I'm not really sorry that it's taken me so long to post. I've been busy and
this story isn't my only endeavor.
Demona, commendear anything and I'll stop writing to spite you. And yes you do get your wish in this chapter.
Rachel Hunt, I'm sorry, and I'm really glad that you like what I'm doing. I hope that this chapter is just as pleasing.
lirpa, so glad that you saved a few for me. I may need them after this chapter :0. I'm glad that I can still bring a smile to your face. I love you sis.
Starlight, I'm glad that you like it and think that it's exciting. And I hope that this next chapter lives up to you standards. I think it will.
Well, that was all my reviews. I hope that the other regular reviewers did read the chapter.
Chapter Ten: Dansing On My Heart
It had been a long time since I'd been anywhere decent and when I entered the noble's house I knew it. I saw it very clearly. Today was the day I got to meet the Sadist. This posh setting wasn't my choice. I would have prefered a dirty alley. At least I felt at home in the dirty alley. I loathe being taken out of my natural habitat. It makes me jumpy. And if I get jumpy something may just die because I accidently knifed it. No jumpy was not good. Not going into this meeting. Especailly not going in to this meeting. I'd taken a pricey hit a couple of days ago, when Lady Surreal visited Casey, so I looked presentable but not much else, but to hell with it. I may end up killing the man before today is over anyway. So why bother? That was my opinion and I think it showed. Casey had told be to be careful. Me, careful, well I'm alive aren't I.
"Hello, I take it your the Hunter of the Blood." The voice came from behind me, but I didn't whirl around, instead I stood and listened, tracking his movement.
"Yes," I heard myself reply, "I am he. I hunt the Blood. And you, are you the Sadist?"
"I am know as that. " the velvety voice replied.
"That is good. " I whispered. "Now I can finallyhh meet you."
The man laughed, a rich cultured laugh, "Not many say that to me."
"If you seek to make me fear you then you are wasting your time. I do not fear for my life. I have long since made my peace with the Darkness."
The man nodded and walked in front of me. he was beautiful, to put it lightly. But he did not effect me. Two reasons were at the heart of my immunity. The first was that he might be a threat to my little bird and the second was that he was Blood. I desire none of the Blood in a sexual way, not even my lady. That is not my way. I have suffered to much at their hands to desire any of them that way.
I followed the striking man into a room with chairs and a large desk, years later I would remember it as I sat before one just like it, well maybe not years. He leaned against it and i stood at the door. We sized each other up like large, hungry jungle cats.
"Why have you been following Surreal?" he asked, no preamble.
"I could ask the same question of you." I challenged, walking the fine line that had causesd Casey to say that I cared nought for my life many times.
"I have an interest in her. I've watched over her since her Mother died." he reponded, nonplused by my refusal to answer.
"And I have waited her coming for a long time, longer than you can image. She has a great role to play in the future and I am to make sure that she reaches it. Only then will I have my final justice, olny then wil my revenage be complete. I mean my Lady no harm, but you Sadist, do you?"
"I could ask the same question of you." he mocked. A knife left my hand and landed a few finger spans from him, embeded in the desk that he rested on. "I did not come here to play games." I growled.
"I could kill you here and now," he whispered, his voice cold.
"Then do it, ease my troubles Sadist. Give me my release. I have made my peace, but I would take you with me and I sense that you have not made yours. Step carefully, in my own way I am as dangrous as you."
He growled at me. "I mean Surreal no harm. I owe it to Titan and Thersea to do what I can for the girl. That is why I sent her to Casey."
"You sent her to Casey!" I exclaimed. He'd caught me off gaurd, a rarity.
"Yes, I thought that she would stand a better chance of survival if I sent to be taught by one of the best. I'm pleased to see that I was right."
I snorted. "She still makes beginners mistakes. Oh, she'll grow out of them in time, but right now she doesn't have time."
The Sadist's head snapped up and his nostrils flared. "What do you mean?"
"I am not the olny one following her. Someone else is aswell and he means her no good. He has sent assassins out after her, but she is to new to the job to spot the best. He has been keeping me busy with his attempts."
"And has he ever come after her?"
"Once on the night that you two met. That has been the only time he has appeared himself."
"How do you know this."
"I just do."
"Why tell me this?"
"I need a list of possible suspects. I can not obtain such a list while protecting Lady Surreal. I need your help in obtaining it." He nodded.
"Where can I reach you?"
"Give it to Casey, he will know where I am and how to get it to me."
Deamon nodded and I turned to leave. "And," I called out over my shoulder.
"What?" he asked, raising an elegant eyebrow.
"Why must everyone have a study nowadays?"
I heard his laughter. It grew quieter, until when I exited the house it was impossible to hear. Well, that had went well. I still had all my limbs attached and I even had an ally. What a good night. Now I was headed bck to Casey's place.
The trip was nothing special, no one even tried to pick my pockets. Not like they ever succeed, but it's fun for me and makes the trip go faster, at least that's my opinion. I got to Casey's rather grand house, a little over the top, but what can I say. I'm glad I don't live there. But there was a man, and he didn't look like he shared my opinion. I waited to see if he was just a visitor, but when he's been there staring for five minutes that I knew of, I decided that he wasn't here to look. Business called. Lady Surreal must survive. That meant that he couldn't. I crept closer and suddenly I was assualted by a feeling. A stomach churning feeling that he and I had meet before. He turned around, and looked at my still form.
"Hunter," he whispered silbliantly, "so good of you to make this easy for me."
"What do you want?' I deamnded.
"Only what is my right."
"And what is that." I snarled, this man made my skin creep, he wasn't what he appeared to be.
"Power. The power that those greedy bitch queens have been keeping from me."
Okay so this one wasn't quite out of our releam, but he definately had a foot in the door of the Twisted Kingdom. My face must have shown my disbleif, I really must work on that, because he snarled. "It's mine, " he repeated, "it's mine by right. All that I've scarificed for it, it belongs to me. This releam belongs to me. IT'S MINE!!"
"All you've scarificed," I growled, "you don't know the first thing about scarifice. Scarifice is being beaten, hungry, whipped, hurt, dirty. Not because you want to be, but because they want you to be. Then it's having the courage to face it because you have to help one of them. Oh, I hate those 'bicth queens' more than you ever could. You haven't suffered yet, but don't worry I'll make sure you suffered at the end." What had prompted me to say all that I'll probably never know, but I did.
The stranger became incensed at my words, I guess he wasn't very fond of the truth. "You..." he spluttered to a stop, and then came back with a full head of steam. "How would you know what scarifice is. You're not even Blood, you're just a mongrel."
Now I was mad, "If being Blood is being like you, or like those I kill, then no, I'm not Blood. I'm something superior. I'm stronger than you will ever be, I survived. I had my jewels taken from me and I survived and then I thrived. Something you could never do."
"You think so, my lamb." He laughed a grating sound.
"I'm not you're lamb. The only one who ever called me that was my brother and he was killed with my parents and sister."
He laughed again. "Stop that!!!" I screamed, losing my control.
"Oh, lamb, how noble you think me to be. I'm so sorry to disappiont you, but I do not lay in the ground next to those weaklings. No, I triumphed. Do you know how they took you all so easily, how they beat Father, who was 'the best fighter in region'" his scarasm was thick when he spoke of my Father. "I told them, and I reaped the rewards. The price was that you would be their's. Now, I didn't like that, I'd had plans for you to help me, but plans change. Your life for my freedom, for the first step in my plan, it was a small price to pay. And they destroyed your jewels. The beautiful Red jewels that everyone was so proud of,and I laughed. I was the strongest then, and I still am. Over the years you have been very useful to me, disposing of all those Queens, but now you must die. Nothing will come between me and success, not even blood." He smiled, he had the gall to smile, "Of any type."
"I'm no blood of yours." I hollered and lauched myself at him, dagger drawn. He would die for betraying my family and he would suffer for trying to hurt my lady. I hit his shield and he laughed and turned and ran like the coward that he was.
"My brother," I whisper, "why now? Why me?"
Casey peered out in the darkness and saw Hunter, he'd heard enough. When it rained it poured, the Hunter's brother. It couldn't get much worse, then it had. Hunter had fallen apart. Casey watched Hunter's spine stiffen, he was back in the game.
Reaching out with his mind, he found Deamon. *~We have have a problem*~ he sent.
*~What?*~ was all he recieved.
*~The bastard Kamis surfaced again. *~
The response was more excited *~Where?*~
*~Outside my house.*~
*~Surreal*~
*~Is fine. It's being dealt with. Why don't we call it a family affair*~
*~You found the little brother?*~
*~He appeared. He's been under my nose for a long time. So let's leave this one as a family affair. We can get involved if we have to, but I doubt we will. He's pretty worked up over it.*~
*~Can we count on him?*~
*~There's no one better.*~
*~Him?*~
*~Yes, him.*~
*~The Darkness is merciful.*~
*~ To some my friend, to some, to others well...*~ Casey cut the link and stared at the Hunter of the Blood, he rallied, he always did. And watching him Casey knew the exact moment in time that Blood season had opened. Blood in more ways then one. Finally many murdered by that madman would be avenaged, but the most noble of them all.
Yes, I know it was very Star Warsy, but that's what my Hunter muse wanted. Keep me posted on what you like and don't and just what you think about the story.
Shanis
Demona, commendear anything and I'll stop writing to spite you. And yes you do get your wish in this chapter.
Rachel Hunt, I'm sorry, and I'm really glad that you like what I'm doing. I hope that this chapter is just as pleasing.
lirpa, so glad that you saved a few for me. I may need them after this chapter :0. I'm glad that I can still bring a smile to your face. I love you sis.
Starlight, I'm glad that you like it and think that it's exciting. And I hope that this next chapter lives up to you standards. I think it will.
Well, that was all my reviews. I hope that the other regular reviewers did read the chapter.
Chapter Ten: Dansing On My Heart
It had been a long time since I'd been anywhere decent and when I entered the noble's house I knew it. I saw it very clearly. Today was the day I got to meet the Sadist. This posh setting wasn't my choice. I would have prefered a dirty alley. At least I felt at home in the dirty alley. I loathe being taken out of my natural habitat. It makes me jumpy. And if I get jumpy something may just die because I accidently knifed it. No jumpy was not good. Not going into this meeting. Especailly not going in to this meeting. I'd taken a pricey hit a couple of days ago, when Lady Surreal visited Casey, so I looked presentable but not much else, but to hell with it. I may end up killing the man before today is over anyway. So why bother? That was my opinion and I think it showed. Casey had told be to be careful. Me, careful, well I'm alive aren't I.
"Hello, I take it your the Hunter of the Blood." The voice came from behind me, but I didn't whirl around, instead I stood and listened, tracking his movement.
"Yes," I heard myself reply, "I am he. I hunt the Blood. And you, are you the Sadist?"
"I am know as that. " the velvety voice replied.
"That is good. " I whispered. "Now I can finallyhh meet you."
The man laughed, a rich cultured laugh, "Not many say that to me."
"If you seek to make me fear you then you are wasting your time. I do not fear for my life. I have long since made my peace with the Darkness."
The man nodded and walked in front of me. he was beautiful, to put it lightly. But he did not effect me. Two reasons were at the heart of my immunity. The first was that he might be a threat to my little bird and the second was that he was Blood. I desire none of the Blood in a sexual way, not even my lady. That is not my way. I have suffered to much at their hands to desire any of them that way.
I followed the striking man into a room with chairs and a large desk, years later I would remember it as I sat before one just like it, well maybe not years. He leaned against it and i stood at the door. We sized each other up like large, hungry jungle cats.
"Why have you been following Surreal?" he asked, no preamble.
"I could ask the same question of you." I challenged, walking the fine line that had causesd Casey to say that I cared nought for my life many times.
"I have an interest in her. I've watched over her since her Mother died." he reponded, nonplused by my refusal to answer.
"And I have waited her coming for a long time, longer than you can image. She has a great role to play in the future and I am to make sure that she reaches it. Only then will I have my final justice, olny then wil my revenage be complete. I mean my Lady no harm, but you Sadist, do you?"
"I could ask the same question of you." he mocked. A knife left my hand and landed a few finger spans from him, embeded in the desk that he rested on. "I did not come here to play games." I growled.
"I could kill you here and now," he whispered, his voice cold.
"Then do it, ease my troubles Sadist. Give me my release. I have made my peace, but I would take you with me and I sense that you have not made yours. Step carefully, in my own way I am as dangrous as you."
He growled at me. "I mean Surreal no harm. I owe it to Titan and Thersea to do what I can for the girl. That is why I sent her to Casey."
"You sent her to Casey!" I exclaimed. He'd caught me off gaurd, a rarity.
"Yes, I thought that she would stand a better chance of survival if I sent to be taught by one of the best. I'm pleased to see that I was right."
I snorted. "She still makes beginners mistakes. Oh, she'll grow out of them in time, but right now she doesn't have time."
The Sadist's head snapped up and his nostrils flared. "What do you mean?"
"I am not the olny one following her. Someone else is aswell and he means her no good. He has sent assassins out after her, but she is to new to the job to spot the best. He has been keeping me busy with his attempts."
"And has he ever come after her?"
"Once on the night that you two met. That has been the only time he has appeared himself."
"How do you know this."
"I just do."
"Why tell me this?"
"I need a list of possible suspects. I can not obtain such a list while protecting Lady Surreal. I need your help in obtaining it." He nodded.
"Where can I reach you?"
"Give it to Casey, he will know where I am and how to get it to me."
Deamon nodded and I turned to leave. "And," I called out over my shoulder.
"What?" he asked, raising an elegant eyebrow.
"Why must everyone have a study nowadays?"
I heard his laughter. It grew quieter, until when I exited the house it was impossible to hear. Well, that had went well. I still had all my limbs attached and I even had an ally. What a good night. Now I was headed bck to Casey's place.
The trip was nothing special, no one even tried to pick my pockets. Not like they ever succeed, but it's fun for me and makes the trip go faster, at least that's my opinion. I got to Casey's rather grand house, a little over the top, but what can I say. I'm glad I don't live there. But there was a man, and he didn't look like he shared my opinion. I waited to see if he was just a visitor, but when he's been there staring for five minutes that I knew of, I decided that he wasn't here to look. Business called. Lady Surreal must survive. That meant that he couldn't. I crept closer and suddenly I was assualted by a feeling. A stomach churning feeling that he and I had meet before. He turned around, and looked at my still form.
"Hunter," he whispered silbliantly, "so good of you to make this easy for me."
"What do you want?' I deamnded.
"Only what is my right."
"And what is that." I snarled, this man made my skin creep, he wasn't what he appeared to be.
"Power. The power that those greedy bitch queens have been keeping from me."
Okay so this one wasn't quite out of our releam, but he definately had a foot in the door of the Twisted Kingdom. My face must have shown my disbleif, I really must work on that, because he snarled. "It's mine, " he repeated, "it's mine by right. All that I've scarificed for it, it belongs to me. This releam belongs to me. IT'S MINE!!"
"All you've scarificed," I growled, "you don't know the first thing about scarifice. Scarifice is being beaten, hungry, whipped, hurt, dirty. Not because you want to be, but because they want you to be. Then it's having the courage to face it because you have to help one of them. Oh, I hate those 'bicth queens' more than you ever could. You haven't suffered yet, but don't worry I'll make sure you suffered at the end." What had prompted me to say all that I'll probably never know, but I did.
The stranger became incensed at my words, I guess he wasn't very fond of the truth. "You..." he spluttered to a stop, and then came back with a full head of steam. "How would you know what scarifice is. You're not even Blood, you're just a mongrel."
Now I was mad, "If being Blood is being like you, or like those I kill, then no, I'm not Blood. I'm something superior. I'm stronger than you will ever be, I survived. I had my jewels taken from me and I survived and then I thrived. Something you could never do."
"You think so, my lamb." He laughed a grating sound.
"I'm not you're lamb. The only one who ever called me that was my brother and he was killed with my parents and sister."
He laughed again. "Stop that!!!" I screamed, losing my control.
"Oh, lamb, how noble you think me to be. I'm so sorry to disappiont you, but I do not lay in the ground next to those weaklings. No, I triumphed. Do you know how they took you all so easily, how they beat Father, who was 'the best fighter in region'" his scarasm was thick when he spoke of my Father. "I told them, and I reaped the rewards. The price was that you would be their's. Now, I didn't like that, I'd had plans for you to help me, but plans change. Your life for my freedom, for the first step in my plan, it was a small price to pay. And they destroyed your jewels. The beautiful Red jewels that everyone was so proud of,and I laughed. I was the strongest then, and I still am. Over the years you have been very useful to me, disposing of all those Queens, but now you must die. Nothing will come between me and success, not even blood." He smiled, he had the gall to smile, "Of any type."
"I'm no blood of yours." I hollered and lauched myself at him, dagger drawn. He would die for betraying my family and he would suffer for trying to hurt my lady. I hit his shield and he laughed and turned and ran like the coward that he was.
"My brother," I whisper, "why now? Why me?"
Casey peered out in the darkness and saw Hunter, he'd heard enough. When it rained it poured, the Hunter's brother. It couldn't get much worse, then it had. Hunter had fallen apart. Casey watched Hunter's spine stiffen, he was back in the game.
Reaching out with his mind, he found Deamon. *~We have have a problem*~ he sent.
*~What?*~ was all he recieved.
*~The bastard Kamis surfaced again. *~
The response was more excited *~Where?*~
*~Outside my house.*~
*~Surreal*~
*~Is fine. It's being dealt with. Why don't we call it a family affair*~
*~You found the little brother?*~
*~He appeared. He's been under my nose for a long time. So let's leave this one as a family affair. We can get involved if we have to, but I doubt we will. He's pretty worked up over it.*~
*~Can we count on him?*~
*~There's no one better.*~
*~Him?*~
*~Yes, him.*~
*~The Darkness is merciful.*~
*~ To some my friend, to some, to others well...*~ Casey cut the link and stared at the Hunter of the Blood, he rallied, he always did. And watching him Casey knew the exact moment in time that Blood season had opened. Blood in more ways then one. Finally many murdered by that madman would be avenaged, but the most noble of them all.
Yes, I know it was very Star Warsy, but that's what my Hunter muse wanted. Keep me posted on what you like and don't and just what you think about the story.
Shanis