Hey everybody! My computer is broken, how, I have no clue. There's a crossed circuit somewhere, so they tell me. Hopefully I shall have my own compy back soon. Until then, relax with a short chapter eight.
Chapter 8: Old and New
Knives paced back and forth in his grand study. He glanced out the window every so often in hopes of seeing Kat retuning to the mansion. He knew logically that that was not going to happen any time soon, but this new feeling he had was starting to blur his reasoning abilities. He had let his second hand man, Legato, go, which was not in his nature. He knew why he had though. He and Kat were friends. And even though he played it like he didn't care about her, he did. But he had soon learned that he needed someone to do his dirty work. Just the usual stuff like sending his brother a threatening message, mass destruction, causing trouble for Vash to get involved in, making the basis for hard decisions. He needed some one to do this for him, while he stayed hidden, giving Vash reason to keep moving. See when Vash moved from place to place, it gave Knives reason to ruin his reputation further. Knives loved this game of cat and mouse he so lovingly played with his brother. Kat was the wild card though. Kat was the one thing that they fought over wanting, not out of protection or sense of duty. In all of the battles between Vash, and ,one way or another, Knives, Vash fought for peace and to protect the humans and to have a happy ending while Knives, fought for destruction, death, and to ruin Vash mentally and emotionally. But Kat, oh, they both fought to have her. Vash loved her sure, but the way that Knives saw it, he could give her everything, even love. This girl sparked something inside him that he had never felt before. He hated it. He hated feeling like he needed something that he couldn't get for himself. But he always got what he wanted in the end and he wanted her, so now all he had to worry about was how to justify the means to his end. So he found another lost soul to serve his purpose, be the disillusioned youth he could promise emptily to. And he came in his favorite type of package, the one with amnesia attached. Knives' lies impacted this boy tenfold. More so than any other person would have been affected.
Feros was a handsome youth of 21 with shaggy, black hair and brilliant red eyes. He was tall as well, and muscular. He had a tattoo of an obsidian dragon crawling up his left arm. The man was perfect for fighting, strong build, quick wit, and sharp eye to boot. If anyone could give Vash a run for his money, he could. Besides, he was kind. Kat would befriend him as she did everyone and Feros would be what kept her with here with him when he finally kidnapped her back again. He was not going to take this laying down, that was for sure. If Kat wanted love and security, that was what Knives would give her.
Well that's all for now, thanks to sabby for updating and I will have chappy nine up as soon as my baby is fixed. I'm so lonely….
Luv to all
bri
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