Stained with Blood
By: Shojo
In one of my reviews it says to make the chapters longer. I'm soooooooooo sorry! But I really cant do anything about that until later, I've already written 11 chapters and I'm in the middle of the 12th, I just haven't typed them up yet. -.- I'm sorry, but ill try to work on that, I have a tendency to write short chapters in everything I write. *sigh* well, here's chapter 3. Enjoy.
Chapter 3: Work hard, live well, get shot
"Agent Hachi Midori, and Agent Shojo Shoji, here as you requested sir. Shall I send them in?"
"Yes, please do." The chief replied. They walked in. "I have called you here because this "Death" case is so big, that we need all the help we can get. And since you two are tops for being here only a year, I've chosen you to go on the hunt for him."
Shojo jumped into the air outside the chief's office and gave a big "whoop" of happiness. "Oh yeah! One year here and we're already on the biggest case!"
"Yep. Now where do you suppose we start?" Hachi answered.
"Hmmmmm...Maybe we should just get some rest before we start?"
"Yeah, sounds good." = = = = = = = = = = =
Later that night at Eztobrakootov Jail.
Death, as he is now called by all of society, crept along the outer wall of the jail. Careful not to be seen, he made his way to the inner fence, and then to th main building. He went around it to find a window.
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Meanwhile, inside the jail cell.
"Hey Brak, you still awake?"
"Yes." He replied.
"What if that guy comes here to get us?"
"There's no way he could get through with this kind of security."
"Yeah, but we also thought no one would be able to get to the boss and kill him."
"Yeah..well."
"Did you feel that?"
"Feel what?"
"That sensation as if you would never be happy again, when you looked into his eyes?"
He sighed, "Yes, I did."
"They say you can see a person's soul through their eyes. But his was like he had no soul to see. Like a deadened spirit. As though he lost something he's tried and tried to get back: but then just gave up."
"Like what?"
"Like..like love, or maybe a reason to live. There could be a million reasons."
All of the sudden the heard the loud bending of bars. They jumped up off their beds and looked out of the bars to see whom had made the noise. "Do you think someone's trying to escape?" Ghots asked.
"I dunno, I cant see a thing out the front. Maybe someone's trying to break out their window you think?" answered Brak as he was turning around. What he saw widened his eyes. He tapped Ghots on the shoulder and said, "But I think someone just broke IN to our cell."
Ghots turned around and came face to face once more with Death. Again, the effect of his eyes was horrifying, and it was the last thing the ever felt. Two loud bangs and they were dead. When the police officers got there, they saw the bars bent, and the prisoners dead.
Death was all around, and nowhere to be seen. ®
Chapter 3 End.
In one of my reviews it says to make the chapters longer. I'm soooooooooo sorry! But I really cant do anything about that until later, I've already written 11 chapters and I'm in the middle of the 12th, I just haven't typed them up yet. -.- I'm sorry, but ill try to work on that, I have a tendency to write short chapters in everything I write. *sigh* well, here's chapter 3. Enjoy.
Chapter 3: Work hard, live well, get shot
"Agent Hachi Midori, and Agent Shojo Shoji, here as you requested sir. Shall I send them in?"
"Yes, please do." The chief replied. They walked in. "I have called you here because this "Death" case is so big, that we need all the help we can get. And since you two are tops for being here only a year, I've chosen you to go on the hunt for him."
Shojo jumped into the air outside the chief's office and gave a big "whoop" of happiness. "Oh yeah! One year here and we're already on the biggest case!"
"Yep. Now where do you suppose we start?" Hachi answered.
"Hmmmmm...Maybe we should just get some rest before we start?"
"Yeah, sounds good." = = = = = = = = = = =
Later that night at Eztobrakootov Jail.
Death, as he is now called by all of society, crept along the outer wall of the jail. Careful not to be seen, he made his way to the inner fence, and then to th main building. He went around it to find a window.
= = = = = = = = = = =
Meanwhile, inside the jail cell.
"Hey Brak, you still awake?"
"Yes." He replied.
"What if that guy comes here to get us?"
"There's no way he could get through with this kind of security."
"Yeah, but we also thought no one would be able to get to the boss and kill him."
"Yeah..well."
"Did you feel that?"
"Feel what?"
"That sensation as if you would never be happy again, when you looked into his eyes?"
He sighed, "Yes, I did."
"They say you can see a person's soul through their eyes. But his was like he had no soul to see. Like a deadened spirit. As though he lost something he's tried and tried to get back: but then just gave up."
"Like what?"
"Like..like love, or maybe a reason to live. There could be a million reasons."
All of the sudden the heard the loud bending of bars. They jumped up off their beds and looked out of the bars to see whom had made the noise. "Do you think someone's trying to escape?" Ghots asked.
"I dunno, I cant see a thing out the front. Maybe someone's trying to break out their window you think?" answered Brak as he was turning around. What he saw widened his eyes. He tapped Ghots on the shoulder and said, "But I think someone just broke IN to our cell."
Ghots turned around and came face to face once more with Death. Again, the effect of his eyes was horrifying, and it was the last thing the ever felt. Two loud bangs and they were dead. When the police officers got there, they saw the bars bent, and the prisoners dead.
Death was all around, and nowhere to be seen. ®
Chapter 3 End.