Chapter 10: Another Strange Encounter
Night was the time were people could sleep peacefully and sometimes have romantic affairs. It was also the time which the cafe would be as empty as the cups and glasses that sat on the tables, transparent, and filled with nothingness. Sara almost always worked overtime to ensure the cafe was in top condition. However, there was one man who sat at a table, the table was brown and the hard wood on it very well carved and stained. The man had white hair and yet, it wasn't white at the same time. His hair was covered with dark shadows, the only thing that indicated that it was originally white was the outlines of his hair, almost as white as snow. His face was steeped in darkness as he drank the cup of hot coffee in his hand. The hair on his head hung downwards, reaching the top of his neck. Part of his hair would cover the left eye. Sara slowly approached the man who wore a long black coat with a white shirt on the inside, a simple attire.
"Excuse me sir! The cafe is almost closing..." Then she saw it, laced delicately around his neck, a shining object glittered a brilliant silver color. A metal chain which held a curled up dragon in the center of it. Carved into the dragon were many detailed heiroglyphs and designs of sorts. "Sir, may I ask where you got that necklace from?"
"..." The man glanced up from place, a single bloody ring which encircled around blackness was what defined his eye. Because of certain events that Sara had experienced before, she did not think of his red iris as an oddity. But she knew normal people never had it, and she also once knew one person who had red eyes as well.
"Sir?" She bent her head low, taking good look at the features of the man steeped in blackness. The man, took out a small piece of paper from his coat, a light green it was. A twenty credit bill was slapped onto the desk. Sternly, he got up from his chair and walked towards the doorway of the cafe. Sara suddenly realized, just from glancing at his clothes and his darkly shadowed white hair, that he looked familiar. She realized this was the same man from her dream, the dream of a man dragging a child towards a display of fire.
"Wind? Is that you?" She said, in an unusually weak and soft voice. In response the man merely glanced back with his blood eye, a calm expression still transfixed on his face.
"..." He would only respond with complete silence, and turned to walk out of the doorway. Into the night, now suddenly drizzling with light rain from the heavens.
"Wind!" She yelled, dashing for the still moving doorway and glancing outside from side to side, looking for the mysterious man. Was I just imagining things? Did I...just want to believe it was him? She turned around towards the kitchen, her heart still pounding with suspense and pain. I'd...better close down now...Jayden must be waiting for me to get back, he can't cook for himself...Lights that were lit inside the cafe blinked off suddenly, complete darkness would have filled the streets had it not been for the street lights illuminating the roads, now small drops of water sprinkled on it. Sara immediately turned around through the alleyway, only to be halted by a brick wall. Oh, that's strange, I could've sworn there was shortcut here...oh well...Swiveling around half way, she felt a hard object hit her head. With a silent thud to the moist ground, she collapsed to the floor. A towering and hulking figure stood above her fallen body. Muscular and large, the man would grin.
"Time to pay up for embarassing me at the cafe earlier, not so tough without your boyfriend huh?" The hulking man's hands began to reach for the fallen body when, suddenly, a light splashing could be heard, getting louder. He turned his head slightly, to see a form draped in the shadows. Only a red eye glaring out and white hair steeped in the blackness could be seen. His long coat would hang over, extending to the ground, like a raven's wings when they were folded snug around the body, waiting to attack the unwary."You want something? You want this woman huh? Well, you can't have her! She's mine!" The large man scoffed.
"..." Slowly, the figure steeped in shadows made slow steps towards the hulking man and the unconscious body. Rain started to hail from the black sky as if the heavens themselves were crying their hearts out. Water started to drop in heavy splashes on both figures.
"Don't come any closer if you want to live!" The man smirked, pulling out a gun from his waist holster.
"..." Still taking slow steps, the mysterious man seemed calm, still walking at the same pace despite the danger he was in.
"You must be deaf or something! Don't say I didn't warned you!" The larger man snarled through the night time sky and squeezed the trigger tightly. A loud bang, audible about a mile away, could be heard coming from the pistol in the man's hand. He couldn't tell whether blood was spurting out from the man's side, but the bullet seemed to have hit the man in the darkness. Water, drenched in blackness spurted out of the man's chest upon the firing, and yet he still walked calmly towards the large man as if nothing had happened. Seeing this, the large muscular man, once cocky and confident was now overcome with fear. His hand started to shake furiously, violently, while he stared through at that red eye which glared at him, which pierced his own soul with a thousand spears just from looking at it's gaze. Once again he would pull the trigger, two shots, three shots, until it clicked silently. "Y-you can't hurt me! Y-you'll be in a heap of trouble! You'll be a criminal! I'm part of the government parliament! S-stay b-back!" The claimed politician stuttered, falling to the ground and letting the pistol drop to the ground with a clank from it's metal.
"..." Beneath the darkness, that red eye of his averted it's gaze to the body on the ground, now soaked and drenched in the rain. Apparantly, the muscular man was too afraid to even stand up, remained on the ground and tensed his back against the brick wall.
"Y-you can t-take her! S-she's yours! J-just don't hurt me! Please!" The cowardice human stuttered with complete fear. Once again, the bloody eye turned it's glare towards the fear filled man who was scrambling against the wall of the alleyway. Walking calmly with a dark look on his shadow covered face, the enigmatic man swiftly and smoothly pulled out a knife, spinning it around his pale fingers. He held onto the knife in his closed palms, the blade curving upwards in a slick style and shining with fresh luster on it's glinting metal. Kneeling towards the fearful man, he pointed the small and sharp knife at the mans neck, skinning it across his neck, barely tracing a scratch. The man continued to tremble with fear and scrambled against the wall for dear life. In the moment of tension, the white haired man his hand and the knife fall to the side and stood up calmly. Still filled with fear, the large man squirming around let out a sigh of relief. What happened next was too fast to even comprehend. A pale hand grappled onto the man's collar and pulled him upwards with such force. Forced to stare into the depths of a bloody orb, the large man once again shrank into absolute fear. Immediately, the man clouded in blackness spun the knife around his fingers and jabbed it into the wall. A scream of death filled the air, but no one was there to hear, the streets empty, only rain and rippling water was there to welcome the death cry.