Assassins Seiya and Midnight Panther
By: HiME_AnGeL_RaCeR
WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!-chapter 3 Okay the last chapter was really short but Ms. Monepeny asked me to (and a signed one review) now if you leave 10 reviews then I'll go and put down the next chapter. But I need at least twenty reviews to do anything to put in the next chap. THE FAMOUS DISCLAIMER: I didn't create Sailor Moon (OH but I wish I created Seiya, Aisoku!!!!) and I didn't create Flame of Recca. I just borrow powers for now, I think. Neither do I own Fushigi Yugi (FY) or Ranma ½ (R1/2). 'thoughts' ~ sound or action ~ "Speaking" (AN: me interrupting) AND **** signals a change of scene. So like I'm talking to some one **** and then Seiya or someone else is there in the next scene. I just am explaining it to the newbies. Don't go postal. No recap now. The last chapter was to short. But there is character profiles at the end so you'll get to know about some of the characters.
The asian guy with the sunglasses and japanese guy school uniform walks over to the body. Checking the body for vital signs, he confirmed what I all ready knew. "He's really dead," he began while picking up the ball the body dropped, "and using Hokage powers." He tossed the ball over to me. I grabbed it. I tighten my gripe on it; papers came and surrounded me.
" Why are you giving it to me. Does it look like I can put it somewhere safe?" I retorted, tossing the ball at the back of his head. The ball hit him then rolled down his back to his open-palm. Turning around He gave me the stare.
"That doesn't work on me, you know that," I said, standing my ground.
"Yeah I know but you forgot one spot you can hide it." His gaze lowered and he stared at my lower torso.
"Shut up you Hentai Chikan!" I said turning around. "Thinking such ecchi thoughts." The whole class turns and gives the guy the stare he just tried on me. He shook lightly.
"I'm going to check on the guy the is alive." I walked down the aisle; ignoring my class mates scooting away from me. I reached out and tore off the ninja's mask to reveal an old Asian man with scars all over his face. "Now," I began smiling nastily," I'm only going to ask each question once. Now, why have you been following me for two days?" The free Asian guy stiffened at the fact. 'That the ninja has been following her for two days and that she didn't tell me,' he thought to himself. 'It not my place to say anything but you have to close off this room, Arielle,' he thought to her. I turn to face him. "Thanks," I replied to him, half-smiling with my head to the side. Flicking my hands at the windows and door, I psychically closed them. "Well, I'm waiting, " I began while turning back to the ninja, "and I really don't like waiting for a while for anything." Trembling, the ninja answered quickly, "My boss just wanted me to watch you and find out what you like and don't like." The Asian guy started laughing," Looks like you have another admirer in the trade." Turning red, I turned; launched a knife at him; and ran after it to him. He stopped laughing; caught the knife but my fist connected with his jaw. He flew back and hit the blackboard.
"You failed again," I said. Somersaulting back to the ninja I continued my interrogation.
'I'm sorry, Arielle. I will contain myself next time.' He bowed low and I barely nodded my head in acceptance. He went back to checking the dead ninja. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. "Yes, I do," He answered, nodding. "And yet you still take the assignment to follow me?" "I had to. I'm considered the best underneath the boss." "Why didn't he come instead?" "He knew that in your presence he would not be able to control himself." "He still sent you after me and you knowing who I am?" "Yes. You a part the ruthless group of assassins called the Midnight Panthers. It is rumored that you either started it or you are the top agent there." "Both. Not one person in there can beat me yet not that I would let them and never will," I said, impressed on his knowledge. "It is also rumored that the Midnight Panthers are all females and at the hardest-or tightly secured functions-kills a panther found; but after being taken into animal control custody, the panther mysteriously vanishes from its' cage." "Very accurate, but only at the jobs that I take is a panther found," I corrected, "What about this guy that is standing right there?" I gestured over my shoulder at the other Asian guy. " He's much harder to find out because he is hardly seen and when he is seen, it is with you. But his name is known among those in the trade: Arabian Knight. People say that he's your speacial pupil for about a year. That's how long outside people have seen him. Also you are the only one who is able to defeat him at the mastery of all swords and everything else. " "Anything else to add? To your words?" I asked. Nodding he answered, "You both are known for stealing jewels-most sought after- right under the owners noses and the hearts of both sexes and Masters at anything-goes martial arts. To those of the trade you are known as the deadliest, most ruthless and dangerous assassin and apprentice team." "Apprentice. I'll show you apprentice," snarled the guy, Arabian Knight and stalks toward the pinned ninja. "Matte, knight. Let me finish," I commanded, "What's your clan, ninja? And is that other ninja with you?" Arabian Knight walks back to the front table; pulls out a chair and waits for his turn at the pinned ninja. Vigorously shaking his head, he answered, "No, I'm from the Nezumi Clan. The Nezumi clan doesn't resort to Hokage magic." ~Beep. Beep. Beep.~ "Moshi, moshi? Two, Nezumi and a dead one. No, we didn't. Just send a cleaner and a ride. The cleaner has a fifteen-minute window. Yeah a new Identity is needed. Arielle still the same. Yeah, change everything else. Normal requirements." I hung up, turning back to the teacher, "Well, sensei. Be glad you'll won't have to see me again. The ninja spoke the truth; I am the deadliest, most ruthless and dangerous assassin with partner." I pull at the base of my supposed hair to reveal a black river of hair with golden streaks through it like Koi. It spilled over my shoulders and on to the ground to pool at my feet. Braiding it loosely, I walked down the aisle to the door. The whole class watched the sudden change in my appearance. Finished, I pushed it out of the way. I turn to speak to Arabian Knight. "I'm going to change into my other clothes, Seiya. You can handle things; don't kill the ninja just yet. We'll need him for a more through interrogation."
"Matte. Use these," he tosses me his sunglasses, revealing stormy blue eyes. Beth looks like she went into a coma. "very bright sun today."
" Doomo."
" Also, may I use your knives?"
"Dooshite?" "I might have to perform an autopsy."
"Right. Very well use them," I flipped my hand at the un- importantness of that decision.
"Doomo arigatoo," I thanked him again. Slipping them on, I went outside and closed the door. 'Now,' I thought, 'I have some phone calls to make.' **** "So," began Seiya, grinning evilly, "Apprentice, was not what you called me. Am I not correct? I'll show you what this apprentice can do." ****15 minutes later (I'm going to elaborate on the brutality that he put on the ninja. You can think of that one yourself.) The ninja hung from the knives with a black eye, swollen jaw, and with little nicks and cuts all over his neck and face; where I opened the door and entered again. A appreciate whistle rose when I entered the room again. My Asian yellow skin; shown with pride after removing the body armor that made my skin a dark brown hue. Scars that use to map my skin, gone; only self-done with paint to keep up the pose of a student who loves physically activity and doesn't mind getting hurt a bit. Knee-high black boots with hidden slots for lock-picks and a thin silver anklet on my right ankle. A micro-mini black leather skirt, laced down both sides revealing skin and extra flap covering the pouches of poisons and antidote powders. White see-through over shirt with a black halter underneath. The halter crossed over the front and left a hole in-between my breasts; tied in the back of my neck, to leave my back almost back less. It showed off my three tattoos. One on my left shoulder was a silver dragon and a black panther over a black rose with a silver drop hanging from its' leaf. The second tattoo was on my lower back, a black kanji symbol with red shadowing and a silver crescent moon hung over it. The third tattoo was on my right bicep; two silverish phoenixes facing each other. A short sword strapped to my back, silver bands on my forearms and very thin bands on my biceps area. A silver choker adorned my neck. A diamond stud on my left upper ear with a dangling Silver Star below it. A dangling small black cross and a silver crescent moon from the right ear. (so two earrings from both ears.) I think that really made the difference was that I changed my eye color; it use to be a very dark brown color with the contacts, now it is a amber gold with hazel flecks in it and cat-like pupils. My hair was also a major difference. It hung in a massive ponytail a few inches away from my back. I left hair down to frame my face but most was in the ponytail. I had braided half of it, then wound that part into a bun; let the un-braided part come out from the middle of the bun and the ends of my hair had just reached my calves. As I closed the door I could feel every guy's, the I knew as one of my classmates, eyes on me; looking up and down for any resemblance between their old classmate and the person before them. Except one, Eric; I had looked for only his response, his eyes stayed on my face the entire time. He walked right up to me; looking down into my eyes and said, "We need to talk, now."
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Okay I think that I'll leave it right there. Leave you hanging like so many of you others that leave the rest of us hanging in your stories.
Doshite = why? Doomo arigatoo = thank you Matte = wait Character profiles:
Arielle a.k.a.
Midnight Panther. Boss of the assassins 'Midnight Panthers' Partners with Seiya Age: 16. Height:5' 3 1/2'' Posed as student for ..
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Seiya a.k.a.
Arabian Knight Partners with Arielle Age:16 Height:5' 9 1/2'' So he looks just like he always does in the Anime/manga of Sailor Moon.
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Beth Kanda Age:16 Not of real importance, side character who is a major hard-core anime fan. So that's why she always faints when she see Seiya.
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Kara Sing Chow Age:17 A real-life b*tch cause she's a Senior. Not much to tell until I get more reviews.
So review
Ja ne!!
By: HiME_AnGeL_RaCeR
WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!-chapter 3 Okay the last chapter was really short but Ms. Monepeny asked me to (and a signed one review) now if you leave 10 reviews then I'll go and put down the next chapter. But I need at least twenty reviews to do anything to put in the next chap. THE FAMOUS DISCLAIMER: I didn't create Sailor Moon (OH but I wish I created Seiya, Aisoku!!!!) and I didn't create Flame of Recca. I just borrow powers for now, I think. Neither do I own Fushigi Yugi (FY) or Ranma ½ (R1/2). 'thoughts' ~ sound or action ~ "Speaking" (AN: me interrupting) AND **** signals a change of scene. So like I'm talking to some one **** and then Seiya or someone else is there in the next scene. I just am explaining it to the newbies. Don't go postal. No recap now. The last chapter was to short. But there is character profiles at the end so you'll get to know about some of the characters.
The asian guy with the sunglasses and japanese guy school uniform walks over to the body. Checking the body for vital signs, he confirmed what I all ready knew. "He's really dead," he began while picking up the ball the body dropped, "and using Hokage powers." He tossed the ball over to me. I grabbed it. I tighten my gripe on it; papers came and surrounded me.
" Why are you giving it to me. Does it look like I can put it somewhere safe?" I retorted, tossing the ball at the back of his head. The ball hit him then rolled down his back to his open-palm. Turning around He gave me the stare.
"That doesn't work on me, you know that," I said, standing my ground.
"Yeah I know but you forgot one spot you can hide it." His gaze lowered and he stared at my lower torso.
"Shut up you Hentai Chikan!" I said turning around. "Thinking such ecchi thoughts." The whole class turns and gives the guy the stare he just tried on me. He shook lightly.
"I'm going to check on the guy the is alive." I walked down the aisle; ignoring my class mates scooting away from me. I reached out and tore off the ninja's mask to reveal an old Asian man with scars all over his face. "Now," I began smiling nastily," I'm only going to ask each question once. Now, why have you been following me for two days?" The free Asian guy stiffened at the fact. 'That the ninja has been following her for two days and that she didn't tell me,' he thought to himself. 'It not my place to say anything but you have to close off this room, Arielle,' he thought to her. I turn to face him. "Thanks," I replied to him, half-smiling with my head to the side. Flicking my hands at the windows and door, I psychically closed them. "Well, I'm waiting, " I began while turning back to the ninja, "and I really don't like waiting for a while for anything." Trembling, the ninja answered quickly, "My boss just wanted me to watch you and find out what you like and don't like." The Asian guy started laughing," Looks like you have another admirer in the trade." Turning red, I turned; launched a knife at him; and ran after it to him. He stopped laughing; caught the knife but my fist connected with his jaw. He flew back and hit the blackboard.
"You failed again," I said. Somersaulting back to the ninja I continued my interrogation.
'I'm sorry, Arielle. I will contain myself next time.' He bowed low and I barely nodded my head in acceptance. He went back to checking the dead ninja. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. "Yes, I do," He answered, nodding. "And yet you still take the assignment to follow me?" "I had to. I'm considered the best underneath the boss." "Why didn't he come instead?" "He knew that in your presence he would not be able to control himself." "He still sent you after me and you knowing who I am?" "Yes. You a part the ruthless group of assassins called the Midnight Panthers. It is rumored that you either started it or you are the top agent there." "Both. Not one person in there can beat me yet not that I would let them and never will," I said, impressed on his knowledge. "It is also rumored that the Midnight Panthers are all females and at the hardest-or tightly secured functions-kills a panther found; but after being taken into animal control custody, the panther mysteriously vanishes from its' cage." "Very accurate, but only at the jobs that I take is a panther found," I corrected, "What about this guy that is standing right there?" I gestured over my shoulder at the other Asian guy. " He's much harder to find out because he is hardly seen and when he is seen, it is with you. But his name is known among those in the trade: Arabian Knight. People say that he's your speacial pupil for about a year. That's how long outside people have seen him. Also you are the only one who is able to defeat him at the mastery of all swords and everything else. " "Anything else to add? To your words?" I asked. Nodding he answered, "You both are known for stealing jewels-most sought after- right under the owners noses and the hearts of both sexes and Masters at anything-goes martial arts. To those of the trade you are known as the deadliest, most ruthless and dangerous assassin and apprentice team." "Apprentice. I'll show you apprentice," snarled the guy, Arabian Knight and stalks toward the pinned ninja. "Matte, knight. Let me finish," I commanded, "What's your clan, ninja? And is that other ninja with you?" Arabian Knight walks back to the front table; pulls out a chair and waits for his turn at the pinned ninja. Vigorously shaking his head, he answered, "No, I'm from the Nezumi Clan. The Nezumi clan doesn't resort to Hokage magic." ~Beep. Beep. Beep.~ "Moshi, moshi? Two, Nezumi and a dead one. No, we didn't. Just send a cleaner and a ride. The cleaner has a fifteen-minute window. Yeah a new Identity is needed. Arielle still the same. Yeah, change everything else. Normal requirements." I hung up, turning back to the teacher, "Well, sensei. Be glad you'll won't have to see me again. The ninja spoke the truth; I am the deadliest, most ruthless and dangerous assassin with partner." I pull at the base of my supposed hair to reveal a black river of hair with golden streaks through it like Koi. It spilled over my shoulders and on to the ground to pool at my feet. Braiding it loosely, I walked down the aisle to the door. The whole class watched the sudden change in my appearance. Finished, I pushed it out of the way. I turn to speak to Arabian Knight. "I'm going to change into my other clothes, Seiya. You can handle things; don't kill the ninja just yet. We'll need him for a more through interrogation."
"Matte. Use these," he tosses me his sunglasses, revealing stormy blue eyes. Beth looks like she went into a coma. "very bright sun today."
" Doomo."
" Also, may I use your knives?"
"Dooshite?" "I might have to perform an autopsy."
"Right. Very well use them," I flipped my hand at the un- importantness of that decision.
"Doomo arigatoo," I thanked him again. Slipping them on, I went outside and closed the door. 'Now,' I thought, 'I have some phone calls to make.' **** "So," began Seiya, grinning evilly, "Apprentice, was not what you called me. Am I not correct? I'll show you what this apprentice can do." ****15 minutes later (I'm going to elaborate on the brutality that he put on the ninja. You can think of that one yourself.) The ninja hung from the knives with a black eye, swollen jaw, and with little nicks and cuts all over his neck and face; where I opened the door and entered again. A appreciate whistle rose when I entered the room again. My Asian yellow skin; shown with pride after removing the body armor that made my skin a dark brown hue. Scars that use to map my skin, gone; only self-done with paint to keep up the pose of a student who loves physically activity and doesn't mind getting hurt a bit. Knee-high black boots with hidden slots for lock-picks and a thin silver anklet on my right ankle. A micro-mini black leather skirt, laced down both sides revealing skin and extra flap covering the pouches of poisons and antidote powders. White see-through over shirt with a black halter underneath. The halter crossed over the front and left a hole in-between my breasts; tied in the back of my neck, to leave my back almost back less. It showed off my three tattoos. One on my left shoulder was a silver dragon and a black panther over a black rose with a silver drop hanging from its' leaf. The second tattoo was on my lower back, a black kanji symbol with red shadowing and a silver crescent moon hung over it. The third tattoo was on my right bicep; two silverish phoenixes facing each other. A short sword strapped to my back, silver bands on my forearms and very thin bands on my biceps area. A silver choker adorned my neck. A diamond stud on my left upper ear with a dangling Silver Star below it. A dangling small black cross and a silver crescent moon from the right ear. (so two earrings from both ears.) I think that really made the difference was that I changed my eye color; it use to be a very dark brown color with the contacts, now it is a amber gold with hazel flecks in it and cat-like pupils. My hair was also a major difference. It hung in a massive ponytail a few inches away from my back. I left hair down to frame my face but most was in the ponytail. I had braided half of it, then wound that part into a bun; let the un-braided part come out from the middle of the bun and the ends of my hair had just reached my calves. As I closed the door I could feel every guy's, the I knew as one of my classmates, eyes on me; looking up and down for any resemblance between their old classmate and the person before them. Except one, Eric; I had looked for only his response, his eyes stayed on my face the entire time. He walked right up to me; looking down into my eyes and said, "We need to talk, now."
ll. \/
********* ****************************************************************************
Okay I think that I'll leave it right there. Leave you hanging like so many of you others that leave the rest of us hanging in your stories.
Doshite = why? Doomo arigatoo = thank you Matte = wait Character profiles:
Arielle a.k.a.
Midnight Panther. Boss of the assassins 'Midnight Panthers' Partners with Seiya Age: 16. Height:5' 3 1/2'' Posed as student for ..
****
Seiya a.k.a.
Arabian Knight Partners with Arielle Age:16 Height:5' 9 1/2'' So he looks just like he always does in the Anime/manga of Sailor Moon.
****
Beth Kanda Age:16 Not of real importance, side character who is a major hard-core anime fan. So that's why she always faints when she see Seiya.
****
Kara Sing Chow Age:17 A real-life b*tch cause she's a Senior. Not much to tell until I get more reviews.
So review
Ja ne!!
