-dream-
"Lao, watch over her while we're gone. Make sure your other brothers and sisters behave as well." An older woman said. She looked no older than her mid 20's, however, to the two children in front of her she was much older. Time had been good to her though, making her more beautiful as the time passed. Her soft, loving eyes never leaving them.
"Yes mama..." The older boy, Lao, murmured, "I'll make sure she's safe. I won't let any of them find us." The boy looked no older than 15; wrapping an arm around the shoulders of a younger and much smaller child. Her shoulders small and frail as if she would break if her were to put too much pressure.
"Be good to your brother, okay?" A man said as he approached the small group, his eyes were a bit more stern than the woman's, but nonetheless still loving as he stared down towards the two.
"Yes, papa..." The little girl's voice was soft; weak. "You'll come back though, right, papa?" She asked.
The man nodded as he knelt down before the young girl, padding her head, "I will come back, safe and sound with mama. And we'll all go eat out again like we always do." He gave her a warm smile. "Behave... This nice family will take good care of you and your siblings." He stated.
"Okay..." She said lightly before blushing at his actions. "You be careful papa!" She said as loud as she could muster before her small body racked with coughs.
"Don't push yourself, Mei!" Lao said worriedly, kneeling down to her height and frowning with concern.
"Shhh... I'll be careful my young child.. You rest and when you get all better, we'll go to that lake you love down by the village." With that said, the man hugged his two children and tears streamed down his face, "I love you both... Please, stay safe." He stood, then began to walk away. The woman did the same to the two before following suit after the man.
The young girl Mei, who looked no older than 4, began to cry.
"Shhh..." Lao said as he gently picked her up, "Don't cry... Mama and papa will be back.. Don't cry..." The boy said as he also began to feel warm wet tears crawl down his soft and fare cheeks.
Suddenly the scene changed into nothing. And a Shriek filled the air.
-reality-
The woman the Roshigumi had captured, the one Okita was in charge of watching, shot up with a start. Her eyes were open wide but they were as dull and glossy as a doll's. Her back arched in pain and she felt a burning sensation crawl up her spine as she collapsed back down onto the floor. She opened her mouth in a silent scream as tears rolled down her cheeks endlessly.
The overwhelming sensation of someone's fear flled the room like a wild fire. Okita's eyes opened just as his natural instinct caught onto the feeling, "What the-" But he stopped for a moment. He caught sight of the mute he was tasked to watch writhing in pain on the floor. She seemed absolutely petrified, her skin so pale she seemed like a ghost, but more than that, she looked as if she was in agony. Okita quickly moved once he gathered himself, rushing over to her and having to throw himself over her to keep her pinned to the ground before she could hurt herself or break her restraints. "Someone get Sanan or Inoue! Now!" He shouted just as he caught a glimpse of some rank-and-file men walking through the courtyard.
His shout caught their attention easily, making them turn to him, and without question went off to find Sanan or Inoue.
It wasn't long before Inoue and Sanan ran into the room and went to Okita and the thrashing woman. "What happened?!" Sanan asked in a Panic. Inoue took over for Okita as he held down her shoulders while Sanan Held down her hips and looked at her.
"I don't know, the damn woman just started acting like this... She's a mute." Okita replied as he gestured to her.
Sanan frowned a bit before he looked back down to the woman beneath him, "Miss…! Listen to my voice…! It is all a horrible nightmare, you need to wake up!"
But the woman didn't budge, her tears never ending and her silent screams piercing through the heart of Inoue. "Miss, please wake up... you're safe… What ever you are dreaming, it cannot harm you anymore..." He whispered into her ear, as if cooing a child to sleep. And it must have hit something because the thrashing died down and she seemed to realize she had to wake up. The glossy, distant look in her eyes began to disappear as she blinked it away, her body slowly calming as her eyes focused on the men around her. "I'm glad you're awake. Gave us quite the scare, Miss..." He said with a soft, almost father-like smile.
"You alright? We still have to fight, woman." Souji grinned.
She glared daggers at him, even as sweat coated her skin.
-later-
After informing Serizawa of what had occurred that morning, as expected, he brushed it off and continued with the fight that the woman would have with Okita. The whole Roshigumi had gathered for the event in the courtyard. Souji stood in the middle, along with the nameless woman.
"You can win this Souji!" Heisuke shouted.
"Yeah! You can do it!" Shouted a comrade-in-arms.
Others began to cheer for their comrade, who in turn smirked.
The woman however just seemed as cool as the spring air. She was given the option of tying up her hair, which she took, and was even given some food and water a but before the match to replenish her strength, Okita wanted to give her a fighting chance at the very least.
"Ready?" Serizawa asked. "Don't hold back.. make this fight enjoyable, won't you boy?" He looked between the two, a wolfish grin stretching the corners of his lips before he raised his hand then brought it down quickly, "FIGHT."
The courtyard went silent as the two took their stances. The woman took an offensive stance, and some of the men couldn't help but think she looked like a fox ready to strike its prey. Her eyes narrowed in a threatening glare, the hair on the back of her neck standing on end.
I need to win… I need to keep moving… or he's going to get them before I do.
Okita got into his normal stance, the flat part of the blade of his katana sliding along the back of his hand as he elevated it to about eye level, and bending his knees. "I hope you realize that I am not holding back, even if you're a girl." He grinned as he saw her lips pull back on her teeth as if she growled.
In a swift movement she charged at him, almost too fast for people to see, turning into a blur as she jumped into the air, bringing her leg down towards his head. He blocked it with the flat part of his blade before swinging towards her. She moved back quickly and stared daggers at him. He ran at her before she could think and swung his blade towards her torso. She jumped back, narrowly escaping the tip of his blade as it cut through her dress and breaking skin. A small thin line of blood was scarcely seen by the onlookers. people cheered.
Now she looked surprised.
He… How could a… But more than that surprise, she seemed-impressed.
"Oh look at that, I've seemed to lay a hit on you." Okita grinned.
Serizawa smirked.
That stinging sensation that came from the small cut brought her to te realization she shouldn't be underestimating this man. He was skilled, and she had to give him that respect of giving him a challenge. The woman ran at him, ducking beneatht he swing of his blade before punching him behind his knees then jumping onto his shoulders to wrap her legs around his neck, however, he caught her by surprise again.
Okita saw right through her attack and moved away from it, just as scarcely as she dodged his. "You're fast." He mumbled as he too began to realize she was a bit more cunning than he origianlly thought. Taking a short breath he shot forward as he then slashed down towards her. aiming at her heart. She moved back and skidded across the floor as she lost her footing. She hit the wall with a hard thud but stayed on her feet, blood slipped from her mouth from the impact.
Shit!
"Awww~ The koinu got hurt?" He chuckled as others laughed.
The nickname agitated her, for more reason than one, and she wouldn't stand for it. Do not call me that! Her eyes sharpened as she shot at him once more.
The fighting went one for a few more minutes in the similar fashion. She charging at him and him blocking or scarcely dodging as her movements grew sharper and quicker. He attacking with similar speed and she scarcely dodging since she had no sword to block his blade. It was almost like a cat and dog. The cat, with it's blade like claws teasing and toying with the canine, Who in turn grew more agitated by the feline. As he made more hit's, cutting her thighs, forearms and left cheek, she grew irritated and full blown pissed. Which was evident on her face.
"Seems like you're losing, Koinu!~"
I'm not a pup! So quit calling me that! Her body was slower but now she was pulling more and more dirty tactics to win her freedom. Rushing him, she grabbed the blade with her hand before throwing dirt in his face, blinding him for a moment.
"What the hell!? That's cheating!" Heisuke shouted from within the crowd.
Hijikata and Kondou deeply frowned, sharing a look with one another. The two were very skilled fighters, but at the end of the day, one of them was going to lose. Kondou, sadly, wished for Okita's victory.
The female punched him square in his chest before spinning on her heel and kicking him in his ribs, causing the samurai to practically flew to the side. Everyone in the crowd saw this display of strength, but no one felt it the way Okita did. It was unheard of, a woman her size and weight being able to exibit that type of strength. That was when he decided to play dirty as well.
The female walked over to him, picking up his blade to finish the job, a small smirk trying to form on her lips as she raised the blade up to bring it down upon him. Just die already!
"Not today!" Okita hissed as he tackled her to the ground, grabbing her wrist and pinning her down as he angled the blade to her throat. He forced her to hold the sharp part of the blade close to her neck, sliding it oh so carefully so a small thin red line appeared; her blood falling down the side of her neck. "Not bad… For a woman…"
"The winner is Souji!" Hijikata shouted, followed by victorious cheers from their comrades, and those who were beaten by the woman the day before.
"Way to go Souji!~"
"Yeah Okita-san!"
Kondou felt all of his tense muscles relax, ones he hadn't even known were tense. Was he worried that Souji wasn't going to win? Taking a glance around, he felt a bit relieved a few of the others felt the same as he did. It wasn't just his insecurity of the man he thought of as a younger brother. The woman had skill that none of them had ever seen a woman possess. It could've cost Okita his life.
He was so relieved that it didn't.
Yet all merriment was cut to a halt when the bellowed laughter of Serizawa cut through it like a blade, and silenced all. Okita looked at him but held a firm grip on her hand that held his sword and the woman beneath him. As his laughter died down, Serizawa looked at Okita with mirth and anger he knew was directed towards the woman. "Hahahaha! Well done, boy. You've done better than I thought. I was almost sure she would kill you before the fight even began!" he let out another bellowed laugh and the men around him gave him variations of looks. From agreeable ones to well... the ones that looked at him like he was a mad man, or a nuisance. "Now, kill her."
Everyone that usually never agreed with Serizawa, eyes widened like saucers. All but Okita's or the Woman beneath looked at the man with cool eyes, leveled.
The woman turned her attention away from Serizawa to the man above her, who looked back down at her. She lost. Damnit...
"Ahhh? what? That's an-"
"That's not what we agreed." Okita cut him off, "The deal was that, If I lose I die. If I win... I get to choose what happens to her. Not YOU." Okita said his next words with an arrogant smirk, "I choose to let her live, within the Roshigumi."
"Souji?" Kondou mumbled.
"She'll be like a page, for me. Just like Ibuki-kun is to you, a mutt. She'll be my pup. So means, no one can kill her without my okay." Okita looked down at the woman beneath him. They were filled with surprise and a growing anger. She obviously wasn't all that thrilled about being a servant to a man that just beat the shit out of her.
"I have no problem with it... Just as long as you keep her on a tight leash." Serizawa said with a grin.
-Lunchtime-
Okita had chosen to eat with her in his room, mainly to keep an eye on her, but also because Sanan advised it was a bit more comfortable for her than her being surrounded by the other men so suddenly. He turned to look at her sitting by the window, That glare she's giving me doesn't say "comfortable" Sanan. He let out a soft sigh.
"You should eat... If you don't those wounds of yours won't heal properly and I won't be able to use you as a sparring partner." Okita hummed "And glaring at me will be a challenge." He smirked a bit and watched as she turned away and slowly grabbed the bowl of soup Inoue prepared just for her, to help heal the wounds. He noted the bandages that wrapped around her long yet thin ivory legs and forearms, and the small thin bandage that rested on her cheek. Then he noted the disgusted look on her face before she downed the liquid, but the expression changed into one of content. "Is it good?" He asked.
She nodded.
He said nothing further as he watched her every now and then as she ate her food, catching her at times looking out the window with a longing gaze. Finally after enough scenarios going through his head he spoke up. "Now that you're not tied up, grab that ink brush and paper over there.."
She hesitantly did as told then moved her tray away to the left of her. She set down the paper and the ink and brush.
"Okay, are you literate?" He asked smirking.
She glared at him and nodded. The glare immediately told him, 'I'm not stupid asshole',and he couldn't help but laugh. "Alright..." He said once he was done with his hysterics, "What's your name?" He asked the unanswered question that almost everyone was wondering.
She wrote, 'Mei Shi' then looked up at him.
"Mei Shi huh? Alright... Mei, Are you really from China?"
She gave him a look. Was that an honest question?
"Okay okay. Dumb question. Um, what are you doing here in Kyoto, Japan?" He made sure to put emphasis on Japan. She obviously wasn't stupid but he had to make sure.
She began to write again, then held out the paper to him, which he took.
It read, 'I came with a few friends, and I was going out to find my katana and kodachi, which I had placed in the capital.' He looked at her then handed the paper back.
"Why here in Japan? And where did you learn to fight like that?" Okita asked a bit more seriously. He wouldn't admit it to her, but he struggled with her in their fight. Even Hijikata and Saito asked him if he was okay afterwards. Now, he knew she had weapons like a Katana and Kodachi. He could only imagine how much more of a struggle she would have been with them in her hand.
She wrote again and handed him the paper.
'A long time ago, I left my family heirlooms, a katana and kodachi, in the hands of an old family friend. Recent events have brought to my attention I can no longer trust them so far away from me. Some very bad people are after them and it's only a matter of time before they find them. They are irreplacable, I can't let that happen… As for my combat skills- that's none of your damn business.'' By the time he was finished reading and looked up at her, she was glaring with just much intensity as she did when Serizawa grabbed her. Okita laughed, "I guess you're right, Koinu." He tried not to laugh as he saw her brow twitch at being called a pup. "Last question. Where's your Kodachi and Katana?"
She grabbed a new sheet of paper and wrote, 'Mifune Blades... A storehouse in town. Can you please retrieve them? I fear that they are no longer are safe in my friend's hands. I can't risk them being stolen.'
He read it and couldn't help but feel the desperate tone in her unspoken voice. "Hm?... "
-Next morning-
Okita spent a little bit longer talking with his new page, so without any warning or indication, he brought the subject up the next morning to the other captains.
"Why should we trust her?" Hijikata asked coldly as his demon-like glare landed upon the woman he had witness stand to par with one of his best swordsmen. He didn't like that Okita seemed so willing to trust her all of a sudden, especially since she's the one that almost killed him.
"What reason do we have not to trust her?" Okita asked. He was a bit more invested into this than anyone would have expected. Truth be told, he just wanted her as a sparring partner. She was strong. She had spunk. And those two things in a woman, well... He shook his head, That makes an interesting fight. "She fought to survive no? She fought in the streets because Serizawa grabbed her, she's got a bruise the size of his hand to prove it. And the fight against me was organized."
He had a point.
"Before anything, she didn't show any signs of being a threat to the Shinsengumi." Okita stated.
Out of all the time for him to be logical... It had to be now? Hijikata mentally groaned. Feeling a headache making its way to his head. He pinched the bridge of his nose. Why couldn't his subordinate just take no for an answer; he looked at Okita and all he saw was the kid who grew up in Shiei Hall. He hadn't changed.
"How do we know it's not just some ambush?" Hijikata countered.
Mei wrote down her mind furiously, 'What fucking reason would I have to ambush people I've never heard of!?' She showed it to Hijikata. The latter's face grew furious with anger and was about to snap at her before Sanan spoke up.
"Why do you trust her, Souji?" Sanan spoke softly, no hostility or agitation detected. He was simply curious, seeing if this is something Okita was really sure about.
The whole room went quiet once the question that had passed through all their minds, now lingered in the air. Okita looked at Sanan with the most serious expression, one that Okita nearly never used, and it sent chills down the other members spines. After, what seemed like an eternity, he spoke coolly and with a smirk, "I don't trust her, but I don't think she has a reason to lie. I'm just saying, give the little lady the benefit of the doubt." He shrugged.
Mei frowned as she bowed her head to the commanders of the Roshigumi. Her fists clenched against the floor as she silently begged them to allow her to do this.
-Later-
The Roshigumi finally caved into the request of their comrade and agreed to let Mei lead him to the place where he swords were hidden. Mei had told him they would be taking the back ways, minimizing the chance of getting followed, or more of the the chance to catch whoever would follow them. What she didn't explain was who was going to follow them?
They were now on the outskirts of the Capital, making there way towards Mifune Blades. Saito authenticated the information, stating that he had visited the shop on many occasions to inquire about his swords.
"So tell me... Why can't you talk?" Okita asked finally breaking the thick silence that had trailed them from the moment they left the Roshigumi HQ.
She glanced at him, and her eyes were filled with a mix of emotions. The one that trumped them all was this unmistakable hatred, but he could tell the difference between a hatred directed at him and one that was directed at someone else. Obviously, now was not the time she wanted to speak about her loss in voice. Nor did she want to speak about it to someone who captured her, taken her captive, beat her up, and laughed at her every time he annoyed her. She looked away once she knew he got the hint and stared at the path ahead of them.
"You know it's hard to have a conversation with someone who can't speak back without a paper and brush?"
Mei turned to him with an icy cold glare, as if telling him to shut the hell up.
"Did I make the Koinu mad?~"
Just because he knew it, didn't mean Okita Souji was going to listen.
Her lips pulled back into a sneer, she was telling him more fiercely to Shut Up.
But Okita would not listen to her unspoken warning because, He was Okita. An idiot who lived to fight. Who lived and breathed the Roshigumi.
Before she could glare at him a very cold glare she froze and turned towards the woods, deep into the shadowed darkness.
Mei's eyes focused on the trees behind them, her body tensing as her hands reached towards her hips for swords that weren't there. I can smell them… Her heart raced for a moment, wishing she simply had her swords right then and there so she could cut all of them down. But she noticed that the smell was coming farther and farther away as the seconds passed. They're… moving away? Oh no… A horrible thought dawned on her and she took a step back preparing for the worst.
"What is it, Koinu?" Okita asked as his hand instinctively grabbed his katana hilt. He didn't pull it from it's confides when her hand lifted up to him as if to say, 'Don't move.' He watched as her eyes narrowed and she seemed to sniff the air. When her hand lifted down, he simply nodded once she flicked her head to say, 'Follow'.
Her pace was quick yet silent, and he followed silently as well. Whatever she had sensed in those woods must have spooked her, because whatever bravado she had before was gone. Now it was an urgency, a fear.
And that unnerved Okita.
-a bit later-
It was only half an hour that passed when they finally arrived at the dojo styled shop, Mifune Blades hanging on the banner at the side of the door. Even before she got within 5 meters of the place, she could smell it… The carnage.
Mei opened the door and saw the place was trashed, her eyes scanning the room for Mifune or any signs that the intruders were still there, but she knew better. They were long gone.. And Mifune was…
No. I don't see his body… It might not even be him...
"Well... seems like someone came looking for your swords." Okita said, lightly. As if it was normal to him; probably was. The floor mats were ripped,the little furniture in the shop was flipped over and thrown around, and the merchandise was scattered all about the room. He slipped his hands into his sleeves and leaned against the pillar by the door. He closed the door a bit to keep other people from peering in, but luckily no one was really awake yet for them to worry. "They must be pretty valuable." He mumbled a bit, as if just to himself. But he knew she would hear him. As he was about to speak another light jib at her, he stopped once he saw her form shaking. Whether with anger or fear, he could not tell. And before he could stop her, she ran forward and opened a sliding door to her right. "What are you-" He stopped himself again once he saw Mei's eyes widen in horror. Her mouth opening and she covered it with a hand, as if she was letting out a cry. He rushed to her when he saw her legs give out under her and she collapsed into his arms.
Looking up and following her gaze, his own eyes widened a bit at the horrific scene before him. A middle aged man, from what he could tell, was splattered all over the room. His limbs ripped apart and scattered to parts of the room, the head in the middle; a horrified and pain filled expression frozen on his face. Blood stained the walls and the floor, and nail marks digging into the tatami mats.
Mei shook violently. Her eyes wavering and moving from one spot of blood to an area where a limb sat still. She dug her nails into her palm and kept another hand over her mouth, as if to keep from throwing up whatever food she had in her stomach. Then a thought passed through her mind... Her swords. If Mifune is... then they didn't... find my swords... he died protecting... Kusanagi... and Muramasa...
Quickly freeing herself from Okita she crawled towards Mifune, and took a shaky silent breath as she picked up his head and moved it away from her and the tatami matt below her. Mikoto... I'm so sorry... She thought as she began to rip the tatami matt with her long nails, almost like claws.
"Hey what are you doing?" Okita asked surprised.
She glanced at him before continuing. Blood now staining her hands and legs, and revealing a hidden passage. She looked at Okita and waved him over, then opening the passage with a latch and revealing an underground room. Jumping down, fire lit the lamps and illuminated the room filled with trinkets, heirlooms, and artifacts.
Okita soon followed, "Well now... this guy had a stash of goodies..." He looked around then at her, just in time to see her shake her head. "...?"
Mei bent down and used her finger on the dirt to write, These things aren't his... he... Mifune was a dear friend and was friendly to everyone. He protects possessions that others can't keep close to them any longer... He was a protector.
"I see..." Was all Okita could say. He didn't really understand it, how important were her family heirlooms that someone would kill for them?
As she stood back up, Mei walked to the two blades that were set on sword stands in black sheethes with gold dragons wrapping around them.
"Those are yours?" Okita asked, more like a statement than a question. To which she nodded and took them gently off the stand and slowly examined them.
Good... They didn't touch them... She thought as they looked clean of any fingerprints and any other signs that they had been moved. Softly she set them at her waist under her white belt. Turning to Okita, Mei bowed to him knowing he would get her gratitude for allowing her to obtain her blades.
"Hahaha! It's cool Koinu~ Let's just get out of here before someone thinks we killed your friend." Okita said half-heartedly. He didn't want to make her angry or anything because she did just lose a friend and she just got her swords back. "Let's go.." He echoed a bit as he began to climb up the short ladder out, hearing Mei slowly follow.
They both left the way they came; in absolute tense silence.
-Roshigumi-
"Give me her Katana and Kodachi. No woman can fight with swords." Serizawa said with a smirk. As soon as he caught word that the woman was willing to bow down to Hijikata and the others just to get permission to get a couple of swords, he wanted to crush her under his heel by taking them away from her.
Mei held such a tight grip on her weapons that her knuckles turned white, glaring daggers at the large bulky man before her. She chose to stand, refusing to get on her knees before Serizawa.
"Shall I take it by force?" He dragged out the last word of the warning. He wasn't one to shy away from laying a hand on a woman, the women of Shimabara were direct victims of the mans abuse.
Mei knelt down and wrote furiously on the scroll, 'I'd rather chop your head off you piece of shit! YOU'RE NOT TOUCHING MY FAMILY'S SWORDS!' She showed the scroll to Serizawa, and watched as his face turn red.
"You arrogant bitch!" He hollard.
Okita sat silently by a wall, by Heisuke, Harada, and Shinpachi. Hijikata, Kondou, Sanan, and Saito sat by the walls to her left and right; two to each side.
"Who do you think you are!?" Serizawa was furious, and he squared up to her. How dare she talk to him that way? Who did she think she was talking to?! His pride was bruised and she was dragging his reputation through the mud in front of his subordinates.
Mei sharpened her eyes as she wrote down, 'I'm Mei Shi. A person. Not a possession or your dog. I refuse to listen to a child that looks like an animal and smells of nothing but Sake and tobacco.' She showed it once more, this time so everyone could see.
"Why you-" He cut himself off when she began to write again.
'If you want my swords, fight me for them. Unless you are just too much of a coward to challenge a stronger swordsman than you.'
Wide eyes appeared all over the room on the faces of those present. "You have no manners do you, girl?" All but Serizawa had wide eyes.
She brushed off his comment and kept her ice cold glare on him.
"Your glare honestly gives me chills, girl. It's as scary to stare into those cold eyes, as it is to stare into Hijikata's glare. I think you have as much ice running through your heart and veins, as Hijikata has fire coursing through his." He grinned before looking at Okita, "She's your mutt," putting emphasis on Mutt before continuing, "You decide if she keeps them or hands them over to me."
"Putting me on the spot like that because you can't over power this woman like you have all others, that's very cowardice. Even for you, Serizawa." Okita had that same smirk plastered on his face, but his eyes were narrowed into a glare. One, that Serizawa briefly returned. "I say she keeps them. Considering what happened when we found her possessions."
Grim expressions appeared on everyone's face, but Serizawa and his men at his sides, as they were all reminded by the very detailed report Okita had given them upon their return.
"I have no problem with it..." Okita shrugged.
After a few moments of silence, Saito spoke up, "I say she's earned a bit of trust." All eyes were on him, "Any normal guilty person would've attempted to slaughter Souji and if not, she would've ran as soon as she got the chance after she got her swords." He had a point.
All of them knew it made sense if she was a common criminal after secrets of the Roshigumi or such, she would've attempted to kill Souji or ran off once she got what she wanted. But she did neither. Instead she lead him to a real store, where a friend of hers was brutally murdered, gotten her swords, and walked back to the Roshigumi, conscious. And walking behind Souji like a loyal servant. She had done nothing that would deem her guilty.
"I think she deserves to keep the possessions that her friend had died to keep hidden from whoever had killed him."
The whole room went silent once again. Mei kept her ground. She had done nothing wrong but exercise her right to refuse to do something that she did not want to do. She stood her ground as a human being, not some whore who will bow down to some brute like Serizawa and his lackeys.
"Now the question is... Who was it that is after you and your swords and killed your friend?"
Hey guys! Here's another updated version of chapter two! It was originally split into two chapters but it was so short I decided to put them together I hope you don't mind. Leave a review with whatever was on your mind after reading the chapter; criticism is always welcomed.
-Chess