Assassin's Silver
Prologue
By YamiHikari
Disclaimer- Don't own Demon Diary, nor its characters, but Aysel is my original character, so there will be hell to pay if you use her without my permission. And that's really all I have to say.
Author's Note- This is the second fic that Divine Guardian has asked me to write, the first being a pairing that was not Orphen and Cleo but Orphen and an original character. Divine Guardian came up with this idea, but couldn't get it off the ground, so she then asked me to write it. Originally, the person was going to be an angel, but as that might have been a little hard to do, I talked it over with her, and it was changed to elf. Alright then, read, review, and hopefully enjoy. I now present to you. Assassin's Silver.
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"The war with the demons goes badly, my lord," a silky male voice stated from the shadows.
"How many of us have perished?" another demanded, voice even smoother than the one before, like liquid gold and light. "Tell me, Sef."
"Twenty of us already, and it is only a week into the campaign. However, spies report that there is a weak spot that we could strike at, my lord."
"Which?"
A musical female voice interrupted. "Let me explain."
"Ah, Aysel. How goes it on the battlefield."
Aysel stepped out from a doorway and gracefully made her way across the floor to the throne. "Let me explain, Lord Menefer, just to clear you of any false impressions this fool," silver eyes flickered idly over Sef and back, "has presented you with."
Sef bristled, but knew better than to mess with the High Elf's favorite. He kept silent as she continued. "It's been even worse than that. At least fifty of our number have been destroyed. But there is some truth to his report. The newest demon lord Raenef."
The High Elf leaned out, long pale blond hair tumbling down over his shoulders to frame his slender and virtually flawless face. His voice had a faint tinge of annoyance to it. "Well? What about the fifth demon lord Raenef?"
A cold smile stretched the lips of Aysel. "He's but a child who can be easily dispatched, which will cause enough confusion to delay the demons. But, his tutor, Eclipse, will not be so easy."
Lord Menefer chuckled softly. "Eclipse? Serving a mere child?"
"Yes, it would appear so."
"Aysel."
"Yes, lord?"
"Your new mission is to dispose of them both. You will have to find a way to get into their trust, but you may choose any and all weapons that you desire for this mission from the armory."
"And my reward?"
"Rest assured that you will be given an adequate reward for your services. if you succeed."
"Do you have that little faith in me then?"
"Greater elves than you have tried. Eclipse is not a demon to be trifled with. Dismissed."
As Aysel exited the room, she answered, "I am not an assassin to trifled with either. I will see you again, my lord."
When the echoes of the two last sarcastic words had died away, Sef risked asking a question. "Are you sure it is wise to trust her?"
"Wise to trust a woman? Never. But an assassin's promise will be their only goal in life until they complete the task set to them. Either they will finish it. or die trying."
Author's Note- Neh, this is just the intro. Hope no one minds. YAH! (dodges thrown objects; straightens up) Hmm. I really think this will probably turn out better than Follow Your Heart. Well, review people, okie? Ja!
Prologue
By YamiHikari
Disclaimer- Don't own Demon Diary, nor its characters, but Aysel is my original character, so there will be hell to pay if you use her without my permission. And that's really all I have to say.
Author's Note- This is the second fic that Divine Guardian has asked me to write, the first being a pairing that was not Orphen and Cleo but Orphen and an original character. Divine Guardian came up with this idea, but couldn't get it off the ground, so she then asked me to write it. Originally, the person was going to be an angel, but as that might have been a little hard to do, I talked it over with her, and it was changed to elf. Alright then, read, review, and hopefully enjoy. I now present to you. Assassin's Silver.
- - - - - - - - - -
"The war with the demons goes badly, my lord," a silky male voice stated from the shadows.
"How many of us have perished?" another demanded, voice even smoother than the one before, like liquid gold and light. "Tell me, Sef."
"Twenty of us already, and it is only a week into the campaign. However, spies report that there is a weak spot that we could strike at, my lord."
"Which?"
A musical female voice interrupted. "Let me explain."
"Ah, Aysel. How goes it on the battlefield."
Aysel stepped out from a doorway and gracefully made her way across the floor to the throne. "Let me explain, Lord Menefer, just to clear you of any false impressions this fool," silver eyes flickered idly over Sef and back, "has presented you with."
Sef bristled, but knew better than to mess with the High Elf's favorite. He kept silent as she continued. "It's been even worse than that. At least fifty of our number have been destroyed. But there is some truth to his report. The newest demon lord Raenef."
The High Elf leaned out, long pale blond hair tumbling down over his shoulders to frame his slender and virtually flawless face. His voice had a faint tinge of annoyance to it. "Well? What about the fifth demon lord Raenef?"
A cold smile stretched the lips of Aysel. "He's but a child who can be easily dispatched, which will cause enough confusion to delay the demons. But, his tutor, Eclipse, will not be so easy."
Lord Menefer chuckled softly. "Eclipse? Serving a mere child?"
"Yes, it would appear so."
"Aysel."
"Yes, lord?"
"Your new mission is to dispose of them both. You will have to find a way to get into their trust, but you may choose any and all weapons that you desire for this mission from the armory."
"And my reward?"
"Rest assured that you will be given an adequate reward for your services. if you succeed."
"Do you have that little faith in me then?"
"Greater elves than you have tried. Eclipse is not a demon to be trifled with. Dismissed."
As Aysel exited the room, she answered, "I am not an assassin to trifled with either. I will see you again, my lord."
When the echoes of the two last sarcastic words had died away, Sef risked asking a question. "Are you sure it is wise to trust her?"
"Wise to trust a woman? Never. But an assassin's promise will be their only goal in life until they complete the task set to them. Either they will finish it. or die trying."
Author's Note- Neh, this is just the intro. Hope no one minds. YAH! (dodges thrown objects; straightens up) Hmm. I really think this will probably turn out better than Follow Your Heart. Well, review people, okie? Ja!