Book II: Impending Twilght
Chapter 122: The gathering storm
Point of View Naomi
It wasn't until the first rays of light peeked over the mountains on the horizon that we reached Snowbelle. A bitter air lingered around the outer countryside of Snowbelle. My body shivered as I took things one numb step at a time, leaving a new print in the snow. Stark didn't seem as bothered, at times I almost thought he'd be easy to lose out here in the snow if it weren't for his black rings. Raiden seemed just as frozen as me, often rubbing the numbness from his shivering arms.
"How much further?" Stark broke the silence that had stuck for hours.
"At the top of that hill," Raiden looked ahead.
The three of us fought our way up, and when there we had a view of Snowbelle. Down below the city still slumbered, the only sign of life being the illuminations of the cities lights. Only a little more time and the inhabitants would be out starting their days.
"You three made it," a voice spoke from behind. I jumped back and spun to the source only to see a marowak with his arms crossed.
Stark stepped forward, "Rhy-"
"Ah-ah-ah, Rei," the marowak shook his head.
"How did you know the exact moment we'd arrive?" Raiden asked.
"The tablet device, I was able to monitor your progression the entire time."
"Right, I should have known," Stark grumbled, before turning away. "Anyways, we did our part. Your mercenaries or whatever you want to call them are coming. You promised me a cure after all of this was over."
"After the war, Stark," Rei said, sounding bored. "Everything here has gone well, almost. Every one of the WPA leaders has acknowledged the information I have given. Yet none of them wants to listen to one another, let alone a complete stranger. The only one who really holds any authority is Zack, but he doesn't know how to lead the WPA, let alone anything else."
"So you're fearing that no one will act?" I asked.
"Unfortunately, I have to take matters into my own hands. I will need your help, Stark."
"I have no intention of fighting your war," Stark muttered.
"Right," Rei gave an understanding nod. "And might I remind you that your survival depends on this war. Now, I have need of you, so come."
"Fine," Stark growled. "But under one circumstance I will help. You'll leave Naomi out of this war."
"That much I can promise," Rei smirked. "She was never a part of my plan to begin with. Now, we must speak in private, there is much to discuss."
"Whatever you have to say, you can say it here."
"What I have to say is meant for our ears and ours alone. I'm afraid if Naomi and Raiden knew what they weren't supposed to, I would have to resort to drastic measures to keep them quiet if I felt threatened by them at any point."
"And what makes you think I'm any better, what're you scheming?"
"I told you, only when in private I will tell you."
"Fine, then we'll talk," Stark agreed, before turning to me. "Naomi, can you wait here until I'm back, or should I just meet you somewhere in Snowbelle?"
"You won't be back till late," Rei added. "Here," the marowak threw reached into his bag and threw something at Raiden to catch. "That's a key card to the hotel right by the WPA base. You can use that as a place to stay, all expenses paid. I figured you three would appreciate a warm place to stay until this is over."
"Right, thanks," Raiden said as he inspected the key card. "What's the room number?"
"Ask the front desk, and use the name Rei. They should have pokemon workers there that can help you."
"Alright," Raiden nodded, before stashing it in his bag.
"Now then, let's go Stark, we're short on time and I have things that need done."
Stark shot Rei a glare, before walking to me and giving me a strong nuzzle. "Sorry, I thought we'd actually have a chance to rest." Stark leaned in to my ear and whispered to me, "He's planning something, be careful." And just as fast as he said that he was leaving me for the marowak.
"I'll see you later, Naomi. Try to be around when I get back, I'd like to talk," Stark said to me.
"Have fun you two," Raiden waved.
"Fun… right," Stark scoffed, before leaving with the marowak.
The two of us waited a minute, before Raiden broke the silence, "So, what did he whisper to you?"
I stared off into the city and began walking towards it. "He told me to be careful," I answered, leaving out the part about being suspicious of Rhys. While I wanted to share that with the raichu, I still wasn't to sure of how loyal he was to us versus Rhys.
The two of us made our way into the city. We didn't have to ask too many pokemon for directions to find the way to the hotel near the WPA base.
When we arrived,I was actually a bit surprised. It wasn't a five-star hotel, but the place still seemed quite nice. It was four stories high, and from the outside the place looked rather new. All I could hope is that this went better than my last hotel experience with Raiden...
The two of us entered in, and the first thing I noticed was the warmth of the heating system. In the front lobby I stopped a moment to just bask in the warmth. It had been so long since I actually felt warmth, and just being here made me want to curl up into a ball in front of a fireplace. Although, I had a good feeling this hotel didn't have fireplaces for each of the rooms.
While I waited near a vent, Raiden worked on figuring out our room number. It didn't take him more than a few minutes to have it. From there, we made our way up to the fourth floor, and down to the last room of a hall. There we found the front entrance to our room. Just under our room number read the words "Executive suite"
"Hey, give me a lift so I can get this thing open," Raiden requested. I stood below the key reader, and Raiden climbed up onto my back where he was easily able to swipe it through. A click sounded and Raiden opened the door.
"Alright, I'm passing out on the bed!" the raichu exclaimed as he ran in.
I followed in behind him, a bit wary from our travels too, but still suspicious of anything Rhys might have done to the room. I closed the door behind me and went down a small hall. The first door on the right, which had been left open led into our bathroom. To my surprise it was much larger than I expected, with a glossy marble-like floor, and a large bath that'd rival a hot-tub in the middle.
No doubt I'd be taking a hot bath tonight. I couldn't even remember the last time I got a proper bath. Satisfied with what I saw there, I went into the main room of the suite. Inside I found a three person couch, two beds, and a small bookshelf full of untouched books. I gave a small look through it, and I wasn't even surprised that I couldn't recognize even one of the books, they were all ancient and by unknown authors.
My eyes drifted over to Raiden who was already snoozing away on the bed. For some reason the image brought a smile to me. How could someone so dangerous look so peaceful that fast?
Taking my stare from him, I made my way back into the bathroom. I walked up the large bathtub and turned on the hot water. May as well freshen up, and fall into the comfort of a hot bath.
Point of View Stark
"You can't be serious?" I snapped at the marowak.
Rei leaned against a tree with both his arms crossed. "I've already told you, it has to be done."
"Why me though! Raiden's just as capable of doing that, or any other of your pawns!"
"It's true, at one point I did have someone I would have preferred to help me with this, but at the moment her assistance isn't available."
"I don't care, I won't put myself in that situati-"
"Do it for Naomi," Rhys interjected.
"Don't fucking bring her into this!" I jumped in front of Rhys, just one inch from killing him, but stopped myself at a snarl.
"If I do what you're asking, Naomi will be in danger! If one thing goes wrong I won't be able to see her again, I won't be able to stay in Kalos! I'm already wanted as it is!"
"I see how it is," Rhys pushed himself from the tree. "I couldn't blame you for not wanting to be involved in something like this, but I can assure you that we won't be compromised. And after I will have the power to clear your record clean. Then you and Naomi can disappear to wherever you want. If not, then I'm afraid this was will fail, and your time with Naomi will be short."
"Just shut up," I growled, showing my fangs.
"Face it, you won't last much longer. Remember how your condition was before I gave you those meds to help with your condition? Just imagine a month from now, you'll be coughing up blood everywhere and just wanting to die. And Naomi being her will suffer through it with you, she'll watch as the umbreon she loved is reduced to a broken husk."
This time I didn't respond. He wasn't lying, I feared those exact thoughts myself.
"And one more thing," Rhys kneeled down to my level, staring my deep in the eyes. "If you don't help me, I'll simply tell her your little secret."
"My secret? I don't know what you're-"
"You're a fake," Rhys coldly stated. "You think she'll love you the same if she realizes that those blue eyes mark you as a reanimation? You might look like the real Stark, but in the end you're just an imposter living a lie. Your thoughts aren't your own, you were forced to be who you are, the doppelganger of the real Stark. How do you think she would feel about that?"
My snarled came to a stop as I backed away from the marowak. "You would really do that to me after all this?"
"I owe you nothing but what I promised, and even then I don't have to follow through on that. That's why I want your help Stark, because I hold a lot of leverage over you. Now, I don't like manipulating you, but it has to be done. Help me with this one last thing and you'll be allowed your freedom and your cure to your sickness."
For a moment I couldn't answer. How could I? That bastard was keeping me on a tight leash, making me do whatever tricks he wanted to, only to just dangle a treat out of my reach. Fucking bastard, when this was over he's going to suffer if he doesn't keep his word.
"Keep your word then, and if you betray me, I'll make sure everyone knows who you really are, Rei."
The marowak gave a smile, "Splendid. We have a lot of preparation to do now, so we need to get to work."
"Not yet. If I do this, I want to spend one more night with Naomi."
"You really lack the confidence of doing this right."
"You're sending me on a mission where if one thing goes wrong, I'm finished. If I do this, I want to make sure I leave Naomi in a good place. I want her to know to know that if I'm not back or if anything happens to make that I want her to get far away from all of this."
"Fair enough, I'll grant you this one night to prepare yourself. Just remember, you're not to tell her anything."
Point of View Black
I gave a long yawn as I walked through the busy cafeteria of the WPA base. Like the last one this one was pretty identical. It was just a big open warehouse with different sections for different things. At this time of morning the cafeteria was beyond busy. For almost the past hour I waited in a line for food, only to discover after I got out of line that my Father could have just skipped it all for me with his executive status.
So here I was, eating breakfast with my father at our own table… As nice as the thought sounded it was really the most awkward thing ever. Since our reunion the two of us never really got a chance to be alone, and usually we only saw each other for breakfast and occasionally dinner. At times the flareon would try to start conversations, but I just felt I didn't have a lot to say to him. Our relationship just felt dead.
"So, Ryder, while I was against it, how did you like being with that human?"
"He was fine," I mumbled, before taking a mouthful of the scrambled eggs, which tasted very powdery. I would have to guess this is what fake eggs tasted like, since Flare always mentioned not to eat them from the hotels we stayed at.
"Ah, so how long were you two together?"
"I don't know."
My Dad gave a long sigh, "Is there anything you want to talk about? You know once things pick up here I won't be able to see you much, if at all."
"I really don't know." From the corner of my eye I could see the disappointment on his face. Quite funny really, since he neglected his family for his WPA duties.
"Ryder," My dad started, his voice sounding more serious all of a sudden. I glanced up towards him. "We're back home you know. It's only about an hour away, if we wanted we could go visit Kaz and your mother."
My ears twitched at the mention of those two. I could see them so clearly, the warm smile of my mother, the genuine kindness of my eldest brother. I could see it all, down to every last drop of blood that was spilled. I shook my head clear of the thoughts, even if it did look silly.
"I… I don't think I'm-"
"It's fine," My dad gave a weak smile. "I know you went through a lot back then, I understand if you're not ready. I never feel ready when I go to visit, and I feel like I never will be."
I stared down at my meal, suddenly feeling a loss of appetite. "I just really don't want to think about them anymore. Remembering just hurts a lot."
"It's fine Ryder, whenever you're ready. But if you change your mind, tomorrow I'll be going to visit very early in the morning. Unfortunately, I won't have a lot of time to spend with them, but I promised myself while I was here I'd make some time for them."
"But why now?" I glared back up at Dad. "You never did when I was younger, I rarely ever saw you."
He gave a dry chuckle, breaking eye contact. His words became heavy as he responded, "Because, I was too dumb to do it when I should have. I won't cover it up, Ryder, I screwed up a lot back then. I really do regret it, I really do. I loved you all very much, but at the time I really lost sight of what I should have been doing. I allowed my own creation, the WPA to consume my life."
I wanted to say a lot to my Father for that small bit of honesty. But I just still couldn't bring myself to tolerate the idea of him not being around to protect us when we needed it. If he really was around then maybe everything could have been avoided.
Point of View Stark
It felt as if I had been left with so little time. A good portion of which was spent rushing my way to the hotel Rhys had gotten us. By the time I had gotten the information about our room and made my way up to the top floor I was short of breath. I waited in front of the door taking deep breaths before knocking.
I pawed at the ground while waiting, half tempted to just bang at the door again. A few more seconds and the door handle budged, and the door cracked open.
"Stark?" Naomi asked.
I peeped through the small opening, seeing her and giving a frail smile. She returned it and opened the door fully for me. When entering in I exhaled a sigh of relief, glad that I finally made it to her. I walked through the hotel room. My nose caught a sweet fragrance in the air.
"So, how'd everything go?" Naomi asked as she followed behind me.
"You bathed, didn't you?" I commented, looking back at her but ignoring the question. I suddenly noticed that her coat of fur seemed to look much softer and I almost wanted to brush up against it.
"Oh umm, yeah, there is a bath here so I took a chance to freshen up. They even had some shampoos here for us. Why, it doesn't smell bad, does it?" Naomi started to sniff her paw.
"No, no, it smells good on you," I admitted.
"Are you implying it'd smell bad on someone else?" Naomi gave a playful grin.
"I'm implying that if it was on Raiden it'd be kind of odd and may send off the wrong message." Naomi chuckled at the jest, making me nervously smile.
"Well, I guess I'd be a bit baffled if I smelled that on him, since he's supposed to be intimidating."
"Speaking of him, where is he?" I glanced around the room, seeing no raichu anywhere.
"When we got back he took a long power nap, then he claimed he wanted to go out and see some old friends."
"Hmmm, any idea who?"
"I didn't ask."
"I see." I gave a shrug, not really caring. I hopped up onto one of the beds in the room and collapsed, feeling the ecstasy of sinking into a mattress for the first time in so long. Oh how I wanted to just melt away right here for the rest of the night.
It didn't take long for Naomi to join me. She curled up right next to me, laying her head over my back. As I predicted her fur was very soft and smooth, and her smell was very welcoming. It was so easy to just close my eyes and drift off.
"You never did tell me how it went?" Naomi murmured.
At first, I didn't respond. This wasn't what I wanted to think about right now, I just wanted to spend this time with Naomi without thinking of what I had to do. I also refused to involve Naomi in any of this, I would do it for her and myself, but I would never let her get involved.
"Stark?" Naomi brought her head up and I was more than sure she was looking me directly in my closed eyes.
"I…" I opened my eyes in defeat, knowing I couldn't hide everything. Looking her directly in the eyes I rose up and nuzzled against her.
"I don't want to involve you in this. What Rhys is asking of me might get me killed or in trouble. I think I can do it, but there's always that chance that I'll mess up, and because of that I won't involve you in this."
"Then don't do it!" Naomi piped up. Her paw pushed against me, forcing me to my back. Repositioning her paw, she stood over my chest, but with her weight she was only a leaf over me, and I could easily blow her away any second. Still, I just looked into those red eyes of hers, seeing all the fear and worry. I was always more than happy to let Naomi think she could hold some control over me, so I just remained pinned.
"I have to," I replied.
"No! No you don't!" Naomi shouted. "Let's just walk away from all of this, we did everything we promised and-"
"And then what?" I interrupted, silencing her. "You, me, we can both lose our minds as we crumble away from our conditions?" My paws reached out, grabbing Naomi around the neck and pulling her into my chest.
I whispered into her ear, "I won't let any of that happen. If I have to die to keep you safe then so be it, I'm more terrified of losing you than myself anyways." I have a dull chuckle from me saying those words again. Funny how I always put her before me, before I met her I never thought someone would have me under some silly spell that felt so cheesy.
"But I don't want to lose you," Naomi whimpered from against my chest. Her warm breath became hard as I felt her heart beating harder, coinciding with my own in this fear.
"I won't fail, I'll come back," I blurted out, knowing that saying those words wouldn't change anything.
"But-"
"Just know," I held her against me tighter. "After this we're done, I made him swear. We can leave, go live anywhere we want, we'll be cured of our problems, then no more killing, we can just settle down."
"Promise me," Naomi pulled free from my grip, forcing her stare on me. Under her I felt like a weakling, unable to give her the brutal truth that I may not make it. Just for this moment I wanted to believe. Instead of giving her a yes or no I just simply went up and kissed her. Naomi returned the kiss and when it was over we were both just strangely looking at each other, looking lost. Of course the two of us had kissed many times, but in the past things had always taken away from a romantic environment. With some honesty I wasn't really sure where to go past this.
"Raiden should be gone for a while," Naomi hinted with a playful grin, before kissing me again. I laid in place. If I thought I was powerless against her earlier, then I was mistaken. My heart started to race in my chest as her crotch sat over my own.
I exhaled a breath I couldn't control. This was really happening. Naomi and I were going to do it right here, and possibly bear our first child. I may be a father to a child. Someone's role model.
Naomi continued to make out with me, making me excited in a way I never felt before, and while I desperately needed this, I just couldn't.
Almost too numb in ecstasy, I pulled my head from Naomi. "Stop," I whimpered, almost too terrified to plead. Naomi almost instantly retracted from my face.
"What's wrong?" She asked. My eyes clenched shut as I turned my head to hide my shame.
"I… I can't," I uttered.
"What do you mean, you're not impotent, are you?"
"Not that, I just can't be a father," I spoke quickly, just wanting to disappear at this instant.
"What makes you think that?" I peeked an eye open to see the confusion on Naomi face.
"I mean I shouldn't be a father. If we do this then you'll get pregnant. I mean look at me," I looked Naomi in the eyes, wanting her to see the man I was. "I'm a killer, I've killed my whole life, I've murdered so many. What kind of father would I be after all of that? I have nothing to teach our son or daughter, I only know how to kill, I never even had a relation with my own parents, so I can't even imitate what they did. What if our children turn out like me, what if-"
"Stark!" Naomi snapped, biting at my ear and pushing me flat into the mattress with the strength of an ursaring. This time I felt like I didn't have the strength to get her off, even if for different reasons.
"Maybe you have done bad things," Naomi started. "Maybe you wouldn't make a perfect ideal father. But, I won't believe you're incapable of loving a family, spending time with your children. Maybe you could learn from your past and use it to teach them the right way."
"It's not that easy Naomi. You already know the demon m-"
"Don't refer to yourself as that, you're not some killing machine!" Faster than I could respond Naomi slammed her head into mine. Her and I both grunted in pain as she fell over top of me, while I nearly blacked out for a second.
In a pained voice Naomi said, "You're not a demon, Stark. I love you, and I wouldn't love you if you weren't capable of change. If you're not ready that's fine, but I know you would make a great father."
"But what if they turn out like me?"
"Being like you isn't bad!" Naomi shouted at me.
"And how do you know?"
"Because," Naomi barely smirked. "Back when you were supposed to train me, you failed to make me a killer. You just simply suck at being the bad guy and had nothing to pass onto me as a teacher."
I flinched at her answer. She really thought I was bad at being bad…. For some reason this made me laugh, and while my laughs hurt my throbbing head, I just couldn't help myself. She might actually not be wrong, Jack did order me to make a killer of her, and somehow I failed at that. And she was supposed to be a merciless killer like me, and now here we are, in bed about to share a special moment, and I still failed to make her emotionless… I really screwed up there.
"You get it now?" Naomi nuzzled against me. "You're not a terrible pokemon, I really believe you're a great person."
"You really put a lot of faith into who I am," I chuckled, before grabbing Naomi with both of my paws and throwing her to her side with me ending up on top of her. Naomi's eyes widened in shock as her limbs closed up in a defensive position.
"You really think I will be a good father?"
With no hesitation she answered, "Of course."
"Thanks," I whispered to her, before kissing Naomi again. Her body loosened as the two of us made out, and fell back into what we were doing earlier. I repositioned myself more comfortably over her with our chests touching. I could feel her heart thumping in excitement as she became more relaxed and submissive.
So maybe this would be the last time I see Naomi. Perhaps not. Either way, I wasn't going to die without fulfilling at least one fantasy I've had since I fell for her.
Point of View Zylen
It wasn't until late-day that we finally arrived back at the wretched Snowbelle city. How sick of this place I was. Nearly died here twice, now I was about to make it three times. I hate my life style…
Annie and I had agreed to go to the WPA, but not before we stopped for dinner. The two of us hadn't eaten all day and it was about time. Thankfully we managed to find a café that wasn't too busy at this hour. There wasn't a huge variety of food, so I settled on a ham sandwich. It all made sense on why Annie insisted on this place when she ordered three slices of cheese cake and a pretzel… You would think she'd be fatter than hell with her eating habits, but somehow her metabolism allowed her to keep the curvy hips and a flat gut.
The two of us sat at a table, eating our foods and not really paying attention to the other humans and pokemon around. Most were just humans who for some reason had to be seen writing in public…
Annie shoveled the cake down, completely absorbed in her favorite meal. I took a bite at my sandwich, and I didn't seem to enjoy it as much as Annie enjoyed her meal. Maybe even her last meal.
I washed down my sandwich with my coffee, which scorched my tongue, but I hardly noticed.
"Want some?" Annie spoke with a mouth full of cake. I turned my gaze up to see her pushing out her third slice.
"I'm fine," I said before shoving the last of my sandwich down. "What I really want is a-"
"A smoke?" Annie interrupted. "You know you're going to kill yourself with that stuff, ri-"
"Yeah, yeah," I rolled my eyes. "My career should have killed me by now. Besides, that cheesecake is going to fatten you up, and that's not bad for you?"
"Tff, silly zoroark, I don't get fat"
"No? Then maybe all your extra carbs go into all that ear hair you braixen have."
"That sounds racist towards braixen you know," Annie laughed.
"Right, I've heard the messed up jokes you've said, I really can't take that statement seriously from you."
"Bigot."
"Whatever," I smirked, although it didn't last long. Maybe nothing was going to last much longer for us. I didn't really start thinking about it until after I proposed leaving Kalos with Annie and Flare for a while, but how much longer were we going to get by?
I didn't like the thought of Annie getting hurt. And doing this was risky, it could just as easily go for us as go against us. This could be our last happy moment together.
"You've been quiet," Annie started. "Is everything alright?"
I have a sigh before answering. "Aren't you a little worried about all of this? I mean we could die; I know it's for your brother but aren't you the least bit worried about your safety?"
"I am," Annie placed down her fork, giving me her full attention. "I'm terrified really, but I have to. For Flare."
"I see," I said, just accepting it how it was.
"Speaking of which, we should get going." Annie stood, leaving a half slice of cake behind. "You coming?" She glanced back at me. I just simply rose and followed behind the anxious braixen.
When out onto the snowy streets she was almost running. I ran to keep up with her, but I didn't feel as motivated. I didn't want to rush to my death.
"Annie," I said, but she never took notice. "Annie!" I shouted at her, making her slide to a stop over a layer of ice.
"What's up?" her ears attentively rose up, her tail swaying back and forth in her anxiousness.
I found when we stopped I couldn't say it. How would I admit I was finally losing my nerve? I had become terrified of the thought of facing the WPA, they'd kill us. If not, then who knows what they'd do with us.
"N-Never mind," I hesitantly said.
"You sure?" Annie crossed her arms. "You've been pretty quiet today. You feeling alright, do you need to stop?"
"Maybe a cigarette break wouldn't hurt…" I said.
"Sure," Annie smiled. The two of us both sat against a building as I lit up a cigarette and inhaled the fumes. I went slow, my breaths were small, and I was sure to wait before taking in more.
"You know," I started, staring off into space, "If Dawn does want to fight us, neither of us will stand a chance, right?"
"I'm aware of the consequences Zy," Annie stood. "You've gotten me this far, Zylen, if you don't want to face her I'll understand. I'm capable of finishing this myself, after all it's my-"
"It's not that," I interrupted, using the wall to help me up. "It's that you could die, I don't want that."
"Then what about Flare and clearing our names and assuring her that we didn't betray the WPA. If not, we're going to have to leave Kalos for good."
"I know, I know," I pressed my palm to my head. "I just don't know about facing her. I've heard a lot of stories, and I don't want to confirm the legends."
Annie placed a hand over my shoulder. My eyes beamed up to meet her smile. "Like I said you don't have to come; I can handle the rest. But, I don't think you need to worry in all honesty. Aren't you the one who went against a legendary on your own and lived? Not even in the fables will you hear that, a god is supposed to be unmatched and you outfoxed one. So I doubt you need to worry about some old lady, plus you'll have me to back you up."
I grabbed onto Annie's arm as I looked into her eyes. It was trust, and she was putting it in me. She was right, I did outsmart a god, I had no reason to fear that old wench.
"You're right," I nodded before she helped me back up. I threw the remainder of my cigarette into the snow, stomping it out with my foot. "We should probably get going then."
"If you're ready."
"I am," I said with more confidence.
Point of View Third person
The blades of the helicopter spun to life as the machine lifted off the helipad. Inside sitting with a team of armed guards was Ghost. The human sat quietly in a deep thought. The flight lasted no longer than an hour before the pilot brought them down just outside of Snowbelle in a large clearing in the woods.
Sliding the door open, all the soldiers poured out into their own positions. It was almost as if on cue that a black jeep pulled into sight, shining its bright lights onto the soldiers.
"All clear, sir," one of the men knocked on the helicopter, and Ghost followed out and headed for the jeep. One of his guards opened the door for him and he climbed in, and all the armed men followed in. The tires spun off, taking them on a bumpy ride through the forest and towards Snowbelle.
"Everything is set up, sir. On your command we're ready to carry out our orders.
Ghost didn't bother looking at the one talking. "Very well, show them the pain their insolence has brought them. Oh, and do remind them not to kill the zorua or The White Reaper."
"The orders have been made clear sir, but I will make sure no one makes that mistake."
Ghost leaned back into his seat, looking towards the palm of his hand. Blood still stuck to the leather of the gloves, dried up from the years of his dirty work. And tonight his hands would be drenched in bright red.
Chapter End
Author Note: Hey, I made my deadline XD. Anyhoo, not a lot to say. Things have been slow in the story, but things will be picking up very soon. Also, in a few days I'm changing my username to Noir, or w/e variation of that name I can get that I like. After writing that scene with Naomi and Stark I don't think I want the name Mr Gray anymore... Anyhoo, thanks for reading, and I'd love to hear your thoughts!