Life's Complications
Disclaimer:
Well of course i own them... envy me... rolls eye
Dedicated to:
Chariz
yup... chariz cuenca... i know she wouldn't even have the chance to read this nor that she would want to... TT i relly miss her though... and plus i got the idea froma dream she hadlong ago
Claimer:
well i own the original characters i put here... i made them... and i'm currently making a comic about them... well most f them...
A/N:
the concept might remind you of knight hunters/weiz kreuz and oh it's gerard centric... kind of...
The night is dark and the moon is illuminating. Once again, a precious life will end tonight. After working like this for so many years, he still feels a vile in his stomach every time he takes another life. Innocent or not he still feels it's wrong. Well he shouldn't he's an assassin after all. Wherever can you find a killer who finds remorse in killing.
Bang
Mission complete
He was just glad he didn't have to 'finish' their job tonight. 'Looks like Manx was kind tonight'
A silent shoosh in the air then a breaking of glass was heard. "Oh shit!" he thought out loud. A slim guy, dressed in a black fitting pants and a long sleeve, appeared hanging at the window, his face completely covered by a black mask.
"Oh shit indeed kitty." a feminine voice, from behind, mocked him.
He looked back, surprised to see that it was really a female behind him. She was smirking at him and her curvy figures illuminated from the dark.
"Hi missy? Haven't you seen the sign?" he took his fighting stance and attacked the girl wearing the same outfit as to the guy in the window. She was fighting pretty well for a girl.
"No girls allowed."
"Well I guess you just don't write legible."
Bang
The guy from the window fired again. Several gunshots were heard and he instinctively took cover. 'shit that guy is derange, maybe he's planning on killing his comrade as well'
Bang
"Augh!"
"Oh shit, Balinese!"