Disclaimer: NO! OK NO!!!!! i dont own them.... BUT I CAN DREAM CANT
I????????????????????
That all had been 12 months ago... (( BTW... END FLASHBACK!!!))Nothing happeded to Ken of course. He recovered fully only with two scars. And was back to his cheerful self. But now Aya's heart broke more whenever he saw Omi, in his hollow, pale form wandering around. How fresh the memory of that same boy skipping was. But no... along with Youji had gone the light in his eyes and the bounce in his step. His flat eyes shone like pools of black water, if you had the nerve to look into them, and it seemed that that that pool was neverending.
Summer was leaving and the trees were starting to brown. The Young boy now sat very still in front of the fireplace, complete in his assasin garb. There was an assignment tonight. And Weiss was on it. The Death of his Lover had not extinguished Omi's ability to fight as Youji had, but fueled it. Omi had become like Aya. Cold and merciless in the art of assasination. Although the boys talent was commendible. Aya could not help but be afraid of the boy when he got into his "grove". Ken had even felt the same way, even though Ken had never voiced his unnerved feeling, it became obviose when the appauled Ken took a prudent step back from the younger assasin during missions.
They then left for the mission. It was one in a long stream of assignments that had come in in the last year. Since Youji's death, there had been a circulating rumor throughout the lower levels of society, and often times the higher levels as well, that a member of the deadly Weiss had been killed. Indeed, it was true, but it made Weiss more deadly that before. This particular mission smelled of Schwartz. Ken had agreed on that point with Aya and Manx. It was hard to tell if Omi agreed or not. The durastic change in Omi's attitude secluded him from almost all human contact. He worked. He went to school. But that was bearible only my refusing to speak whenever possible. Aya feared that the young boy would break down just by opening his mouth. It had happened often enough when Youji had gone at first. But Omi's attitude adjusted accordingly and his breakdowns came hardly ever.
The mission was planned, in place, and was set to go. They left; Ken on his bike and Aya and Omi in Aya's car. The target was a particularly viciose group of miscreants that delt in the exportation and importation of artifacts... stolen artifacts. Some of which Weiss knew Schwartz would be interested in. They were to proceed with caution, the UTMOST caution. Aya still worried about Omi, although by his stone appearence, it was almost impossible to detect.
The dock where the drop was to occur was about 20 min. away from the flower shop and Aya took that time to prepare himself, as he always did. He glanced at Omi. The boys stone vissauge was impenitrable. A slight frown appeared on Aya's face but he quickly covered it up by fixing his com. divice.
The turn was up ahead. They parked across the street and quietly got out their equiptment and set themselves for the comming battle. They proceeded toward the freights. Ken and Aya hoisted Omi up on top, for him to get a better advantage point for his sniping. Aya then crept along the edge of the freight and into the main dock. Ken followed close behind. The dock was completely empty. Aya smelled the trap. He slowly put one foot behind the other and motioned for Ken to do the same. Suddenly Omi sprang up from his position and shot a hidden opponent. Shit cursed Aya silently. Both Ken and Aya then rushed ahead, into the unknown number of enemys.
The presence of Shwartz was obvious when then Omi's darts soon fell to the ground harmlessly. Damn Nagi's power is strong, I doubt Omi's gonna get another successful shot off. "Omi," Aya whispered into the com. device, " get your ass to another spot or don't fire for a couple minutes. Nagi's got a good estemit on your position and he'll be stopping any and pretty much all of your shots. If you move then we can hope to get you out of his sences for you long enough for you to get a few successful shots off."
A brief "Ugn" at the other end of the com. was the only indication that Omi had been hit. "Shit! Ken, get your ass up there and check on 'im! I'll finish off these regulars then see if I can hunt out these German dogs." A slight tickle at the back of his mind and a seemingly whispered laugh inside his head that Shuldich was around as well and listening in on his plans. Damn you- If he's hurt, so help me you WILL pay! Aya got no responce from that and continued to hack away at the hardly trained regulars charging him. Aya's movements, harmonic and graceful, were deadly and presice, taking down an enemy with every strike.
Aya hardly noticed when the body's quit charging him and the steady stream of blood seiced. He charged ahead and shearched the shodows for Shwartz. The sound of Omi's last sound resinating in his ears. Damn- I think they got away... Aya had finished his search and went back to check the bodies for ID's. Having found the ring leader- dead by a perfecly cut X across the cheast by Ken's razor-sharp claws- Aya silently applauded his comrade before remembering. Aya shot off in a dead run toward the freight that Omi was positioned on. Pulling himself up Aya saw Ken tending Omi's wound.
That all had been 12 months ago... (( BTW... END FLASHBACK!!!))Nothing happeded to Ken of course. He recovered fully only with two scars. And was back to his cheerful self. But now Aya's heart broke more whenever he saw Omi, in his hollow, pale form wandering around. How fresh the memory of that same boy skipping was. But no... along with Youji had gone the light in his eyes and the bounce in his step. His flat eyes shone like pools of black water, if you had the nerve to look into them, and it seemed that that that pool was neverending.
Summer was leaving and the trees were starting to brown. The Young boy now sat very still in front of the fireplace, complete in his assasin garb. There was an assignment tonight. And Weiss was on it. The Death of his Lover had not extinguished Omi's ability to fight as Youji had, but fueled it. Omi had become like Aya. Cold and merciless in the art of assasination. Although the boys talent was commendible. Aya could not help but be afraid of the boy when he got into his "grove". Ken had even felt the same way, even though Ken had never voiced his unnerved feeling, it became obviose when the appauled Ken took a prudent step back from the younger assasin during missions.
They then left for the mission. It was one in a long stream of assignments that had come in in the last year. Since Youji's death, there had been a circulating rumor throughout the lower levels of society, and often times the higher levels as well, that a member of the deadly Weiss had been killed. Indeed, it was true, but it made Weiss more deadly that before. This particular mission smelled of Schwartz. Ken had agreed on that point with Aya and Manx. It was hard to tell if Omi agreed or not. The durastic change in Omi's attitude secluded him from almost all human contact. He worked. He went to school. But that was bearible only my refusing to speak whenever possible. Aya feared that the young boy would break down just by opening his mouth. It had happened often enough when Youji had gone at first. But Omi's attitude adjusted accordingly and his breakdowns came hardly ever.
The mission was planned, in place, and was set to go. They left; Ken on his bike and Aya and Omi in Aya's car. The target was a particularly viciose group of miscreants that delt in the exportation and importation of artifacts... stolen artifacts. Some of which Weiss knew Schwartz would be interested in. They were to proceed with caution, the UTMOST caution. Aya still worried about Omi, although by his stone appearence, it was almost impossible to detect.
The dock where the drop was to occur was about 20 min. away from the flower shop and Aya took that time to prepare himself, as he always did. He glanced at Omi. The boys stone vissauge was impenitrable. A slight frown appeared on Aya's face but he quickly covered it up by fixing his com. divice.
The turn was up ahead. They parked across the street and quietly got out their equiptment and set themselves for the comming battle. They proceeded toward the freights. Ken and Aya hoisted Omi up on top, for him to get a better advantage point for his sniping. Aya then crept along the edge of the freight and into the main dock. Ken followed close behind. The dock was completely empty. Aya smelled the trap. He slowly put one foot behind the other and motioned for Ken to do the same. Suddenly Omi sprang up from his position and shot a hidden opponent. Shit cursed Aya silently. Both Ken and Aya then rushed ahead, into the unknown number of enemys.
The presence of Shwartz was obvious when then Omi's darts soon fell to the ground harmlessly. Damn Nagi's power is strong, I doubt Omi's gonna get another successful shot off. "Omi," Aya whispered into the com. device, " get your ass to another spot or don't fire for a couple minutes. Nagi's got a good estemit on your position and he'll be stopping any and pretty much all of your shots. If you move then we can hope to get you out of his sences for you long enough for you to get a few successful shots off."
A brief "Ugn" at the other end of the com. was the only indication that Omi had been hit. "Shit! Ken, get your ass up there and check on 'im! I'll finish off these regulars then see if I can hunt out these German dogs." A slight tickle at the back of his mind and a seemingly whispered laugh inside his head that Shuldich was around as well and listening in on his plans. Damn you- If he's hurt, so help me you WILL pay! Aya got no responce from that and continued to hack away at the hardly trained regulars charging him. Aya's movements, harmonic and graceful, were deadly and presice, taking down an enemy with every strike.
Aya hardly noticed when the body's quit charging him and the steady stream of blood seiced. He charged ahead and shearched the shodows for Shwartz. The sound of Omi's last sound resinating in his ears. Damn- I think they got away... Aya had finished his search and went back to check the bodies for ID's. Having found the ring leader- dead by a perfecly cut X across the cheast by Ken's razor-sharp claws- Aya silently applauded his comrade before remembering. Aya shot off in a dead run toward the freight that Omi was positioned on. Pulling himself up Aya saw Ken tending Omi's wound.