NOIR
by Jaded Faye
Cracking thunder cracking his skull all over again. He could have sworn it. When he'd come to the stone was cold-wet slick, and the storm was at it's peak. For a split second as he struggled to raise himself on broken limbs he thought he was staring into the face of his own grave-stone.
THOMAS
The name etched deep into the rock. But it was a surname, a last name...and this was not his last anything so help him God. But God had done his part in the boy waking up at all, and even through the pain of cracked bone and torn skin the boy felt he should grateful for even that. The world was in fog blurring in and out through the rain. He stumbled as he used the nearby stone, the one that bore his own name and someone elses, to stand on badly trembling legs.
"THOMAS!"
The voice barely cut through the downpour, barely reached his clouded comprehension. But whether he registered that it was his name or just a random sound the agent turned, fast as he could manage it, and saw what at first seemed a ghost moving amongst the rows of stones marking it's fellow dead.
Cracking thunder for a second time opening that canyon in his skull and he winced, his whole body moving with the effort of dodging the pain of the invisible blow. He couldn't really see the person coming toward him. Should he try to run? No, too suspicious, and he'd not get far if the person decided to chase. It may just be a concerned civillian, better he take his chances, try to cover for himself, for all they knew he could have been mugged, he'd keep silent, not give away where he was from.
And if it was one of Noir's men?
Well he'd have a better shot trying to fight them off where he stood than turning his back on them and either being gunned down or caught instantly. If he were killed? Well there was a grave laid out right here for him, it almost seemed appropriate. Maybe Mr. Thomas wouldn't mind sharing.
How odd...he hadn't thought it before. An english name... but he was in paris? He'd only just...
the world was falling with the rain, the figure was getting closer, he was falling, everything...