapons."
HEHE THE IRONY!
I pick the cloth up into my hands and smile: The cloth was actually a bandana with a skull's jaw on it to outline with my jaw. Looking around I spot a skeleton loose-fitting tank top,that shows only the rib cage and some of the spine or a skeleton. Soon I grin wider as I begin to find a few more things to customize my outfit with. Finally after at least an hour, I finish my shopping and have checked out. Going into an alley, I put on my tank top, before adding a few spike belts on my pants, a spike choker, and finally a pair of leather gloves that have spikes on the knuckles.
Grinning I pull on the bandana over my mouth, resting on top of my nose; I tie it under my hair, and allow my hair to stay down. I smirk as I look over myself in a puddle, before jolting when I feel and energy. Looking to my hands I see two pistols form in a cloud of black flames, both pistols black with black chains connecting to my wrists where the bracelets rest.
If you want a sword slam the pistols together.
I raise a brow before I slam them together, I watch in awe as black flames engulf the guns and form into a….Scythe?
Think of a sword, that was our last form.
Doing as the voice said I watch at the scythe shifts into a sword. I examine the sword with interest. Unlike the scythe that was jagged and more horror movie like, my sword was angled smoothly and towards the top of the blade was a small 2 cm rectangle hole that reached from just above the hilt to just above the tip of the sword. The sword was silver, and had neon green engravings.
"Now what?"
Get to killing! YAY!
I grin, before maneuvering up a building and skillfully jumping from building to building. After some time I come to the address Shadow gave me, looking around I sneer.
"Looks like our murder is into drugs, the place is way too secure to be just for him." I mutter.
I dial Shadow's number.
"We have guards all over the place, what do I do?" I question.
"Kill them." With that the line goes dead.
I smirk with a dark look over my face. Quickly I jump from my spot on the building and onto the ground silently. Before I casually walk up, making the sword revert back to the guns, and I grin as the men aim their guns at me.
"HALT!"
I quickly aim my guns and shoot. I hit two groupies in the head, and not one bit of guilt hits me, in fact my heart speeds up in excitement. I grin widely enjoying the thrill, just as I'm about to shoot the last guy, his life flashes over my eyes and I lower my gun.
"Innocent." I say.
He looks at me with wide eyes.
"Go, before I kill you." I snap, my finger twitching with my excitement.
He drops his gun and takes off. With a grin I turn and walk into the warehouse holding my target. As I stalk through the halls of the warehouse, I slam my guns together to form the sword. I spot several other men running my way, each of their lives flash before my eyes, my body moves instinctually and in a blur I pass the men as blood flies into the air. Left standing are the innocent men, the ones that were either forced into this, or they got caught up in the wrong crowd.
"Get!" I snarl walking away.
I hold my sword in my hand and I walk through the halls; blood drops off the sword and onto the floor with a pitter-patter. Deep inside somewhere I know this is wrong, but the hate I feel for the people like Howard, people who ruin innocent children's lives, keeping my common sense from reaching me. I smile sadistically, my heart beating speedily in my chest, the nausea of excitement in the pit of my stomach, and the burst of adrenaline flowing through my veins.
"I couldn't prevent my parents from getting killed, but I will prevent things like what happened to my parents from happening to another child." I growl.
Coming to a door I stop and revert my sword yet again back into the guns. Kicking the door open, I aim my guns ahead of me, and my eyes land upon the man in the picture Shadow gave me, Howard. He had brown greasy hair, he had a beard that reach just about an inch off his face, and he has a scar running down his wrinkly face. His face is in an enraged scowl, as he stares at me with his gun raised, as well as his groupies aiming at me.
"Who are you?!" He snarls.
I smirk behind my bandana.
"Black-Death, you may call me Death." With that I fire off rounds.
My neon green eyes glow brightly, as my excitement builds, and my mind become fuzzy. I faintly feel a dull pain in my leg, but I continue shooting, till finally at my feet lay the men and Howard, dead. I look around, blood was everywhere, on the ground, the walls, and on me. I feel a pain in my leg, looking down I see Howard staring up at me with hatred, and blood coming from his mouth.
"Fucking bitch!" He snarls.
I pull my bandana down, and I smirk sadistically, I crouch down and snatch the knife from his hands and send it into his shoulder getting a strangled cry of pain. The I aim my gun at his forehead, and my face turns serious. I watch as his murders and rapes flash across my vision and I look down at the man in disgust.
"I hope that you spend eternity feeling the agony you put those people through, I hope you burn in Hell. Say good-bye, oh and tell my parents' murder I said fuck off" I say.
I pull my finger back, and a shot echoes through the room. I blink when wetness hits my face, and with a scowl I wipe the blood off my face. Standing up I smirk widely when I spot a stack of bombs.
Several minutes later.
Wrapping a cable to another, I stand and pull my bandana back onto my face, smirking behind it. Getting outside as good distance away I laugh.
"Time to go boom."
With that I click a button and the warehouse explodes in flames, as pieces of the building falls to the ground.
"Mission accomplished, let's head back before the twins go searching for me. They'll hear of the explosion and come running, Nano tell me when they leave the Nemesis." I say predicting the twins.
Will do.
Several minutes later I make it back to the Reapers' headquarters, walking inside I see Shadow waiting for me.
"I take it the job is done?" He questions.
I smirk.
"Of course, how long was I gone?" I question.
"4 hours." He says.
I nod.
"I need to change, my uh roommates will begin to get suspicious." I say.
"Here." He says handing me a bag.
Confused I take the bag and open it, before I yelp.
"H..how much is in here?!" I question.
"There is 1 million in there." He says casually.
I choke on my spit.
"1 MILLION FUCKING DOLLARS!" I exclaim with wide eyes.
He nods, and my eye twitches.
"Wow I'm a millionare in a matter of a few hours." I mutter gob smacked.
"W..well I'm going to go change, AND find where hell im going to put this money." I say stumbling away.
Several minutes later I'm leaving the building, before I wince in pain, when finally the adrenaline wears off leaving me to the pain of my gunshot wound and knife wound on BOTH of my legs.
"Fuck that thrill thing IS NOT cool at all." I say pained staggering against the wall.
Leaning my body against a wall, I slide down and rip my pants. I grimace at the wounds, before I click a grab something from my back pocket, a knife. Taking ripped parts of my pants I put it into my mouth and clench my teeth down onto the fabric before opening the knife, I aim it over my leg where the bullet is before plunging it in slowly. I let out a strangled cry of pain, as I bite down on the fabric as hard as possible, before finally after several long agonizing minutes I'm able to remove the bullet.
Wiping my blade off I close the knife and slide it back into my back pocket. Taking the fabric from my mouth I wipe off the blood, before getting a first aid kit from Nano's subspace. After several more minutes I have all my wounds patched up, and my clothes, luckily, void of any blood. Getting up with a slight limp I walk away from the small puddle of blood I left, and down the sidewalk.
After a few minutes of walking I hear a horn, jolting I snap my attention to a Black Lamborghini with red and yellow decals, Sunstreaker. I watch in amusement as his window rolls down and his holoform looks over at me with a perverted grin.
"Hey babe, wanna ride?"
"FUCK YOU NANO!"
So what did you think of Karly's first kill mission? I hope I did enough detail. :/
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