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Italics = mind reading thingy… not sure how to class it yet.
A young woman sat on a seat of oak in the dying after noon. She watched as the sun shined its golden light into the hall. The golden light made the room look as if it were aflame. The young woman's eyes looked up at the messenger standing before her.
"The king has ordered the arrest of Isaac Williams for the murder of his wife, Cassandra Williams," the messenger started off before the young woman nodded.
The messenger looked down at the parchment he held in his hands once more.
"You are to detain him if you see him and inform us," the messenger finished, rolling the parchment.
"That was rather short?" came the young woman's question.
The messenger looked down, scanning the blond haired woman sitting before him. Her dress was pure white, matching well with her fair skin.
"It was all that it said, my lady," he replied in respect.
"I understand. If I see him, I will certainly detain him," she replied.
The messenger bowed before he was escorted out from the room by the guards.
"And to think it all happened a month ago," she thought before rising from her seat.
She passed through a thick oak door and begins to walk through the hallways and passages
"He wouldn't have done anything like that," she thought, "Not my dear cousin . . ."
She glanced left and right to see some of her servants walking by chatting only to fall silent when she passed them. She shook her head.
"They fear me for I have the power in their life," she thought miserably before climbing a flight of stairs.
The stairs spiralled upwards towards the highest tower within her small castle. When she reached the top she looked out to see the sun slowly set, blazing the horizon in one last act before it succumbed to the night. Turning round, she stared at a door. She had this tower for her occasional use.
"I wonder how he's faring?" she thought while slowly pushing the door open and peering inside.
The small room was dominated by a single bed with white silk sheets. Sitting next to was the only window and a small table she would write upon with a chair next to it. She found her cousin sitting on the window sill staring out, his hairs is lightly been ruffled by the soft breeze while he sat.
"You know you could fall off," came her warning.
He turns to look upon her.
"I'm sorry for having to bother you, Lady Helena," he spoke standing up ready to bow in respect.
"Please, Isaac, just call me Helena like you always did," she replies with a slight frown.
"Sorry but I'm just too immerse in thought to think… informal," he replies.
She sat down on the bed.
"A messenger from the king has just arrived," she starts watching him turn to watch the sun again, "An order for your arrest has been issued."
She watches as he didn't even bother looking back then shakes her head.
"Why are you not worried about this?" she asks.
"Because I have nothing to fear," he replies calm
"You can't remain within this castle for long they bound to search this place sooner or later."
He slowly turns to look at her.
"I know," he spoke before standing up, "I'll be leaving tonight."
"You just been staying here for just three days," she reminds him, "You need proper supplies."
He shook his head while proceeding to the door, "I don't need any."
"Then where are you heading to?" she asks lightly touching his shoulder.
"Revenge," he replies angrily.
The shadows are home to many strange creatures and to one particular breed, this breed is the death of many creatures stemming from the men of the land to the terrifying power of the demons of hell. These creatures are known as the Hunters. They are the race of men, but have become so successful in their name of death, to anyone that crosses their path, and they became a legend amongst the people whispered to be ghosts.
The hunters are scattered across the land with their home base hidden from the outside world, each of the villages an independent community a home to a faction of Hunters that exist in the world.
Some of these villages may stem their history back hundred of years ago, while others may be newly made to keep the number of Hunters up to fighting standards within the land.
But on rare occasion some of these villages may be destroyed, by demon destructions, by the elements or even by human forces thankfully possibility of one of these villages been discovered and destroyed is very remote. But never less the hunters are on guard to ensure their home is never discovered by any outside force.
Our story takes us to one particular village. This village lies within the fogs of Medusa hidden deep within the black forest, within the realm of king Matthew's. The fog, as it is named, is said to turn anyone who wishes any ill harm to the village will become nothing more than a stone, even those who stumble upon it by accident will become stone.
The fog is maintained by the magic wielders of the village, as to how they create this fog only they alone know and may remain a mystery. Many has tried to pierce this mysterious barrier, but none has succeed and the testimony of their failure is shown at the fogs edge, standing there are the very people who try to pass the barrier by force and in turn have ended their life in stone. Only the hunters could enter and leave without fear they have freedom to move in and out of the fog without harm appearing as mysterious beings from this deadly fog.
But some hunters may fear it if they have forsaken the villages for their own personal pride, this will mean they will fear the magical barriers and cannot return within it and so these individuals are splinters from the hunters and have come to pass to be known as runaways forever damned by their family members until they die.
Within the village shrouded by the medusa fog one man sat upon a rock staring at the fog, the rock stands not far from a large building where they train their students in the way of the hunter. The man looks at the fog long and hard with his amber eyes staring intensely, his hand raise up to push a strand of his short copper hair away from his eye sight. He shook his head and stood up to his full height examining his clothes for a moment to ensure that he is ready for teaching the lesson with a score of students.
He wore some light armour to cover his chest and some armour that cover his arms while underneath the armour, he wore a dark green tunic of a simple peasants while strapped upon his back is a sword known as a Katana. He inspects the pouch on his left that contains some gold pieces while on his right is a small dagger ready for use. Satisfied with the inspection he looks up to the village.
"How long has it been?" he asks wondering when he'll pass away, his keen eyes pick up the form of a woman walking towards him.
Focusing his eyes he made out the woman's features. Her lavender hair is cut short like his but has a black bandana round her head while her flesh is pale compare to his own, her amber eyes just stare at him while she continues to walk towards him. He spots the black leather garments that made up her armour with black armour guarding her arms and legs from, while strapped to her back is a sword but is much shorter than his own.
Soon she stands before him.
"We are ready for the hunt Hayate-san," she spoke in respect to him.
"I understand, Ayane," he replies with a curt nod then walk by her, "We are to hunt for the runaway, Kasumi."
"Your sister," she reminds him.
"And yours," he finishes.
"She's nothing but a lowly half sister to me!" she hiss at him.
He didn't look back, "You will not be accompany on this hunt."
He walks away.
"Why?!" she asks surprised.
"You are to track a bounty," he replies.
"You can send someone else to hunt for this bounty," she replies, angry that he's ordering her to hunt someone else than Kasumi.
Hayate stares at her narrowing his eyes.
"You will do as I say!" he replies dangerously, "You are never to question my authority or I shall see to it you join the runaway!"
Silence descends upon them for a moment while the two glare at each other waiting to see who is the superior of the two. Finally Ayane submit and nods.
"Fine I'll go hunt this bounty," she replies, subconsciously promising to make Hayate pay for this.
Hayate turns away, "You are to hunt for the knight, Isaac Williams . . . You are to kill him. Is that clear?"
She didn't reply, watching Hayate walk away, leaving her alone where she stood. She couldn't believe what she was asked to do.
"What a lowly task of me to hunt for a knight," she thought, wondering was Hayate trying to divert her from hunting his sister.
He wasn't sure but either way she has to go and hunt for the knight. She'll pay someone a visit.
"I'm sure lady Helena won't mind me dropping in," she thought, walking back to the village to prepare herself for the journey ahead of her.
Within another section of the forest sat one man watching the sun slowly dipping down behind the hills.
"Are you sure he won't be a threat to you?" came a sweet woman's voice from behind him.
Turning round he stares at the young girl sitting behind him staring into her copper coloured eyes.
"He's not a threat," he replies certain he can handle whatever came out of him.
"But he was a servant of the king's, Ryu," she reminds him, ". . . He might already be dead."
"I don't think so," he replies.
"Why do you say that?" she asks, resting her head on his broad shoulders.
"His eyes tell of a great will power," he tells her, "His will is bent on revenge and there is nothing in this world of the next in stopping him from getting his revenge."
"A determination I seen only in a few dedicated men," he thought "but nevertheless he's a knight and is ignorant to the ways of black magic."
He closes his eyes to think deeper of the matter at hand. The woman behind him stood up.
"I wonder if he'll kill the witch?" she asks.
Ryu turns his head round, "I'm sure he'll probably won't, Kasumi."
When something stirs within the wind making him stand up, he whispers, "You better leave."
He turns around to see she has already left without him even knowing it.
"She's pretty good at leaving," he thought in amusement before addressing the new comer.
Standing before him is Hayate his best friend.
"Did I disturb you?" he asks.
"No, I was here thinking on my own," Ryu replies calm and collective.
"Alone?" he asks looking at the spot he sat to see the grass slightly pressed down.
"I was having a afternoon nap, Hayate. Is that strange of me?" Ryu asks him watching him look up to him to try and tell is he lying or telling the truth.
Hayate wouldn't know and so dismiss the issue.
"I'm going on the hunt for my sister," he informs Ryu, "I would appreciate if you would keep an eye out for Ayane."
Ryu gave Hayate a questioning look, "Why do you want to keep an eye on Ayane?"
Hayate sighs before replying, "I have ordered her to hunt for Isaac Williams. She is to kill him."
Ryu understood, "Then I'll watch her closely."
Hayate turns away, "And if you see the runaway . . . kill her."
He disappears into the shadows once more. Ryu sighs.
"He seemed so sad when he said those words about me," came the sweet voice from behind Ryu.
"I know it's tearing him apart from the inside," he replies, turning around, "You better hide somewhere safe."
She nods, "I'll be at Hitomi's place as usual."
He nods back and watches her walk up to him and hugs him.
"Be careful," he whispers into her ear with his arms around her, wishing to never let her go.
"I will," she replies, wanting to be with him at all times.
But she had to leave and broke away from him before running into the shadows.
Deep within the woods a small hut stood with a young girl of eighteen outside chopping food, she smiles while chopping the woods.
"Good evening," came someone's voice from behind.
She whips around with her axe but stops moments from the woman standing now in front of her.
"Kasumi," came her shocked voice. "Sorry for scaring you, Hitomi," came Kasumi's apology.
"You should be I nearly had a damn heart attack," she replies with a giggle settling the axe down.
The two girls smile
"So came here to hang out with me?" Hitomi asks, brushing a stray hair away.
"Yeah" Kasumi replies.
"Okay, I'll make tea," she replies running into the house to get the tea ready while Kasumi walks in cheerfully.
"Your father's out?" Kasumi asks hearing Hitomi reply come back, "Yeah, he's out for the day."
Kasumi just smiles, "Oh, I see."
She sat down on the chair, staring out of the window, "Anyone came by?"
"No, it's been quiet lately," Hitomi came with two clay cups filled with tea leaves, "Helena hasn't came around in ages!"
"Oh, you speak to Lady Helena?" she asks, watching Hitomi nod.
"She's no snobby noble mans daughter like the ones you seen," Hitomi tells Kasumi.
"I see," Kasumi replies when her ears picked up something.
She put her cup down and looks out of the window while Hitomi watch her.
"What is it?" she asks, wondering why did Kasumi all of a sudden become alert.
Soon Hitomi can hear the sound of horse hooves patting towards the house. She slowly walks to the window and peers out to see who is coming, her eyes caught sight of a maiden sitting on top of a black steed, trotting slowly while behind her sat a man upon a black horse.Hitomi strains her eyes to see who it is.
"Who is it?" she hears Kasumi's cautious whisper.
"It's Lady Helena," Hitomi replies in a whisper then her eyes set upon the man behind Helena, "and Isaac!"
Outside Helena watch Isaac dismounts first with his blade drawn looking left and right for before he helps Helena down from her mount. Helena walks to the door of the small cottage and knocks. The two of them waited for a few moments.
"Strange," Helena thought, "She usually answers the door quickly."
Isaac didn't pay any attention to Helena and soaked in the surroundings of the wood. He close his eyes to think for a moment when his mind recalls of the vile scene of him slaughtering his own wife, he snap open his eyes and look down at the hilt of his sword then at his hands seeing the blood upon them. He snaps his senses back to the door of the cabin opening and found Helena hugging a young girl.
"It's been so long," Helena whispers to the young girl.
"Yeah, its been ages since I seen you, Helena," Hitomi replies.
They smile at one another.
"So how you been, Hitomi?" Helena asks.
"Same old, same old," she replies before they turn to see Isaac advance towards them, "Been a long time, hasn't it?"
Isaac nods.
"It has been," he replies, stopping to observe her, "You've grown a lot."
He looks over her entire body and notices the curves as well.
"Hey, stop looking at me like that! You're married!" she shouts playful.
Isaac looked at her with a dead expression.
"Did I say something wrong?" she asks watching Isaac look away.
"It's best if we discussed this inside," Helena softly tells Hitomi.
"You'll be alright out here, won't you?" Helena asks Isaac.
He just stares aimlessly at the sunset.
Helena and Hitomi sat in the kitchen area.
"Did something go wrong?" Hitomi asks.
"You haven't heard the news have you?" Helena asks back.
Hitomi shook her head, tossing her hair about, "I haven't heard from the outside for the last month or so."
"Then I guess I might have to tell you the news," Helena looks down sadly, "Isaac killed his wife."
She watches as Hitomi's eyes widen in disbelieve.
"That can't be true," she whispered unable to believe her ears.
Helena closed her eyes.
"Its true," another voice spoke up neither Helena's nor Hitomi's, "He killed his own wife because he is cursed."
Helena spun round in her seat to see a young petite girl standing at the door way.
"Who are you?" Helena demands getting up.
"It's okay; she's a friend, Helena," Hitomi quickly tells Helena.
Helena stares at the young girl standing before her.
"I have no intention in harming you," she reassures her, "Your friend outside would be dangerous to everyone."
Helena was not happy in hearing this, "I already know about his curse but regardless I'll help him."
Outside Isaac waits for Helena when his ears picked up the sound of something scuttling on the floor. His ears seemed to be more sharper than usual which disturbed him but he couldn't do anything about it. He looks down to see a cockroach running at the base of his feet, he drew out a dagger and dropped it watching the blade stab the cockroach and pinned it down from moving.
"Disgusting little fellow, aren't you?" he says, licking his lips without knowing why.
"And a tasty looking one, too," he thought.
He bent over and slid the dagger slowly out of the ground watching the cockroach try to scuttle away. The dagger came clear off the ground with the cockroach still impaled upon it. Slowly he brought it up and inspects it staring at how marvellously big and juicy it looks. He slowly opens his mouth and brought the insect into his mouth feeling it touch the inside of his mouth trying to escape. He slowly close his mouth hearing a click and whistling sound from the cockroach before he bite down feeling the oozing liquid of the cockroach spill from it's body and into his mouth while he began chewing the front bit of the cockroach in his mouth.
He munch once then twice before he realize what he did and spat it out then went onto his knees staring at the half munch top half of the cockroach which try in vain to wiggle away. Isaac looks to his dagger to see the bottom half is furiously wiggling. His stomach lurch and he follow it by spray his entire contents of his stomach out onto the ground throwing up half digested lamb with potatoes watching it ooze slowly away.
Helena heard Isaac and turn to see him on his knees, puking.
"What happened?" she asks, kneeling beside him.
He didn't answer and continue to throw up. Helena saw the dagger dripped tightly in one hand with the bottom half of a cockroach.
"My god," she whispers, backing away, "You ate it?"
Isaac didn't reply and continued to grovel on the floor. Helena wonder why did he eat it.
"He's cursed as I said before," came the cool explanation.
"And who in hell's name are you to judge him?" Helena barks at the young girl.
"Because someone told me," she replies.
Isaac stopped.
"Ryu told me," a clear thought came through his mind.
"What the hell," he thought.
"He has no idea what's happening . . . What a fool."
Isaac stares at her hard.
"So you know, Ryu," he questions, watching her face turn to surprise.
"How did he know?"
He smiles, "I don't know but I just know."
She backs away.
"He was right . . . You are dangerous."
Isaac heard her thought again, "How could he know what I'm thinking."
He closes his eye trying to clear his mind of why is he able to hear her thoughts.
"She means to kill you," this thought was not from her but somewhere deep within him.
He heard other thoughts as well.
"I don't want to believe my dear cousin is becoming monster," Isaac knows the thought came from Helena.
"No wonder he's been acting so strange . . . but he doesn't seem to be a demon to what Kasumi described to me."
Isaac held one hand to his head.
"Could you all just stop thinking for a moment!" he shouts.
They seem baffled by his request.
"Is he going mad?" the innocent question from Hitomi echoes in his head.
He dubs over and screams while clutching his head feeling the pain multiplying. He wants to be release from this pain.
"If you can truly hear me then look at me," he heard the calm voice in his head.
Hee turns to the one who spoke it and is surprised to find it's the one called Kasumi.
"You should forget about this foolish attempt to kill the witch," she began to tell him.
He grits his teeth, "You are a danger to everyone. Do you want to kill the two girls here with me as well?"
He calms calming down, feeling the pain subduing and removes his hand from his hand, "No. I won't succumb to that voice in my head to kill for blood."
Hitomi and Helena are confused.
"I will kill her if it even cost my life," he tells Kasumi.
She smiles.
"If I succumb to this curse, I will die when I have taken that witch's head with me to hell," he promises.
The last thought he heard from her before his powers disappear, "If you have the will to carry on, you may yet end her evil rain of terror."
Isaac nods, "No one will stand between me and that witch."
I know a bad place to stop but hey I'm running out of ideas so I'll leave it there and let Razzbairee take over.