Pekke-er-uh--peek-a-boo!
Dude.. mind is slipping to the gutters. Guess it is fitting for the tale. I know a few of you are probable flipping out coz of some of the characters, but. tough, 'm the author here!! Muahahahahha*chokes on her laugh* @.@!! *gags continuing to cough, waving for you to keep on reading*
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Lightly clearing her throat a raven-haired girl tapped the intruder on the shoulder with the tip of her katana. Hesitantly the Screamer retracted her outstretched arms then looked up at the two behind her, a nervous smile slipping across her face. Two pairs of hateful eyes glared down at her.
Her own dark blue eyes darted between the two, quickly assessing the situation. ~'M dead.~ Seeing a brief opening she darted forward and through, but the blond was just as fast, stepping into her path and catching the smaller girl with a swift fist to the stomach. Gasping for a breath she choked for a glimpse of air while collapsing to her knees. A shiver traced every vertebra in her spine as the Screamer dropped and rolled aside, narrowly missing a slash aimed at her shoulder.
The dark haired girl growled as the tip of her sword merely skimmed through the back of her targets thigh. Lightly she chuckled at seeing her wince again. Quickly she glanced to her life long friend. "Mina," she hissed in a low tone, "double back."
Amy blinked back the horror of what that could mean. To her dismay she found out all too soon as a pair of boot heels connected with the small of her back. Tightly she clenched her fists as her stomach made friends with several sharp pieces of unknown debris; finally realizing the magnum was still in her hand- they hadn't noticed it. Turning quickly, despite the ache of bruised ribs, Amy fired twice before the gun was slapped from her grip. Again she cringed, making the other two laugh. Her stomach sank at the nauseating thought of knowing they were purposefully toying with her, feeling too much like a mouse caught in a pit full of cats.
Ignoring the sting in her leg she dove for the gun again, catching it the moment Mina's boot collided with her side. Both laughed as Amy rolled and struck a wall. Lunging the other brought the katana down again, the blade skirting over her rivals shoulder this time and opening another cut on her already aching side. Fighting the pain Amy scrambled to her feet and took off with surprising speed, slipping though the darkness with slight difficulty, heading home at as fast a limp that she could manage.
Mina cast a smirk towards her friend who was tenderly polishing the flawless blade. "I can't believe you missed, Ray."
"She was lucky. And I haven't had much sleep."
"Liar." She snorted in amusement. "You have never missed, even after being awake for over two days."
"Fine. I just didn't want to bother with getting rid of the mess."
Satisfied Mina shrugged and turned away, her eyes roaming the distance where the hunter that had become the prey, escaped to. Glancing back over her shoulder she noticed Ray was gone.
With long, graceful strides she made her way off the main streets towards an old housing district. Gray smoke clouded slightly over a small gathering of buildings. Most of which were severely run down, three so much that their shoddily built roofs now slept in the basements.
Pausing to make sure no one was following her Ray slipped into one of the few standing structures. Inside she took a seat before the hearth, a small fire painting blue ghosts across the back walls. Tenderly she removed the Katana and sheath from the tie of her slacks, diligently balancing it in her palms and raising it to the scarce heat of her alter. With the love of a mother she gently set the weapon down before her knees. Interlacing her fingers she left her index extended and her eyes shut lightly Ray focused on the flames.
Under her breath she whispered an incantation. "Why?" she mumbled between strains of chant. "Why did you tell me not to kill her?"
The flames jumped, Ray catching a glimpse of a golden moon. Her eyes narrowed in puzzlement. Again her words choked off. Again the fire leapt through the chimney. Cast in blood the image of a shield and spear flashed before her eyes, leaving her lost and confused.
Dude.. mind is slipping to the gutters. Guess it is fitting for the tale. I know a few of you are probable flipping out coz of some of the characters, but. tough, 'm the author here!! Muahahahahha*chokes on her laugh* @.@!! *gags continuing to cough, waving for you to keep on reading*
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Lightly clearing her throat a raven-haired girl tapped the intruder on the shoulder with the tip of her katana. Hesitantly the Screamer retracted her outstretched arms then looked up at the two behind her, a nervous smile slipping across her face. Two pairs of hateful eyes glared down at her.
Her own dark blue eyes darted between the two, quickly assessing the situation. ~'M dead.~ Seeing a brief opening she darted forward and through, but the blond was just as fast, stepping into her path and catching the smaller girl with a swift fist to the stomach. Gasping for a breath she choked for a glimpse of air while collapsing to her knees. A shiver traced every vertebra in her spine as the Screamer dropped and rolled aside, narrowly missing a slash aimed at her shoulder.
The dark haired girl growled as the tip of her sword merely skimmed through the back of her targets thigh. Lightly she chuckled at seeing her wince again. Quickly she glanced to her life long friend. "Mina," she hissed in a low tone, "double back."
Amy blinked back the horror of what that could mean. To her dismay she found out all too soon as a pair of boot heels connected with the small of her back. Tightly she clenched her fists as her stomach made friends with several sharp pieces of unknown debris; finally realizing the magnum was still in her hand- they hadn't noticed it. Turning quickly, despite the ache of bruised ribs, Amy fired twice before the gun was slapped from her grip. Again she cringed, making the other two laugh. Her stomach sank at the nauseating thought of knowing they were purposefully toying with her, feeling too much like a mouse caught in a pit full of cats.
Ignoring the sting in her leg she dove for the gun again, catching it the moment Mina's boot collided with her side. Both laughed as Amy rolled and struck a wall. Lunging the other brought the katana down again, the blade skirting over her rivals shoulder this time and opening another cut on her already aching side. Fighting the pain Amy scrambled to her feet and took off with surprising speed, slipping though the darkness with slight difficulty, heading home at as fast a limp that she could manage.
Mina cast a smirk towards her friend who was tenderly polishing the flawless blade. "I can't believe you missed, Ray."
"She was lucky. And I haven't had much sleep."
"Liar." She snorted in amusement. "You have never missed, even after being awake for over two days."
"Fine. I just didn't want to bother with getting rid of the mess."
Satisfied Mina shrugged and turned away, her eyes roaming the distance where the hunter that had become the prey, escaped to. Glancing back over her shoulder she noticed Ray was gone.
With long, graceful strides she made her way off the main streets towards an old housing district. Gray smoke clouded slightly over a small gathering of buildings. Most of which were severely run down, three so much that their shoddily built roofs now slept in the basements.
Pausing to make sure no one was following her Ray slipped into one of the few standing structures. Inside she took a seat before the hearth, a small fire painting blue ghosts across the back walls. Tenderly she removed the Katana and sheath from the tie of her slacks, diligently balancing it in her palms and raising it to the scarce heat of her alter. With the love of a mother she gently set the weapon down before her knees. Interlacing her fingers she left her index extended and her eyes shut lightly Ray focused on the flames.
Under her breath she whispered an incantation. "Why?" she mumbled between strains of chant. "Why did you tell me not to kill her?"
The flames jumped, Ray catching a glimpse of a golden moon. Her eyes narrowed in puzzlement. Again her words choked off. Again the fire leapt through the chimney. Cast in blood the image of a shield and spear flashed before her eyes, leaving her lost and confused.