Well, here goes chapter two.

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"speech"

Thought

Dream

Concentration was one of the things Jade Ferrel lacked growing up. Not a healthy thing for a training assassin. Trained in the art of daggers since the time she could walk, her hands felt empty without them, so she often had them within easy reach. Now was NOT one of those times. Unfortunately. She should have been concentrating harder on her mission, and not the strange, albeit cute, man who had been watching her for who knows how long. She knew of him, and she knew he knew.

Concentrate. She only had one chance to make it out of here. See, she wasn't concentrating on her job, and poisoned the wrong nobles drink. Unfortunately, the noble's drink she did poison was well liked, and well guarded. So, in true fashion, her sects "contact" had immediately tipped someone off. Now here she sat, innumerable stories high, the only way to escape either jump and in all likely hood die, or well.. Be dragged to the nearest room by the soldiers (who ironically enough belonged to the noble she WAS meant to kill) and raped, tortured, then raped again, killed in a nice public are, then in all likely hood raped again, one last time before her body was fed to the damn slaves.

A throaty chuckle escaped her blood red lips, her curvaceous form crouched to jump, Jade made a forward leap onto the nearest soldier, pulling herself tantalizingly close, and kicked off the fool's armored chest propelling both her, and the rather lovely curtains out the window. Well, At least it's a nice night to die looking at the stars. One more thought crossed threw her mind as her long wavy black and red hair flickered in and out of her sight. One she had to make known. "Ohh shit"

Jade braced herself the best she could, hoping that by some miracle shed survive this fall, closed her green eyes, her namesake, and never saw the shadow that leaped from the roof of the very building she fell from. She did however feel it. Just as she felt the frosty trickle of magic permeate her skin. Just as she felt the razor fangs tear at her throat. I can't open my eye's… What is that noise? Wha.. wha..wha.. Jade Ferrel's next thought was two weeks later, 3 feet underground, in the pit of dirt her sect had used for centuries past.

Gohan awoke with a start. No sweat was apparent, it was hard for a saiyan to sweat, but the movement did arouse the lithe form of a woman that slept besides him. "What's wrong?" Asked wisped a voice sensual enough to melt butter, smoother than any velvet could ever be. Gohan didn't answer. Couldn't answer. The coppery taste her blood was to strong. It set loose the beast within him, so it was hard for her to know if even he heard. Strong arms wrapped themselves around him as the reddish black hair of Jade Ferrel, Vampiric assassin, and former mate to Ruinshin, cascaded down his front. Support for his struggle, one she'd never be able to end.

So they sat for several minutes in silence, except for his labored breathing. "Damn." Whispered Gohan. Lucky soldier… Jade did the most mature and reasonable thing she could do, She knocked the wind out of him." You had me worried, you ass". Gohan allowed a smirk to form as a chuckle escaped his lips. " Come on Jade, we gotta get up to go to school. It's a miracle I managed to convinve my mother I went camping to meditate or some such. Come to think about it, I forget just what is I told her."

Jade let out a sigh. "you're an idiot" She began as she moved around the dimly lit room. Objects of all sizes and shapes littered shelves and cabinets, nooks and crannies, most haphazardly thrown around. Only one group of items had a set spot in this room, and that was Jades old amour and weapons. They glinted out threw the blackness, lit by a aura all their own. The mark of magic, so powerful Gohan could smell it. "You're not wearing the monstrosity your mother packed for you either. I may be a corpse long past her time to rot, but I do have taste."

With a quick spell, Jade changed Gohan's cloths to something much more fitting for a undead legend. : You are right though, if we don't leave, we will be late. Wouldn't want that.: thought Jade sarcastically.

Nearly an hour later, the two sat in front of the first class of the day, waiting for the teacher to introduce the two. So many smells assaulted Jades sensitive nose, and she could hear the pulse of thousands of hearts. Already a hunger pounded through her, but she ignored it. Years of training taught her that, all she had to do was concentrate. Gohan looked at her through the corner of his eyes. "You know, you never were good a concentrating Jade" The door creaked open, revealing a middle aged man, with a smiling face. "You two are welcome to come in now, kiddies, don't want to spoil the chance you two have to get into your right places in this school. Mays well send ya in one at a time." Gohan looked at the old man confused. "what's that mean?" Jade let out one last chuckle, as she stepped forward into the biggest buffet she had ever seen. :Uhhg, this is gonna be a long day:

So, there we go. Chapter one.