Two males in black suits stood waiting on the empty subway platform under
the pools of the harsh lights on the ceiling. The dark haired man sniffed
and threw down his cigarette onto the concrete ground, crushing it with the
heel of his boot as he watched the train doors slide open automatically and
slowly. The other man ignored the action as he stood still, hands in his
pockets and looking out from behind dark shades for someone to emerge from
the train. So far no-one had, they were greeted only with empty silence.
The man raised his eyebrow and looked sideways through his dark glasses to the other man who looked back and gave a slight nod in answer. He rolled his eyes upwards and looked back to the train.
In a blink the person they were expecting was standing there with his presence known. The person stood there like a dark shadow, their dark marble eyes standing out from a pale face that remained expressionless and still as he stared back at them. The suited men immediately moved forward and walked towards the boy, their footsteps loud and echoing off the concrete underground. "So" the dark haired man stopped in front of the boy and looked down at him.
The boy raised his arm and revealed that in his hand he was holding a stained bloody white cloth. The suited man with the shades on winced and shifted on his feet a little. "Yes. So" the boy replied in a low monotone voice as he chucked the cloth into a nearby bin dismissively, then put his hands into the pockets of his leather coat.
"I'm glad you've decided to co-operate and accept our mission" the dark haired suited man spoke as the other walked past him and the boy and entered the train carriage that the boy had come out from.
The boy stared up at the suited man in front of him with his face still void of emotion. "I was coerced" his voice was in the same tone and as steely as the look in his eyes was as he replied.
"Well just think of the positive effect this will have on everyone. Yes, our progress will be immense. And with you on our side, well"- the suited man in front of him continued none the less.
Whilst they talked, the other suited man meanwhile cautiously walked around the empty carriage of the train, which looked like any other carriage of the train. Almost. He leant closer to the metal wall near the door and saw a slight dent, with a little bit of dried red liquid flowed down one side of the dent. Frowning and furrowing his brows he leant forward and brushed his thumb over it, watching the red flake off onto his skin. Making a sound of distaste he pulled out a tissue from his pocket and wiped over his hands with it as he stepped backwards and glanced around the empty carriage again, with a numb feeling of nausea and unease deep in the bottom of his stomach.
"- and so it is all arranged, and you shall comply, yes?" the suited man raised an eyebrow slightly and waited for a response that would confirm the agreement. The boy continued to stare up disturbingly like a porcelain doll that was all cracked up. "Taking orders is not something I do" they stated slowly and low in the same tone as before.
"Well not any more. remember. the terms and conditions?"
".Yes" the boy finally replied, moodiness glimmering in his eyes, and making his ever present slight pout more pronounced, making his emotionless appearance slip.
"Well then. It's good to be meeting and able to work with you" the suited man held out a hand and gave a lopsided smile.
The boy looked away to the side and ignored it.
Behind them the suited man wearing dark shades stepped off the train onto the platform noisily, stepping around the boy cautiously before standing by the other man's side who had glanced to him as he put down his hand.
"Apart from a minor damage, its inconspicuous" he informed and nodded before looking to the boy, "you have to be really careful you know, really"-
"Don't dare try to demean me" the dark disturbing gaze of the boy snapped to him. He flinched and looked to the other suited man for some kind of help.
"He's just stressing a point" the other suited man spoke, eyes still on the boy whose hand had been slowly reaching behind for his sword but he stopped and looked to him. "Now you must come with us, to the base, where we can discuss things further and sort some details out" he told the boy. Something in his eyes must have been telling the boy to remember the agreement from earlier.
The boy stared back before putting his hands in his pockets. They stared for a long moment as the other man nervously looked between them. Wordlessly the boy turned and walked towards the stairs looking ahead silently. The suited men walked either side of him casting occasional glances to each other but keeping a definite watch on the boy.
They ascended the stairs and continued to walk in their line, eventually emerging out of the subway and into the cold dark empty streets; the cold air and change of setting hitting them instantly, feeling more fresh and open.
"This way" the dark haired man led them down the empty dark road towards a lonely looking dark car that had blacked out windows. Walking to the vehicle he opened up the back door and held it open as he turned to look at the boy.
The boy stared at him even as he moved silently and quickly into the back of the car and sat down on the far seat.
The dark haired man gestured to the other man to sit in the back of the car also. He groaned and glared from behind his shades before hesitantly slipping into the backseat and slamming the door after him.
The boy glanced to the door beside him noticing there was a child lock and rolled his eyes before staring out of the window into the lonely night.
The man sat opposite him stared uncertainly from behind his dark shades at the boy whilst he put on his seatbelt before looking ahead when the other suited man entered the car, sitting behind the drivers wheel and shutting the door as they tugged to put their seatbelt on.
The engine roared to life before settling with a long hum; the driver glanced to the rear-view mirror and narrowed his eyes slightly. "Seatbelts everyone"
The boy continued to stare out of the window apparently ignoring him and simply choosing to not listen. Behind the boys dark eyes there was a flicker before he leant back in his seat, feeling the cold blade press against his spine in a reassuring and satisfying way as the world began to slide past the window.
The man raised his eyebrow and looked sideways through his dark glasses to the other man who looked back and gave a slight nod in answer. He rolled his eyes upwards and looked back to the train.
In a blink the person they were expecting was standing there with his presence known. The person stood there like a dark shadow, their dark marble eyes standing out from a pale face that remained expressionless and still as he stared back at them. The suited men immediately moved forward and walked towards the boy, their footsteps loud and echoing off the concrete underground. "So" the dark haired man stopped in front of the boy and looked down at him.
The boy raised his arm and revealed that in his hand he was holding a stained bloody white cloth. The suited man with the shades on winced and shifted on his feet a little. "Yes. So" the boy replied in a low monotone voice as he chucked the cloth into a nearby bin dismissively, then put his hands into the pockets of his leather coat.
"I'm glad you've decided to co-operate and accept our mission" the dark haired suited man spoke as the other walked past him and the boy and entered the train carriage that the boy had come out from.
The boy stared up at the suited man in front of him with his face still void of emotion. "I was coerced" his voice was in the same tone and as steely as the look in his eyes was as he replied.
"Well just think of the positive effect this will have on everyone. Yes, our progress will be immense. And with you on our side, well"- the suited man in front of him continued none the less.
Whilst they talked, the other suited man meanwhile cautiously walked around the empty carriage of the train, which looked like any other carriage of the train. Almost. He leant closer to the metal wall near the door and saw a slight dent, with a little bit of dried red liquid flowed down one side of the dent. Frowning and furrowing his brows he leant forward and brushed his thumb over it, watching the red flake off onto his skin. Making a sound of distaste he pulled out a tissue from his pocket and wiped over his hands with it as he stepped backwards and glanced around the empty carriage again, with a numb feeling of nausea and unease deep in the bottom of his stomach.
"- and so it is all arranged, and you shall comply, yes?" the suited man raised an eyebrow slightly and waited for a response that would confirm the agreement. The boy continued to stare up disturbingly like a porcelain doll that was all cracked up. "Taking orders is not something I do" they stated slowly and low in the same tone as before.
"Well not any more. remember. the terms and conditions?"
".Yes" the boy finally replied, moodiness glimmering in his eyes, and making his ever present slight pout more pronounced, making his emotionless appearance slip.
"Well then. It's good to be meeting and able to work with you" the suited man held out a hand and gave a lopsided smile.
The boy looked away to the side and ignored it.
Behind them the suited man wearing dark shades stepped off the train onto the platform noisily, stepping around the boy cautiously before standing by the other man's side who had glanced to him as he put down his hand.
"Apart from a minor damage, its inconspicuous" he informed and nodded before looking to the boy, "you have to be really careful you know, really"-
"Don't dare try to demean me" the dark disturbing gaze of the boy snapped to him. He flinched and looked to the other suited man for some kind of help.
"He's just stressing a point" the other suited man spoke, eyes still on the boy whose hand had been slowly reaching behind for his sword but he stopped and looked to him. "Now you must come with us, to the base, where we can discuss things further and sort some details out" he told the boy. Something in his eyes must have been telling the boy to remember the agreement from earlier.
The boy stared back before putting his hands in his pockets. They stared for a long moment as the other man nervously looked between them. Wordlessly the boy turned and walked towards the stairs looking ahead silently. The suited men walked either side of him casting occasional glances to each other but keeping a definite watch on the boy.
They ascended the stairs and continued to walk in their line, eventually emerging out of the subway and into the cold dark empty streets; the cold air and change of setting hitting them instantly, feeling more fresh and open.
"This way" the dark haired man led them down the empty dark road towards a lonely looking dark car that had blacked out windows. Walking to the vehicle he opened up the back door and held it open as he turned to look at the boy.
The boy stared at him even as he moved silently and quickly into the back of the car and sat down on the far seat.
The dark haired man gestured to the other man to sit in the back of the car also. He groaned and glared from behind his shades before hesitantly slipping into the backseat and slamming the door after him.
The boy glanced to the door beside him noticing there was a child lock and rolled his eyes before staring out of the window into the lonely night.
The man sat opposite him stared uncertainly from behind his dark shades at the boy whilst he put on his seatbelt before looking ahead when the other suited man entered the car, sitting behind the drivers wheel and shutting the door as they tugged to put their seatbelt on.
The engine roared to life before settling with a long hum; the driver glanced to the rear-view mirror and narrowed his eyes slightly. "Seatbelts everyone"
The boy continued to stare out of the window apparently ignoring him and simply choosing to not listen. Behind the boys dark eyes there was a flicker before he leant back in his seat, feeling the cold blade press against his spine in a reassuring and satisfying way as the world began to slide past the window.