Noir

by JadedFaye

CHAPS 7,8,9 ADDED. The end is in sight. I have a plan! Mwahahah! The key to immortality lies in Allan Quartermain,who cannot die. But has a madman already destroyed his best shot at the hunter during a confrontation with an American Secret Service Agent?

8. Chapter 8

NOIR

JadedFaye

Daylight peels off the horizon, and the insides of Paris are revealed to be dark. An old Hunter is neither surprised nor concerned. His eyes see better in the dark in nowadays; perhaps he's too accustomed to it.

A faint pulse beneath the skin is not something the Great Hunter recognizes as life. Not in the young man laying before him. Skin ash white, close to the color of slick stone, carved with the young man's name, marking the place where he fell - where he almost fell. The storm seemed to wash away the boy's life before Allan's very eyes. That bold audacity, to stand in the face of your own mortality. Was that the very last of the living-Thomas Sawyer that the world would ever see? That strength seeping out of him, swept away in the rain, abandoning the boy when he needed it most.

Quartermain had seen many last stands in his time. He had faced his own more than once. This could not be it for the young agent. Not this, not now. Not when he was so close. Not again. He had learned from his failures. Had gone as far as death and back, just to learn. He would not fall victim to the same foolish mistake that killed him the first time, he would not fall victim to same foolish life that killed his son the last.

And this boy, was very much a son to Allan.