A/N:

I know, I know it's been a long time

Sorry, school is hard

This time though

I doubled up on the length

Please enjoy

Also, whoever still stuck with me till all the way to now

Thank you

Chapter 11

The Showdown

v-v

Eirwen wasn't expecting much firepower from this so-called "Hitman." The people in the slums didn't care about their workers. However, this one worker had touched something they shouldn't have and that a certain district owner isn't happy about that. Therefore, they looked for anything precious to that one person and took it away using any means necessary to make them have absolute loyalty. That "something precious" was Marilyn Stravinsky, the owner of the same store that Eirwen was headed to. She wouldn't have cared less about the lives of the people down in the slums, but these two were special. Marilyn was 23 and fresh out of college. She majored in cybersecurity, but there were multiple reports of her hacking into Atlas systems which made her valuable to her team. Neo, on the other hand, was very special. Hearing about her was very surprising, thinking Neo had died with Roman Torchwick and Neopolitan at their final stand. Eirwen remembers when her mother came home really late and told about the raid.

Nevertheless, she had to convince both of them to work for her. Since they were both in trouble, it was the perfect opportunity to reel them in. Right now was the problem of this hitman trying to kill her objectives. "Why can I not just kill them and get over it?" Eirwen sighed and said under her breath. Her bloodlust was getting out of hand due to the anticipation, but she controlled it with a sadistic smile. She stopped smiling when the door opened.

The man casually entered the shop, mainly looking like he was going to buy something. "Hello! Is anyone there?" He announced this so he can smoke out anyone in the shop first. The sound bounced around the empty shop but, then was filled with the sound of loud boot footfalls.

"Huh, you're awfully dull to enter a shop that has the closed sign on," said the sound.

"Oh, I thought the store was just cleaning up in the last hours," he answered, and the footfalls got closer. It was to the point of the figure starting to appear in the dim light of the store windows. To the man, the figure looked to be a young girl in a black and red military outfit with a skirt and an officer hat with a symbol that he didn't recognize. 'Huh, why is there a girl here in a military get up?' he thought. "Hey, why are you here when the store's about to close as well?" He mockingly questioned. "Did you get lost?" He decided to frighten her away so he can finish his job.

"I was going to ask you the same question," the girl queried back. 'Hmm, this doesn't feel safe. I should be ready,' he deemed. He chose to draw his machete discreetly just in case things escalated.

"Look, I have some dealings with the shop owner, so, if you can leave and let the grown-ups do their work," he said, condescendingly.

This thing that dared to stand in front of her reeked of degenerate that made her almost want to retch but, she controlled herself at every remark. As soon as he entered the shop, he looked shady from the start. Also, the door was locked, so that was the most obvious. 'Man, this guy wants to die.' As soon as he said "grown-ups," it ticked her off so much as to make her draw her pistol and nail him but, she knew a quick death was not for him. No, no, a quick death was definitely not for him. He needed to pay. "Ah, I see, that means I have business with you."

" You're joking righ-," He was cut off with a lightning-fast knife throw that jabbed into his left arms elbow. Before he could react to the sudden outburst of pain, the girl's presence just disappeared and reappeared in front of the knife. She twisted her body and hit the knife with her shin. The blade gouged deeper, splitting the bone, muscles, and tendons of his arm. He couldn't believe the unimaginable pain and the confusion of the girl breaking through his aura. With rational thought about to leave him, he made a last-ditch effort and poured all his aura into his machete. He then proceeds to stab it into the girl's stomach which brought them both crashing into the ground. Accepting his defeat, he decides to rest as his aura should come back in about an hour or two. Thinking it over, he knew how this little girl got passed his aura. She took all her aura and transferred it into her weapons. 'Anyone who is sane would have some sort of defense, but for her, she's just straight up crazy,' the man thought. Just as he finished his thought, the unthinkable happened.

The girl got up slowly and stumbled backward a bit. Her crystal white hair was blocking her face as she was hunched over. She then straightened her back to a slow maniacal laugh. "You think that's enough to kill me?" She turned her head holding a masochistic grin towards the dumbfounded hitman lying on the ground. She took her hand shaking in excitement and firmly grasped the blade that has impaled her stomach straight through and casually ripped it out. Blood was pouring out of the wound but then suddenly stopped as a cold substance filled it. The girl then proceeded to lay next to the hitman's injured arm. She placed her head right next to his ear and whispered, "You know I have to return the favor, right?" The man's blood went cold as he heard these words. He knew that, when he entered this shop, he wasn't expecting to fight, and he knew that he was dead. He wanted to run, he tried to escape; but for some reason, he couldn't move. Something cold was seeping through his body that numbed his limbs. Even the knife in his elbow he couldn't feel, so maybe he could die peacefully as he closed his eyes

But he was wrong.

Eirwen moved on top of her victim, looking at his lifeless body. 'Poor fool, he was just unlucky enough to sate my hunger.' She took the machete in her hands and ran her tongue along its bladed edge. The blood sensation flowing through her body as it entered her mouth. "Ah, the taste of my own blood," Eirwen said, with a distressed look on her face. As she finished, the man started to rouse. "Ah, you're awake."

"Wait, wh-," the man interrupted himself with a scream of agony with a machete blade was pierced through his chest.'

"Ah! My favorite sound." She wore that same look of ecstasy as she watched the suffering of this man. "I want more, give me more!" She took the machete in her hand and removed it from the man's chest. She then continued to repeatedly stab him at random points while laughing and smiling the entire time. This lasted for a few minutes as Eirwen realized that he was clear as day dead. "Aw, man, he died."

Eirwen picked herself up and checked her wound. Since her aura was at full at the time, it was mostly healed. There were bits of ice still left but mostly gone. 'I should get that checked out with Vivian.' She proceeded to check the hitman's body for any clues as to who sent him. She looked in the inner pocket of the man's coat to find a business card. On the business card, there was a name that stood out, "Mr. Charles, eh? Time to pay a visit." She usually did these types of things. Protect some VIP, hitman goes after them, kills them, and then kill or capture who sent them. When she was the assassin, she would wipe the evidence away. Eirwen blew a sigh, "Well, I guess it's the usual, but I don't know if Marilyn would like that." She dusted herself off, "What a pain!" Eirwen looked at her gloves to see them covered in dried blood coming up to her elbow. She then looked down to see her uniform covered in splotches blood. Most of the blood was centered around her wound. "Weiss is going to kill me for this. Every time I do these missions, I always soak my uniform in blood. Stupid bloodlust!" She flicked herself in the head as a little punishment for now. "Time to set the charges."

When Eirwen finished rigging the man's body to dissolve, she picked up her hat and coat from the hanger at the front of the store. As a precaution, she tucked her hair in her coat, and took off her gloves and stuffed them in one of her various pockets. She then proceeded to walk up the ice-barricaded steps to the house that was above the shop. With one finger, Eirwen undid the ice that was blocking Marilyn from interfering. As she entered the house, she was greeted with a worried Marilyn. "All you alright? Did you get him?" Marilyn was a little antsy with her questions.

"Yeah, I got him," Eirwen answered

"Whew, that's good now we can-," Marilyn stopped herself as she looked at Eirwen's face. There were various marks of blood on her face. "Wait, what really happened down there? Why is there blood on your face? Are you hurt anywhere?"

"Oh, there is?" Eirwen pulled her arm out of her coat and checked her face for any blood. As she was doing that, she glanced over to Marilyn's reaction, which had widened.

"What happened to your arm?!"

Eirwen noticed that her arm was showing, so she turned around. "I'm fine, don't push it."

"Ok, ok, but at least tell me what happened down there."

"Well, he entered the shop, and I killed him."

"W-wait, you killed him?!"

"Well, If you didn't know, I'm an assassin as well as a bodyguard. This is normal for me because I've killed many people." Marilyn felt sick for the fact that a young girl killed so many. "Anyway, we have a problem."

Marilyn was surprised, "Wait, why?"

"If they figure out that their attempt failed they will find out ways to take you down. They would probably try to ruin your name or try some other ways."

Marilyn tried cracking a joke, "I really am that important, aren't I?"

"No, not especially. They just want to make a statement so they can scare Neo into submission." Marilyn's heart sank when she heard Neo's name. She realized that she was being used as a tool to get to Neo. "You said Neo was safe," Marilyn blurted out in emotion.

"Well, kind of. She's being held at the district commissioner's office."

"Why there?"

"You don't know where Neo works?"

"Well, I had a guess."

Eirwen blew a tired sigh, "Fine, let's go there."

"Hold up, we're just going there.?!" Marilyn knew how scary the district commissioner was so waltzing up there was not a good idea for her.

"Huh, why not?" Eirwen questioned

"That place is like a maximum security prison level of security, we can't just go there."

"Oh, you're concerned about that. Well, if that's the case, you have an assassin on your side so don't you worry." Eirwen was holding a confident pose.

"So, how?"

Eirwen took her scroll out of her coat pocket, "Given the time, we have to hurry." Eirwen ran over to the window, used one finger, and it shattered instantly.

Marilyn wanted to try her hand at another joke, "Wow, do people call you Ice Queen?"

Eirwen, before jumping, looked at Marilyn, "Not Ice Queen, they call me White Death."

Then she jumped out with Marilyn following behind.

On the Roof

Next to Charles' Emporium

Current weather: Mostly Cloudy

The cold weather nipped at Marilyn's nose as they stood watching the massive tower. Its industrial look cast a giant shadow. Neo never told her where she worked, but seeing it face to face was terrifying to her. Eirwen was crouched beside her, staring at the tower with peak intensity. "So, are we gonna bust in there or do you have a plan?" asked Marilyn. Eirwen stood up from her deep recon of the building.

"Well, the plan is for me to enter through one of those various ports," Eirwen pointed at the structure, "Using those, I'll be able to infiltrate the building without failing."

"So, me being here is useless, right?"

"Not quite. Your job is this," she dug up a scroll from one of her various coat pockets, "Wait for my signal, then press this button on the scroll."

"Huh, so no fighting for me?"

"Well, sometimes, you shouldn't ask for trouble." After they finished, one of the bottom cargo doors of the building opened to reveal a truck with the company logo plastered on its sides as it exited the building. Eirwen took note of this and advanced with her descent down the roof. The building was around 3 stories tall or so, using the various fire escapes to control her fall. As she landed on the ground, she used her ice to glide straight under the closing door.

Marilyn was wondering what Neo did to get into this mess. At least someone is looking out for her. She looked back at the scene where she saw Eirwen's bloody hands. Marilyn didn't even know what Eirwen's past was. So why was she trusting her like this? 'Was it because she went out of her way to protect me, or was she just doing her job?' 'What's going to happen after she rescues Neo?' These thoughts were swarming in Marilyn's head but were interrupted by the sudden appearance of rain. 'Oh, I have to find some cover.' She saw a rooftop shade cover on the building next to her and decided to make a jump for it. With a running start, she leaped over and landed right under the shade. Then, she proceeded to sit down under the shade and just think.

In a cell

In Charles' Emporium

Current weather: Unknown

As soon as Neo slowly regained her sight, she realized that she had no idea where she was or how she got there. When she tried moving, she noticed that her hands and legs were bound by chains, hanging off the ground by a little bit, and the room was pitch dark. The chains clanged and clashed as Neo tried getting out but with limited results. She started to wonder who brought her here when the echoing sounds of a door opening and closing, followed by footsteps. The footsteps filled the room as it crept closer to Neo. Then, she was blinded by a flash of light. When she opened her eyes, Neo felt a hand held her chin and felt a face in front of her. "Well, well, well. Look who decided to wake." The male voiced figure pulled his hand away. "So, Neo, I don't suppose you know who I am. My name is Mr. Charles, the district commissioner of this district, but you can call me William." Neo remembered that name and that was her boss. "Ah, the silent type. Let us perform an experiment." He unsheathed his whip which had a black and gold ornate handle, and refined steel bladed rope-like design, "Let us see if the little silent girl can scream."

The first blow came fast as it ripped across Neo raggy clothes, forming a deep red gash on Neo's stomach. She screamed a blood-curdling scream, as the pain was the most unbearable thing she had ever felt. Every blow afterward felt the same, the whip landing on her arm or her leg. Neo, having never been through this much agony before, that all the pain just started to become numb. She stopped screaming. Being forced to work every day for very little money to just barely get by, only to be treated like a slave. She no longer cared about the situation. She just wanted it to stop. About 30 minutes in, William stopped, "Hmm, no more screams?" He walked around her and looked at her cut-filled body. Her hair was covered by her face, which also had its fair share of cuts as well. His lips curled into a wicked smile, "Well, you don't need this then." William ripped off the rest of Neo's clothing, leaving her injuries exposed. "Oh, one last thing. That 'friend' of yours? She's dead now."

That was the last nail in Neo's coffin of despair.

The door to the cell burst open in an explosion of ice and Eirwen casually walked in. To her surprise, she spotted William and Neo, with Neo looking thoroughly broken and William with a bewildered expression on his face to the sudden intrusion. "Aww, was I a little late?"

"W-w-who are you?" demanded Mr. Charles, still shocked.

"There's no need for you to know that." She answered coldly.

William burst into laughter, "Then why are you even here, little girl? Shouldn't you be with your mommy right now?

"All right, you asked for it," Eirwen said after a sigh. She drew her knife from its holster.

"Young lady, I don't think you should be playing with knives-," he was cut off by the sound of ice forming around metal. Williams regretted everything he said.

"Wait, aren't you White Death, the one who controls ice?" There was a hint of disbelief in his words.

"Oh ho, I'm famous?" she stared and grinned at Mr. Charles. A wave of fear overcast his mind, 'What am I going to do against the most deadly assassin in all of Atlas. I have no choice but to fight back, right? I have a business to protect!' He recovered, his previous expression of despair vanishing as he prepared for the fight. "So, are we ready to begin your end?"

"I'm going to make sure that doesn't happen," William responded sternly. His reply was met with a grin as well as Eirwen lunging forwards with an ice cavalry sword.

'Ah, this pitiful man! He thinks he can beat me, much less live after what his crimes are is absurd! I shall perform the justice that he deserves!' Eirwen lunged forward to give him less distance while he wasn't paying attention. His main weapon was currently a black bladed metal whip so giving him distance is bad. Luckily for him, he recoiled his whip and used his aura to block the strike. The attack and the block bounced off of each other, knocking both Eirwen and William back. The attack, itself, caused a smoke-like screen, blocking their visual contact with each other 'Hmm, not bad, I remember reading his file. When he was younger, I think he was the runner up in the Vityal festival.' Eirwen switched her ice cavalry blade to a flintlock pistol and blindly launched ice bolts to make Williams focus on defense instead of offense. She needed a way to breach his range. Suddenly, it hit her.

He had to come up with a way to hit her without him getting hit before the smoke ran out. Then, an idea came to him. The room he was standing was an old training room that had Pop-Up-Cover. He searched his pockets in his suit for the controls as Eirwen was giving suppressing fire with ice bolts raining down on his position. He had an 'Ah ha!' moment when he found the remote, but he felt a chill down his spine. He slowly looked to his right to see a grinning maniac with an old icy pistol pointed right at his forehead. "Gotcha." He dodged in time with his reflex semblance and activated the system. By his luck, the pylons raised in front of him, so he took the chance to plan. The arena was a small 20 by 20 square with a center square that held their previous location before the fight. The main thing was is that he still needed a way to hit her.

'Ugh, what a drag. He made cover so he could hide,' Eirwen thought. She gets so annoyed at prey that hides. The plan was to incapacitate him, but she went a little overboard with the close-up, even though she really enjoyed it. Now, William set up a training arena, and Eirwen had to deal with it. Fortunately, she mastered these arenas so many times that she knew the spots. She changed her pistol into a musket and took up a position in cover. Being patient in the field is the best type of discipline of a soldier. She was taught that by her mentor Jaune. Eirwen owed everything to him for saving her from despair and making her this powerful. At the first sign of movement, she regained her razor-sharp focus.

'Ok, I'm good. Now that I have cover, I can hit her without getting hit myself.' He was hiding behind one of the many pylons that were in the room. The room was quite large for its size, so maneuverability wasn't an issue. All that he had to do now was find her. William decided to make a move to the center of the field so he could get a better bearing on where he is. As soon as he went to leave cover, however, a whole shard of ice came flying past his face that nearly clipped his hair and landed a few feet away from him that made him retreat back into cover, 'Ok, so that kid knows I'm here, but I don't know where she is.' Willam was wondering about this for a while. Why was she trying to kill him? There was no bounty on him. He made sure to pay off his debts, and he completes his daily quotas, but she is still trying to kill him. Then he realized what it was. Eirwen wanted the girl. 'Hmm, how do I take advantage of this?' Suddenly, an idea started forming in his head.

Eirwen changed positions immediately after the first shot, as does any sniper. The pylons were the hard part of sniping because they were at the same height and fighting around the same cover. As she got into her next spot, she heard the crackling of an intercom. "Young lady, please head to the center of the arena. There is a gift there for you." Guessing what that gift was, she dissolved her rifle and walked towards the center of the arena. As Eirwen arrived, she was greeted with Neo, still hanging from her chains, and a grinning William. "So, the assassin shows herself."

"Well, here I am."

"Ok, so why are you trying to kill me?"

"Killing you would solve everyone's problems. However, killing you will get me Neo."

"So, it is about the girl."

"Not entirely, but yes."

"Hmm, so I can't get out of this?"

"I'm afraid so."

"Then, let's dance," said William as he instantly drew his whip to strike, but Eirwen was planned for that response and swiftly dodged the blow. She knew this guy was runner up in that tournament, but she felt that these strikes were slow. Her response was the launch a volley of ice rounds while running so she can keep some distance from the whip. William recoiled his whip and blocked the volley. He then decided to change his tactic by rushing forwards to shorten the distance between them, but it looked as though Eirwen was prepared for that action too ao she charged at him as well. Seeing that she was going to have the advantage in close combat, William stopped himself and launched his whip instead. Eirwen had other ideas. 'Perfect,' Eirwen mused as she dodged the whip and lanced an ice column on the extended whip, locking it in place. She then skated herself towards the helpless whip user and was right up in his face. To matters worse for him, she pointed her gun at his right wrist holding the whip and pulled the trigger,

The shard of ice pierced through the skin, the veins, the bone, and back out the other end with extreme precision. William jolted back from the hole that completely cut off all motor function of that hand. The pain had not set in yet due to the adrenaline pumping through his vessels, so he took this chance to stand his ground and deliver a retaliatory left hook the girl's gut. The blow connected and sent her back about a foot or two but she didn't flinch once that entire time, As she recovered, William's eyes connected with Eirwen's and what he saw, terrified him. She had a look of pure joy with grin stricken across her face. "How are you smiling in a fight, of all places?" asked William, in between breaths.

"Oh, the thrill of certain death overflows me with joy to the point that I can not just help myself to smile," Eirwen responded, with a distressed face holding two fingers in her mouth.

"You're sick. Deranged, even." After regaining his composure, he took out his trusty knife and rushed forward with everything he had, aura blocking out the pain. Eirwen directly just causally straightened her back and waited. This action did not make William falter as he began to release a small war cry and pressed his action. The attack landed, but he was out of luck. Eirwen blocked the hit with her whole left hand, going straight through. Given that Eirwen's counter worked, she thrust her pistol exactly into his abdomen then ripping her hand out of William's knife to perform an aura-infused kick off her weapon. She then evoked four ice javelins to pierce his four limbs to the ground. With William in a debilitated state and ice forming her wounds to stabilize them, Eirwen went to Neo's scarred body.

After reaching Neo's chain prison, Eirwen saw that she was already unconscious, therefore removing the chains would be a simple task. With four shots of her pistol, first the leg chains, then the arm chains, Neo was free and fell into Eirwen's arms. Seeing her wounds have been slightly closed up, Eirwen searched for the small first-aid kit that she had, although she had never used it, having no need for it. Finding it in relatively good condition, she applied what she knew from her mentor to Neo, as well as her injuries.

After a few minutes, Neo started to rouse. "Ah, you're awake. Wow, you heal fast." Neo looked around to where she was. She was in Mister Charles office, and she was in chains. "Oh yeah, I forgot. You can't speak." She looked towards the sound of the female voice to see a girl that looked to be a little older than her in a black trench coat that was ripped in some places and an officer hat that was same. Her face was of a pale white color, her eyes were a gray-like color, and her hair was a long, crystal-white color. However, there were splotches of blood accompanying the girl's clothes as well. She had a battle angel look to her which held Neo in awe. While she was awestruck, the girl pulled out a paper and pencil from her coat and placed it in front of her. "What is your name?" Neo went straight to writing, "My name is Neo."

"Ok, do you remember your family?"

"No. Who are you?"

"My name is Eirwen Roanfaust, and I am here to save you."

"Why? No one really cares about me anyway." Eirwen moved to Neo's ears and whispered, "Two people need you. That is Marilyn and me." Neo looked surprised by the response.

"But, he said that she was dead."

"He only thought so." Neo seemed relieved.

"Thank you."

"No problem, just doing my job." Just then, something sinister apparently came upon Eirwen. "Can you stand?" Neo tried to stand and, to her surprise, stood up perfectly fine. "Good, follow me." They walked for a bit, with Neo observing the carnage of ice bolts and whip cuts along the metal field. When they stopped, Neo saw the man that caused her all the pain. The district commissioner was struggling to move as he was impaled by several ice rods in each of his limbs. Eirwen stepped back and whispered in Neo's ear, "Would you like revenge? The pain and suffering he caused you? All the lies he told you? Do you want to end it all?" Eirwen handed one of her knives to Neo. "If so, then take it in your hands."

Almost unconsciously, she gripped the knife hard as her hands were slightly shaking. She slowly moved towards the struggling William. "W-w-wait, think about what you are doing Neo!" his voice was in a panic, "Listen, I gave you life in a place that doesn't give people one. You can't just do this to me!"

Neo didn't care what he was saying. She mouthed the words "Shut up" as she plunged the knife into his chest. He was in anguish as the knife went in and out of his body, the blood spattering out to stain Neo's skin. As Neo stabbed her last, she ripped out the knife of the lifeless body and looked at the blood that dripped off of it. Eirwen held Neo's shoulders and whispered in her ears once more, "Do you now know how it feels to take a life? Make sure you remember that feeling, relish it, make it a sensation of great pleasure." Neo felt a great shiver down her spine that made her feel strange. 'Maybe killing is a way to solve problems,' Neo considered and finally, for the first time of her life, she made a grin of delight. As if her problems disappeared in the bliss of the moment. While Neo was in the moment, Eirwen had given Marylin the signal. "Neo, we're leaving. Here, take this," she tossed her trench coat to Neo, "You would probably need that to go outside." Neo ran up to Eirwen's side as they left the arena and entered the side hallway. She observed Eirwen condition and hastily wrote something down to ask, "Are you alright?" Eirwen acknowledged what Neo had asked about and laid a hand on her head.

"I'm fine, Neo. this won't kill me."

"Oh, ok. If you say so."

"Anyway Neo, let's get out of here."

"Right."

Location: On the Rooftop

Nearby: Charles Emporium

Weather: Rain

Marilyn was awoken by the sound of buzzing. She clumsily fell asleep to the sound of rain and forgot of the signal. She slapped both of her cheeks to fully awake herself and checked the scroll. The scroll read, "Mission complete, call extraction." 'Oh, they're done. So, she told me to hit this button here.' Marilyn moved to and pressed the button that Eirwen told her to push before she left. After, the scroll read, "Extraction request received. ETA: 10 minutes."

"Huh, that's pretty fast." The scroll buzzed again.

"New ETA: arriving now."

"Wait, what!?" Marilyn looked straight up to see a black flash pierce the clouded skies and come right towards her. Marilyn thought that whoever was flying that thing was insane. Noticing that it was coming at her, she closed her eyes and braced herself. She opened to the black flash being the ship that was called. The back cargo door opened to a woman with dark black short hair, blue eyes, and was dressed in a loose white coat and black military blouse jumped onto the roof that Marilyn was on.

"Hallo, are you Marilyn?" she had a hard Atlasian accent and, upon closer inspection, had a big rack.

"Oh yeah, um, yes I'm... Marilyn." She was still in shock from almost dying and the woman's rack.

"Good, where is Eirwen?"

Marilyn looked at the entrance, "well, they're no- no wait, there they are." Two figures popped out of the dark doorway to the shadowy organization. One is a girl in a blood-splotched military uniform and a small girl with a black coat around her.

" Eirwen!" The heavy accented lady ran off the railing.

"Wait, there's a-," as Marilyn ran up to the railing to see that same lady parkour all the way down, "-drop."

After the lady dropped, she ran straight towards Eirwen, and when Marilyn looked at Eirwen, a look of fear was on her face as she stopped and started to walk back. Unfortunately, she no time as the lady accelerated and impacted her, dropping her to the ground. "Oh Eirwen, I was so worried. When you went on that mission on your own, I was waiting for the chance to get you back as soon as possible. "The lady was in tears between her words as Eirwen was in disgust.

"Ow, I'm fine, now get off of me." The lady acknowledged and got right back up. Eirwen then proceeded to stand up also and dust herself off. "Ah, Vivian, over worried as always, but I was kind of lying about being fine," She pointed at the stab wound that was crystallized with red ice, "The Hitman got lucky and stabbed right through."

"Ok, this is serious enough that you shouldn't be fighting anymore."

"Well, I kind of fought one of the runner ups in the Vityal Tournament."

"You did what?!"

"Yeah, so the amount of aura I used up for my shots should make me not able to stand right now." As the words came out of her mouth, she was brought to a knee. "Well, there's the aura kicking in."

Vivian sprung right into action and supported Eirwen's shoulder. "Geez, just because you have that ability, doesn't mean you're invincible." She clicked on her earpiece and talked to the pilot to pick them up below.

Eirwen looked up to see a concerned Marilyn, "Hey, Marylin, why don't you come down here too!"

"But, it's too high up!"

Eirwen rolled her eyes and sighed, "Vivian, I need some of your blood."

Vivian was surprised, "W-w-what why?"

"So, I can get her down."

"Oh, here," She offered her arm.

"Thanks," Eirwen helped herself to Vivian's arm. The blood flowed in her mouth and down her throat, the hot, intense flavor filled her senses but kept it as hidden as possible. When she finished, she wiped her mouth of excess blood, and her aura turned into a deep red. Instantly, a red ice staircase formed all the way up to the roof. "Watch your step," Eirwen said, in a dead tone. As Marilyn reached the bottom of the surprising safe stairs, Eirwen was boarding the landed ship, and Vivian was walking up to her.

"Sorry if that gave you a wrong impression of her. When she takes blood, she enters a different mind state.

"Blood?"

"Well, that's how she does it. I have no idea how, but what I do know is that ice is constantly in her blood. You should probably ask her, if she is comfortable, of course."

"Alright I will, but what's your name again?"

"Ah, I forgot. My name is Vivian Sankt, and I am a medic in service to Eirwen," She said with a bow.

"Pleasure to meet you. My name is Marilyn Stravinsky." She held out a hand. In turn, Vivian accepted it with a firm shake.

"Can we please board the ship?" asked Eirwen, while she was sitting in one of the ship's seats, holding her head in annoyance. Everyone got the message, the group piled in. Neo sat next to Marilyn and Vivian next to Eirwen as they lifted off.

A/N:

Ha, ha, cliffhanger.

no not really

it just ends there

next chapter going back to the present so yay

this chapter ends that off

hope my back story for "Neo's child" works

see you next chapter

ciao