Goddessnmb1, I'm sorry the chapter was choppy. That wasn't my intent. I
liked the effect and it was the fastest way to clear up the plot.
Deman, they'll meet when I'm good and ready for them to meet, thank-you very much. No commondearing my supplies, I need those to write.
Kaina Darkk, I wasn't aiming for cute, but I guess that it did turn of that way. Sorry that I didn't update sooner, I just haven't had the time.
Rachel Hunt, I'm glad you liked it, and I'm really glad that I cleared up Hunter's interst in Surreal. I noticed that it seemed romantic too, and I needed to claer that up for myself.
Skie, I'm glad you you liked it. Thanks for reviewing.
Starlight, thanks for reviewing. I hope that you found the other chapters just as interesting.
lirpa, Hunter and I thank your muses for their timely intervention. Hunter is currently in re-hab for unexpected emotion. he sends his best regards to you and your muses.
Chapter Nine : It's all Going to Hell
A few months had passed since I'd made my full time job protecting my Lady. I still took the odd job, I had to eat, didn't I. However, since there had been three assassination attempts in the last week, I placed eating as low on my list of prorities right now.
What I really wanted to know was who wanted my Lady dead so badly that they would try to kill her three times in one week. It seemed a bit much to me, but what did I know I was only the best assassin in the releam. I wouldn't know anything about matters like these.
Little Bird, however, didn't seem to notice the knives that were being launched her way. This just shows that Surreal was a very early in career, she was still very young.
"Deamon?" Little Bird shouted.
A shodow glidded out of the shadows, out of my shadows, and I was a little bit jealous. I am human after all.
"Surreal," a velvet voice slipped out of his perfect lips, "what are you doing on this side of town. It's dangerous." The man, Deamon sounded, concerned, points for him.
"What do you think you're saying you set me up to learn this craft. You knew then that it would be dangerous, so stop complaining."
"I m not complaining, Surreal,merely warning you. Some one is out for your head. You can thank the Darkness that they just haven't succeed, yet."
'Thank the Darkness', yeah, right. How about thank the neighbourhood friendly best assassin, hmmm.
"I don't know, Deamon, I get this weird feeling that someone is following me, and sometimes there are these strange noises."
"Then get back to your room, now," Deamon ordered.
I stayed behind watching the man, Deamon, for some reason I really hoped that he wasn't just playing my Little Bird for a fool. Surreal turned and glided back the way that she had come to this slum. I stepped deeper into the shadows.
"Oh, Surreal," Deamon muttered, "if you don't start to think you're going to be joining your mother in Hell." Then he turned and vanished into the shadows, just like me.
This Deamon I'd have to watch, he could be trouble, not just for me, but for my Lady. I'd ask Casey to set up a meeting. One thing that I'd learned really quick was that when you wanted to meet someone, and it was really important, Casey could arrange the meeting really fast.
As I entered Casey's posh study, I looked at my friend, he looked tired, dead tired. "Case," I quiered. "he started and looked at me with blood-shot eyes. "Case, you okay, you don't look so good."
"I ain't, Hunter. The Sadist is hunting you, Surreal is being attacked by some phatom."
"I know that buddy. I'm trying for the guy but he's like smoke. I can't catch him."
Casey looked at me, I mean really looked. The type of look to could make a man feel about an inch tall. I'd often wondered where'd he'd learnt to do it, and if he'd teach me. It seemed like a handy skill.
"You've been protecting her?"
I nodded.
"Why?"
"Let's just say that the prophet from all those years back wasn't as twisted as I thought. Surreal is the lady I was born to protect. She will help bring Witch and all wrongs will be righted. That will be my ultimate revenge."
Casey looked stunned. Wow, stunned, I've never done that before. Point for me.
"And you tought that I wouldn't to know this why?"
Match to Casey. "Look, I came 'cause I need a favour."
"Don't they all."
"I'm sorry, but I need to do a threat assessment. The man is called Deamon."
Casey laughed. "You're a crazy man. Deamon is the Sadist. The man is hunting you and you want to see if he's a threat!!!"
"Not to me. We're on the same side I think, I want to know if he's a threat to our little bird."
"All right I'll arrange it, but I still say you're one crazy boy."
"Yeah, well, someone has to be. Make the meeting Case. Let me worry about the players."
He laughed. "Oh, yeah, you two are a lot alike. I'll do it and get back to you with the date. Oh, and I'll look into his smoke man."
"Thanks Casey. Now I owe you one."
"Nah, I still owe you for saving my life in Shallot."
"Take care. I'd hate to see you get to hell before me."
"I will. Watch were you walk."
"Oh, I intend to. I don't much care for the idea of stepping on a snake. Oh, and Casey, take a vacation."
I turned and left the house and slipped back into my natural habitat, the shadows.
That's it folks.
Shanis
Deman, they'll meet when I'm good and ready for them to meet, thank-you very much. No commondearing my supplies, I need those to write.
Kaina Darkk, I wasn't aiming for cute, but I guess that it did turn of that way. Sorry that I didn't update sooner, I just haven't had the time.
Rachel Hunt, I'm glad you liked it, and I'm really glad that I cleared up Hunter's interst in Surreal. I noticed that it seemed romantic too, and I needed to claer that up for myself.
Skie, I'm glad you you liked it. Thanks for reviewing.
Starlight, thanks for reviewing. I hope that you found the other chapters just as interesting.
lirpa, Hunter and I thank your muses for their timely intervention. Hunter is currently in re-hab for unexpected emotion. he sends his best regards to you and your muses.
Chapter Nine : It's all Going to Hell
A few months had passed since I'd made my full time job protecting my Lady. I still took the odd job, I had to eat, didn't I. However, since there had been three assassination attempts in the last week, I placed eating as low on my list of prorities right now.
What I really wanted to know was who wanted my Lady dead so badly that they would try to kill her three times in one week. It seemed a bit much to me, but what did I know I was only the best assassin in the releam. I wouldn't know anything about matters like these.
Little Bird, however, didn't seem to notice the knives that were being launched her way. This just shows that Surreal was a very early in career, she was still very young.
"Deamon?" Little Bird shouted.
A shodow glidded out of the shadows, out of my shadows, and I was a little bit jealous. I am human after all.
"Surreal," a velvet voice slipped out of his perfect lips, "what are you doing on this side of town. It's dangerous." The man, Deamon sounded, concerned, points for him.
"What do you think you're saying you set me up to learn this craft. You knew then that it would be dangerous, so stop complaining."
"I m not complaining, Surreal,merely warning you. Some one is out for your head. You can thank the Darkness that they just haven't succeed, yet."
'Thank the Darkness', yeah, right. How about thank the neighbourhood friendly best assassin, hmmm.
"I don't know, Deamon, I get this weird feeling that someone is following me, and sometimes there are these strange noises."
"Then get back to your room, now," Deamon ordered.
I stayed behind watching the man, Deamon, for some reason I really hoped that he wasn't just playing my Little Bird for a fool. Surreal turned and glided back the way that she had come to this slum. I stepped deeper into the shadows.
"Oh, Surreal," Deamon muttered, "if you don't start to think you're going to be joining your mother in Hell." Then he turned and vanished into the shadows, just like me.
This Deamon I'd have to watch, he could be trouble, not just for me, but for my Lady. I'd ask Casey to set up a meeting. One thing that I'd learned really quick was that when you wanted to meet someone, and it was really important, Casey could arrange the meeting really fast.
As I entered Casey's posh study, I looked at my friend, he looked tired, dead tired. "Case," I quiered. "he started and looked at me with blood-shot eyes. "Case, you okay, you don't look so good."
"I ain't, Hunter. The Sadist is hunting you, Surreal is being attacked by some phatom."
"I know that buddy. I'm trying for the guy but he's like smoke. I can't catch him."
Casey looked at me, I mean really looked. The type of look to could make a man feel about an inch tall. I'd often wondered where'd he'd learnt to do it, and if he'd teach me. It seemed like a handy skill.
"You've been protecting her?"
I nodded.
"Why?"
"Let's just say that the prophet from all those years back wasn't as twisted as I thought. Surreal is the lady I was born to protect. She will help bring Witch and all wrongs will be righted. That will be my ultimate revenge."
Casey looked stunned. Wow, stunned, I've never done that before. Point for me.
"And you tought that I wouldn't to know this why?"
Match to Casey. "Look, I came 'cause I need a favour."
"Don't they all."
"I'm sorry, but I need to do a threat assessment. The man is called Deamon."
Casey laughed. "You're a crazy man. Deamon is the Sadist. The man is hunting you and you want to see if he's a threat!!!"
"Not to me. We're on the same side I think, I want to know if he's a threat to our little bird."
"All right I'll arrange it, but I still say you're one crazy boy."
"Yeah, well, someone has to be. Make the meeting Case. Let me worry about the players."
He laughed. "Oh, yeah, you two are a lot alike. I'll do it and get back to you with the date. Oh, and I'll look into his smoke man."
"Thanks Casey. Now I owe you one."
"Nah, I still owe you for saving my life in Shallot."
"Take care. I'd hate to see you get to hell before me."
"I will. Watch were you walk."
"Oh, I intend to. I don't much care for the idea of stepping on a snake. Oh, and Casey, take a vacation."
I turned and left the house and slipped back into my natural habitat, the shadows.
That's it folks.
Shanis