Chapter 8
Okay, I lied about the whole only updating on Thrusday's! I was just really wanted to post a new chapter, besides this week is kinda hectic and I wanted to make sure I updated sometime. Here's chapter eight, read and enjoy! This where Knives starts drifting OOC, just bear with me. I hope you enjoy it! This one was kinda tough to write.
Cora woke up the next day, stiff. Her head still hurt, swallowing a few aspirins, she headed downstairs for breakfast. She was surprised to see Knives sitting at the table.
"Oh, ah good morning..:" she stammered.
Knives looked up at her, quickly scanning her body, her swollen lip had gone down, but the bridge of her nose was now a nice purple color, "How do you feel?"
"Umm, okay I guess" she poured herself some coffee and sat across from him. She noticed he was moving rather stiffly as well.
"How are you feeling?" she said between sips of coffee.
"I'll live. I'm healing quickly." he answered somewhat curtly.
Cora sighed, she didn't like the awkwardness between them. Last night he was so concerned, so caring, this morning it was as if he was regretting all he had done.
A few more moment of silence passed between them as she tried to scrounge up the courage to ask him the question she desperately wanted an answer for. Finally, she took a deep breath.
"Why did you do it?" she asked quietly, staring into her cup, not wanting to look at those intense blue eyes of his, "Why did you come out and save me? Better yet, why didn't you kill me along with the rest of them? You could have had four less humans to worry about." she saw the look on his face, he almost looked...insulted? Maybe that hadn't come out the way she had wanted it to, "I'm not trying to pick a fight. I'm just... curious as to why you did it."
Knives cocked his head, contemplating. Actually, he had been asking himself that same question over, and over since last night. It had been around 3am when he had finally swallowed his pride, and accepted the only answer he had come up with.
"Because you're the first human I've gained any respect for. You're the first one that has ever admitted that using the plants is wrong. You didn't go into a speech about how you humans need them."
How he hated that tired old speech, he'd lost track of how many time he had heard it, "even when I was squeezing the life out of you, you didn't even make a sound, most humans when faced with death will scream and plead and cry, but now you. You looked straight at me, through me even, you showed no fear." frosty blue eyes met lush green ones, "you defy everything I've ever known about humans. That makes you different, it makes you a rarity. You're the only human I have given respect to, and the only I one I will ever give respect to. That is why I killed those men. They were trying to destroy something rare, something I saw as important. I wasn't going to allow it to happen." he sat there bewildered at himself. The words had finally come out of his mouth; Knives Millions deemed a human worthy of his respect.
"I see," she said quietly. She sat there for a moment and sipped her coffee, molling over what he had just said, "you said you'd teach me to shoot someday," she swallowed. Part of her wanted to ask him, and part of her wanted to keep quiet, she forced the question anyway, "does that mean you're going to be staying for awhile?"
The question hung in the air for a few moments. She bit her bottom lip, it had been a stupid thing to say.
Staying was something Knives had toyed with. A few weeks ago he would have rather died than share living quarters with a human. But now....he wasn't so sure. She had crept inside his thoughts, and now he could see himself missing her if she weren't around. He sighed, "if you don't disapprove of my being here."
"No, I don't mind...it's just that.." she wasn't sure how to put it, "you killed them," she stammered, "I just don't know how that sits with me. I saw how angry you looked, I saw your eyes glow. I'm just afraid it will happen again."
Knives knew she was going to bring up his little killing spree, he had prepared himself for that, "You must realize that I did what I thought was right. They had trifled with something that I respect, and they suffered the consequences. " he noticed her uneasy expression. Obviously she had been looking for reassurance that it would not happen again, which was something he just couldn't agree to. But he could maybe make a deal with her, so she wouldn't be so afraid.
"So long as no one causes you harm, I will try not to hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it, if that makes you less nervous." he said begrudgingly, "but," he added, " I cannot promise anything if someone harms you."
His answer wasn't exactly what she had wanted. She had wanted a full promise to not harm anyone ever, but she knew he could never promise that. So she tried to feel content with the answer she was given.
"I suppose that does make me a little less nervous." she gave him a weak smile, and stared back into her coffee cup.
Knives felt strange. Here he was; a superior being, killer of thousands, and leader of the Gung Ho Guns; drinking coffee and promising not to kill anyone, so he could stay in a house with this human woman. He shook his head, what was happening to him?
He looked over at Cora and his thoughts softened. She sat there quietly in her chair, knees drawn up to her chest, cup of coffee tucked tightly to her. She was still in her nightgown, and had a sleepy-eyed, just woke up look about her. Her hair brushed against her bare shoulders, and her fingers were laced around her cup.
That was when Knives stopped questioning himself. She was so rare, the only human on the planet that deserved his respect, and deserved his protection.
He would protect her, he would kill for her again, and again if need be. He sat there, just staring at her, she was lost in thought, not noticing him in the slightest.
She was beautiful too, he had to finally admit it, he was tired of fooling himself into thinking otherwise. He had already felt his stomach twisting before she had even walked in the room.
Except it was one thing to respect her, but to be attracted to her! That was something totally different. That was a subject he knew he wasn't ready to entertain.
Cora looked up, realizing that he had been watching her the whole time. She locked eyes with him. For a few seconds they just sat there staring. Until finally, she smiled.
"Anyone home?" she asked.
Knives blinked, "sorry I was just... thinking."
Cora smiled again, How strange life was. One day he was mean, and hateful wanting everyone on the planet to drop dead. The next he was... well, he was less hateful, that was for sure. She knew he still loather humans, and wanted there to be less of them. But she wasn't included, he had wanted to make she lived. She was touched that he respected her, touched that he had cared enough to protect her last night.
But most of all, she was touched that he had chosen to stay.
****I know the last two chapters have been rather slow paced, but don't worry all those action lovers will enjoy the next chapter I promise!! (and you know I always make good on my promises)****
Okay, I lied about the whole only updating on Thrusday's! I was just really wanted to post a new chapter, besides this week is kinda hectic and I wanted to make sure I updated sometime. Here's chapter eight, read and enjoy! This where Knives starts drifting OOC, just bear with me. I hope you enjoy it! This one was kinda tough to write.
Cora woke up the next day, stiff. Her head still hurt, swallowing a few aspirins, she headed downstairs for breakfast. She was surprised to see Knives sitting at the table.
"Oh, ah good morning..:" she stammered.
Knives looked up at her, quickly scanning her body, her swollen lip had gone down, but the bridge of her nose was now a nice purple color, "How do you feel?"
"Umm, okay I guess" she poured herself some coffee and sat across from him. She noticed he was moving rather stiffly as well.
"How are you feeling?" she said between sips of coffee.
"I'll live. I'm healing quickly." he answered somewhat curtly.
Cora sighed, she didn't like the awkwardness between them. Last night he was so concerned, so caring, this morning it was as if he was regretting all he had done.
A few more moment of silence passed between them as she tried to scrounge up the courage to ask him the question she desperately wanted an answer for. Finally, she took a deep breath.
"Why did you do it?" she asked quietly, staring into her cup, not wanting to look at those intense blue eyes of his, "Why did you come out and save me? Better yet, why didn't you kill me along with the rest of them? You could have had four less humans to worry about." she saw the look on his face, he almost looked...insulted? Maybe that hadn't come out the way she had wanted it to, "I'm not trying to pick a fight. I'm just... curious as to why you did it."
Knives cocked his head, contemplating. Actually, he had been asking himself that same question over, and over since last night. It had been around 3am when he had finally swallowed his pride, and accepted the only answer he had come up with.
"Because you're the first human I've gained any respect for. You're the first one that has ever admitted that using the plants is wrong. You didn't go into a speech about how you humans need them."
How he hated that tired old speech, he'd lost track of how many time he had heard it, "even when I was squeezing the life out of you, you didn't even make a sound, most humans when faced with death will scream and plead and cry, but now you. You looked straight at me, through me even, you showed no fear." frosty blue eyes met lush green ones, "you defy everything I've ever known about humans. That makes you different, it makes you a rarity. You're the only human I have given respect to, and the only I one I will ever give respect to. That is why I killed those men. They were trying to destroy something rare, something I saw as important. I wasn't going to allow it to happen." he sat there bewildered at himself. The words had finally come out of his mouth; Knives Millions deemed a human worthy of his respect.
"I see," she said quietly. She sat there for a moment and sipped her coffee, molling over what he had just said, "you said you'd teach me to shoot someday," she swallowed. Part of her wanted to ask him, and part of her wanted to keep quiet, she forced the question anyway, "does that mean you're going to be staying for awhile?"
The question hung in the air for a few moments. She bit her bottom lip, it had been a stupid thing to say.
Staying was something Knives had toyed with. A few weeks ago he would have rather died than share living quarters with a human. But now....he wasn't so sure. She had crept inside his thoughts, and now he could see himself missing her if she weren't around. He sighed, "if you don't disapprove of my being here."
"No, I don't mind...it's just that.." she wasn't sure how to put it, "you killed them," she stammered, "I just don't know how that sits with me. I saw how angry you looked, I saw your eyes glow. I'm just afraid it will happen again."
Knives knew she was going to bring up his little killing spree, he had prepared himself for that, "You must realize that I did what I thought was right. They had trifled with something that I respect, and they suffered the consequences. " he noticed her uneasy expression. Obviously she had been looking for reassurance that it would not happen again, which was something he just couldn't agree to. But he could maybe make a deal with her, so she wouldn't be so afraid.
"So long as no one causes you harm, I will try not to hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it, if that makes you less nervous." he said begrudgingly, "but," he added, " I cannot promise anything if someone harms you."
His answer wasn't exactly what she had wanted. She had wanted a full promise to not harm anyone ever, but she knew he could never promise that. So she tried to feel content with the answer she was given.
"I suppose that does make me a little less nervous." she gave him a weak smile, and stared back into her coffee cup.
Knives felt strange. Here he was; a superior being, killer of thousands, and leader of the Gung Ho Guns; drinking coffee and promising not to kill anyone, so he could stay in a house with this human woman. He shook his head, what was happening to him?
He looked over at Cora and his thoughts softened. She sat there quietly in her chair, knees drawn up to her chest, cup of coffee tucked tightly to her. She was still in her nightgown, and had a sleepy-eyed, just woke up look about her. Her hair brushed against her bare shoulders, and her fingers were laced around her cup.
That was when Knives stopped questioning himself. She was so rare, the only human on the planet that deserved his respect, and deserved his protection.
He would protect her, he would kill for her again, and again if need be. He sat there, just staring at her, she was lost in thought, not noticing him in the slightest.
She was beautiful too, he had to finally admit it, he was tired of fooling himself into thinking otherwise. He had already felt his stomach twisting before she had even walked in the room.
Except it was one thing to respect her, but to be attracted to her! That was something totally different. That was a subject he knew he wasn't ready to entertain.
Cora looked up, realizing that he had been watching her the whole time. She locked eyes with him. For a few seconds they just sat there staring. Until finally, she smiled.
"Anyone home?" she asked.
Knives blinked, "sorry I was just... thinking."
Cora smiled again, How strange life was. One day he was mean, and hateful wanting everyone on the planet to drop dead. The next he was... well, he was less hateful, that was for sure. She knew he still loather humans, and wanted there to be less of them. But she wasn't included, he had wanted to make she lived. She was touched that he respected her, touched that he had cared enough to protect her last night.
But most of all, she was touched that he had chosen to stay.
****I know the last two chapters have been rather slow paced, but don't worry all those action lovers will enjoy the next chapter I promise!! (and you know I always make good on my promises)****