Chapter 6
It was late afternoon,around 6'o clock and the sun was dying the clouds and the sky a dark pink.
It would set soon and night would take over.
Two figures,laughing racously,ascended the steps of an old hospital.The hospital was named
Yerkshire Hospital and had been closed for over 50 years.It was in a rapid state of
disrepair,seemingly supported by air and ready to fall apart at any moment.The figures looked at the hospital with distasteful eyes.
"These brats actually live here?"Asked the one figure.
"Right up in the children's ward,top floor."came the reply.
Treading caustiously,the first figure opened the,which swallowed them in a cloud of dust.They coughed and spluttered until the wave had passed.
One of the figures scanned the room for any life.
"Nobodies here,so they're obviously not expecting us.Guess we'll have to find em then".
They made their way past the reception desk with its faded signs,past the waiting room with its musty wheelchairs and all the way to the fire exit.The elevators probably didn't work anyways.
"This place gives me the creeps.Why do they even live in this dump?."
"Beats me."The other figure shrugged."I just wanna get outta here before the sun sets.
You here bout wanna em been a vampire?Bloody weird if you ask me."
"Ain't that the sister?Two brothers n one sister right?"
"Yeah.That's what I heard."
The two men walked in silence the rest of the way.They finally reached the top floor,sweating slightly from the long trip.After stopping to catch their breathe,one of them opened the side exit and peeked around the corner.Dead quite.
"You sure they around here?"
"Yeah,that's what the flyer says mate."
A flyer was clenched in the one mans hand.The other man briskly snatched it up and glanced at it again.It wasn't very attractive,been simply in black and white.Yet it wasn't your average flyer.It was one for murder.Hired murder available to only the lowest depths of the criminal underworld.
The man read it through once and knew his partner was right.But then where could they be?
"Wait" the man said,cupping a hand around his ear."Listen."
The other man done the same and soon he could he hear it to.It sounded like...prayers?
"Prayers?Bloody hell mate."
They looked at each other in stunned silence.Deciding,still in silence,they should follow the noise,they made their way down the passageway.It soon became apparent that someone did live here as there was hardly any dust at all and most of this part of the building looked pretty well kept.
They then turned a corner and came to another passageway.Right at the end of the passageway,light flickered from beneath a door.The men made their way to the door and listened.The prayer that resounded from within sounded eriee.
They hesistated.If they were to enter now,it would feel like they were disturbing something very important.It would seem the more curtious thing to wait outside.So they waited,listening to a prayer just about everyone should know.
"Our Father,who art in Heaven..."
Once the prayer was done,they looked at each other and nodded.As one of them reached for the handle,the door swung open.The man withdrew his hand as if a snake had just bitten it.
A boy,sixteen or seventeen,stood in the doorway.He had spiky,medium length red hair which was slightly covering his left eye.The whole part of his lower face,just below his nose,was wrapped in bandages,covering his mouth.
He had on a black trench coat which he kept open with nothing underneath, exposing his well built chest,along with a simple pair of black jeans. His eyes were black as night and his face very stern looking.The most disturbing of his aspects however,was most probably the fact that he held an enourmous,metallic scythe in his hand.
The two men just stared at him wide eyed,their mouths clenched shut.A placid,calming voice flowed out from the room.
"Please do not stand in the doorway.Do come in."
The strange boy stepped out of the way to let them in.They hesitantly entered the room.
The men were not afraid of anything,just cautious.They were gangsters after all.What was there to be afraid of?They'd seen it all.
The men glanced around the room and were taken aback by its cleanliness.They also noticed that judging by the size of the room,it must have formerly been a waiting room or a ward.
There wasn't much inside the room.Three beds,three chairs,a table and a chess set.That was all.
"What brings you here?" the placid voice spoke again.It was coming from a chair near the centre of the room.Seated in the chair was another boy,also the same age as the
previous one.This one had very long,straight red hair,dark red,piercing eyes,a calm face and a placid smile.
His clothes strangely resembled a Priests outfit.He didn't have on a robe however,only the black suit which trailed down in a trench-coat like style.Sitting across from him was a girl,roughly the same age aswell.
She had the same dark red hair,slightly curly at the ends which was laden with numerous hair pins and clips,though it was not nearly as long as her brothers.Her eyes were different though.
They were green but they wern't calm or stern like the others were.Hers were mad.Glinting with madness.She wore a constant crazy smile which added to her deranged look.Her clothes didn't seem to suit her at all.
They were black,heavy gloves which glowed a slight red,a black top,
a strange two-part skirt with the second part hanging below her knees,exposing her legs which had black stockings on and a dark red scarf draped around her neck.The two children looked like they were playing a game of chess.
One of the men cleared his throat and asked."You're the group right? That group that's for hire.Murders isn't it?"
The boy never looked up from his chess game."That's right.And what is your business here?"
The man looked around nervously,first at the boy with the bandages who was leaning against the door frame,and secondly at the setting sun which had round about thirty minutes left.The plan was to get out before the sun set.
"Well uuh...yeah we got a job for you lot."
The girl took a knight with her queen."What sort of job?"enquired the boy,still not looking up.
"Well the boss only told us to tell you if we thought you were good enough.Not be wasting our time see?"
"Well what do you want to know?"the boy said in his same,placid tone.
"Uhhh well,your names for starters...and what you do."
Finally,the boy looked away from his chess game and stood up.Only once he stood up did they notice how long his hair really was.It reached to about his knees.He swept it out of his face and turned to stare at them.
"Of course,let me introduce you to my loving siblings."
He pointed towards the bandaged boy.
"That would be my brother;Rain.He tragically lost his voice when his vocal chords were cut out."
He smirked and then turned towards the girl.
"This would be my sister,Mist.She's quite...unique."
She grinned excitedly at the two men.
"And I would be Hale.An I.Q over 200.Or so I've been told."
He smiled at them and waited for their reactions.They were clearly impressed but...
"Well what can you do?What abilities or powers or whatever have you lot got that make you so highly recommended?"
Hale walked towards the men and guided them outside into the hallway.
"Let us move to a more suitable location."
Everyone filed out of the room.
They then ended up on the spacious grounds of the Hospital.
Hale stood next to his siblings and turned to face the men.
"Please put us to any test you wish."
The two men though for a bit before deciding on a simple,yet affective test.
One of the men pulled out an apple from within his coat and placed it on a dead tree stump.
"Show us how you can split this apple."
The duo stepped back and gave the triplets some room. The three children stood in silence,contemplating on what would be sufficient enough to split the apple.
The sun now cast an eriee glow over the grounds.It was almost night. Rain now stepped up,Scythe in hand.
"Rain has a very special Scythe,the Guillotine,which is very nicely coupled with his abilities"Hale explained.
"Yeah yeah,we'll believe it when we see it"the man grumbled.
Rain took a step back,making his distance from the apple around 8 feet away.
He then took the Guillotine in his left hand,held it above his head like an axe and hurled it at the apple.It flew past the apple at an amazing speed,becoming a blur,until it
stuck itself in the outer wall at the far end of the grounds.The apple remained was untouched.
"You completely missed it you git!"one of the men sneered at him.
Rain simply stalked off to fetch his Scythe on the otherside of the grounds.
"What a waste of time...Thought you lot were worth the effort."
The two men turned around to leave when suddenly,an amazing thing happened. The apple had split in two.
"What the...?"
The duo froze in their tracks.
Hale stepped forward to provide an explanation."You see,my brothers strength is unparalled. Despite his thin,lanky frame,he is of profound strength.The air could simply not keep up with the Scythe which is why there was a delay.However,when the air did catch up,it cut the apple in half,not the Scythe itself."
The men exchanged confused looks.When Rain had returned,he was given suspicious looks by the two men."Lemme see that Scythe."Rain calmly handed it to the man.He immediately buckled under its weight.
"This thing weighs a bloody ton!"
He was now turning blue from his effort to keep the Scythe from touching the ground but he simply could not lift it any higher.Rain gently lifted it from his grip and walked off to stand with his brother and sister.
"Uhhh well...lemme see what the other two got." He produced another apple and placed it in the same place as the previous one. The other man was getting nervous now.The sun was barely peeking over the horizon.
He glanced away from the horizon and caught Hale staring at him. Hale turned away as soon as he noticed,but had a strange smile upon his face.
"Right,well who's up next?"the man grunted.
Hale now stepped forward,drawing a rifle from a bag his sister had brought with her. "This is my specialized PSG-1 Sniper rifle.Let me entertain you." Hale now walked to the far end of the ground till the party could only see his silhouette. He crouched down into the prone postion.
What puzzled the men was the fact that his line of sight was not directly facing the apple.It was at a slight angle.
"He gonna shoot the apple?"the one man whispered to the other. "Beats me eh."he said,drawing a knife from his pocket and twirling it in his hands.
A wind now picked up in the lonely grounds of Yerkshire Hospital.The men turned to watch
Hale but only saw the glint of his scope.He was preparing for his shot.
"He better hur-"the man started but was cut off when a deafening shot rang out. The knife hurtled out from between the man's fingers and sliced the apple clean in two. His jaw dropped when he saw Hales figure coming towards the group. The other man's face was a bright red.
"WHAT THE HELL YOU TRYNA DO?!"He screamed.
Hale still had his calm smile on.
"You asked for an impressive way to split that apple.I surmise that it was an impressive way since I knew you were going to draw that knife."
"But...I...what?"The man spluttered.
"From analyzing your actions and your physical body I was able to calculate you were going to draw you knife.I believe it is a habit of yours?"
"Well...uh...JUST GET OVER THERE!"He shouted,pointing his finger towards the other children.
Hale bowed and stepped over.
The men both looked flustered and confused now."Now what was it?"
"I believe it is my turn now".Mist had spoken for the very first time.Her voice was smooth and calm but there was a maniacal edge to it.It was clear when you listened properly.
"Uh,yeah...yeah that's right."He now produced the last apple.
The sun would set any second now and night would fall.
Both men grimaced at this thought.
Mist now approached the apple held it in her hand.The gloves she had on now glowed a mild red,like fire. It then glowed brighter and brighter,till it was the colour of your average flame. The apple started to smoke and sizzle.
Mist increased her grip on the apple and it immediately melted in her hands. Smoke hung around her while she tried to flap it away.Once it had cleared,she dusted off her hands and went to go stand with her brothers.
The men would have asked how.They really wanted to know,but there was no time.
He signaled them over and all five huddled in a small group.
"Right,you lot got the job."
"What's the target?"Hale demanded.
"Right,here we go..."He pulled out a crumpled photograph from his jacket pocket. It wasn't a posing photograph,more like a surveillance one.In it,was a young man with spiky black hair,a green jacket and blue jeans.He was sitting in a park with a girl.
The girl wore a purple dress and had tied up her silvery hair. Hales eyes shot open at the sight of this and his smile vanished.
"Right,see the one with the Silver hair?That's the one you gotta ki-"
"Sister..."Hale said softly.
The man looked annoyed at him for cutting him off."What?"
Hale looked at his siblings and pointed at the girl with silver hair. Their eyes too opened wide in surprise.
"Is it...is it really her brother?"Mist asked Hale
"I don't know.But...it...looks like her."He concentrated hard on the picture.Silence.Then...
"Brother...They want us to kill sister..."Mist glared at the two men.
"Yeah but-"
Hale looked up at the two men,his hair hanging in his face.His smile was back.
"Well well...unfortunately we can't kill our sister now can we gentlemen?" The man bared his teeth at the children. "Listen you little-"
Hale snatched the photo from his hand and proceeded to head towards the main gate. He stopped and turned towards the men.
"It's night time gentlemen.My sister is quite accustomed to this hour." The men leaped back with a look of pure horror on their faces. "Wait b-but that-that's just a rumor!" "All rumors are not just mindless gossip gentlemen." Mist grinned at the men but this time two blood soaked fangs protruded from the sides of her mouth.
The men screamed, turned around and fled.Mist and Rain simultaneously gave chase.
Mist caught the one man and bit deep into his neck.He screamed and flailed his arms but it was no use.
She had him in a vice grip.His screams were loud and pitiful but soon they died down,like a dying siren.
He crumpled to the ground in a pool of his own blood and moved no more.Mist wiped her mouth off,grinning.
The other man doubled his pace at the sound of his partners screams but he to,was caught.
A huge hand grabbed his shoulder and spun him around.The hand then grabbed his head and pressed.
Hard.Very hard.Infact,he didn't even make a sound as Rain crushed his head with his bare hand.The headless body fell to its knees where Rain kicked it on to its back.He wiped off his hand's and jogged to catch up with his siblings as they made their way out the Hospital grounds.
"Is it really sister?"Mist asked again.
"There is only one way to find out"Hale replied.
The back of the photograph said Tokyo,Japan...
Author's notes: Hope you enjoyed the new chapter.R&R please :)
The grammar might suck but I tried anyways.New chapter coming up
soon. Thx :P