Onyx narrowed her eyes dangerously, "What are you doing here, you bitch?"
Suddenly, a vague form appeared in the doorway. My brother's death will be avenged…kill yourself…NOW!
Onyx smirked, You know not whom you trifle with Alona! Whirling into action, she fired off three shots into the doorway. There was a bloodcurdling shriek and then the shape vanished.
Stumbling to his feet, Shiro looked around, "Who the hell was that?"
Onyx sighed and replaced her pistols, "I'll tell you at dinner. Let's go."
--5 minutes later, Joe Mill's Bar and Grill.
Shiro downed his fifth shot and looked up, "Aren't you going to tell me who the hell that was back there?"
Sipping her martini carefully, Onyx gazed coolly at her half-drunken companion, "Her name is Alona Bluesummers, and she is Legato's younger sister."
Shiro spat out his drink, "Legato had a sister?!"
She nodded, "Yes. She looks as though she could be his twin, but the truth is she's much more powerful than her brother and almost twice as twisted. She was always hopelessly devoted to him, so I'm not surprised she came after us."
The saxophone player shrugged, "Fine. Let's just get the hell out of here then."
Onyx shook her head, "I've got to meet someone first."
Shiro arched an eyebrow, "Who?"
She got up, "A friend."
As they left the restaurant, a young boy with snowy white hair and gray eyes ran up and tugged on Onyx's coat. Kneeling down, Onyx ruffled the boy's hair, "What's your name, boy?"
Narrowing his eyes, the boy hesitated, "Ishon."
She nodded, "Would you like something to eat, Ishon?"
When it looked as if the boy was about to say yes, his head jerked off to the side and a momentary flicker of fear crossed his face. Shaking his head frantically, he thrusted a small piece of paper into her hands and ran away.
Frowning, she opened the scrap of paper. It read:
"Jeneora Rock; one week."
Sighing, she placed the note in her pocket and walked into the nearest bar.