Yet there was somthing about the way he was fighting. Familer, and yet different. Like it had aged and had more expertise behind the shots. It was only now that I saw the person's full body for the first time. The next time I got close enough, I gave the mask a good yank, and off it came. "Hoku! What are you doing?" "Just doing what my elders tell me to do." "My dad told you to do this?" "Nope, not that elder..." He walked up behind me, and I didn't turn around becuase he was my friend and I thought I knew him. I had just got up from sheathing my sword. Next thing I knew, my vision going black. When I woke up, I saw Hoku standing over me. I was in some sort of dark room. "My head. Why did you hit so hard?" I asked. "Silence! Speak only when spoken to. And you haven't been spoken to yet." He replied with a death stare in his eyes. "But you just did." Yes, I knew better. But what would you do if they had pissed you off. Smack. "Ow. You don't have to hit so hard! Giminy Crickets!" Hoku had made a mistake. He had left my hands and legs unbound, and because he was stareing at me, his eyes became dryer then normal, and had to blink for longer periods every time. During one of the times, I got up and jumped him. If he was expecting it, he didn't show it. I only got one shot on his head before he opened his eyes, but it was worth it. When he tried to punch me I grabbed his arm and used his body weight against him. "You and the wall make a great couple, my 'Friend', you really do." You could see his body shiver with anger and disgust. The next thing I knew, we had grappeled each others hands, and were haveing a battle for dominence. I needed something to draw his attention away, but at the same time, in doing so I might lose my own concentration. On the wall was a spike-like contraption. Should I risk trying to shove him on it? I wasn't sure about it, but I tried anyways. By the time we got there, I was sweating. With one good shove, he was speared throught the major internal organs. I heard him muttering something about how he was still of use to his 'master'. "When you go up for placing, plead that your master tricked you, and never cared for you. You might get some leniency" I said. "You think the gods would forgive me for what I've done?" He said with a sneer. ""No, but thought I might as well suggest it. After all, what else am I going to do for a friend?" He died with a friendly grin on his face, because he knew that I had only done what I did because he was my friend. There goes the only friend I ever made. Killed by my own hands. It would take me years to get over it. The door opened, and someone else entered. "Come with me." The new-comer said "Or else?" I asked. A red laser dot appeared on my chest. "Oh. I see. Good gun. Let me guess, MP-5 Semi-auto with burst and full auto capability and a with laser 60 shot clip with forest camo painted on it and a 3 foot black shoulder strap." He got a stunned look on his face. "Yeah thats what it is. Now get going." I made it look like I was going to attack him, and he pulled the tigger. Click click click. "Next time, turn off the safety." I walked out and heard him turn safety off. If I lived through today, I would be kept alive. I'm gonna have fun with his head. He walked me through what looked like a holding area. As soon as I walked in I saw a man and a young kid couple years older than me. From the smell the man was a full demon. Sure enough, he had the marks of a full demon on his face. The man stood, and slowly walk towards the boy "hello again son". (A/N. Sorry. This is part of a story, Deafening Silence by l Dark Storm l. I'm sorry Dark, but you never replied to my review. If you don't like my doing this, tell me and I will take it of. Again sorry if you disagree with this.) So, I was not the only one here. "Hurry up" whispered the guard. I had wanted to listen more, but the guard wasn't going let me. "Ok. Why are you whispering?" I asked. "Just go or I'll shoot you in the back." He said and I could tell he was getting mad. "Ok. Shessh. All you had to do is answer my question." I muttered under my breath. "What did you say?" "Nothing! Just come on, I don't know where that i'm going." He walked on, going faster. Hmm what is he doing? This guy acts like an ass! Oh well, it's probably not his fault that his stuck up. Oh wait. Yes it is. By now we were a ways from the holding area. There were rooms with tinted windows on either side. "What's in those rooms, and where do they lead?" He ignored me and sped up again. What is he doing? Doesn't matter. He's never going to tell me. Has he ever gone on a vacation? "Hey pal, I do mean to be..." I never got the chance to finish my sentence, because right then my 'pal' turned and pointed the gun straight at my head. I shut up imediately. "Duck!" he shouted. As soon as I had ducked, he sent a 3-burst spray over my head. When I turned around I saw a dead guard dog. Who let him out? When I get out of here, I am definitely going to improve my relationship with all kinds of animals. By the time I turned back, the guard was about to turn the corner. I got up and ran after him. This was going to be a long stay.
Sorry about how long it took to update. Writer's block. It shouldn't happen again. If anyone has any suggestions, I will be willing to take them.
