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Kamijo was walking through one of the long, warmly lit hallways of his mansion; the red carpet softening the sound of his thick knee high black boots. At the end of the hallway, there was a stair case that lead up to one of the many towers that adorned the mansion.
Kamijo had never spent a great amount of time in the towers, but he found himself coming to this one more and more often, thanks to its newest inhabitant. Moving to knock on the door Kamijo raised his hand only to be stopped by the sound of a woman's voice.
"Come in Kamijo, I've been expecting you!"
Kamijo sighed, this was the problem with having someone who could see the future, they knew everything before you did.
The minute Kamijo stepped through the door he felt like he had entered a different world. The room was mostly dark, except for the light of a few candles, whose light was reflected thousands of times around the room due to shining on crystal pendants that hung off the unlit chandler on the ceiling.
Jasmine You sat at her favorite circular table staring deep into the large purple crystal diamond that she kept on it.
"You said you wanted to see me," stated Kamijo as he stood by the door…not exactly sure where to go. Jasmine motioned to an elegant wood chair on the other side of the table.
"I just discovered that 'they' have hired an assassin in yet another scheme to take your life," said Jasmine. Kamijo couldn't repress the smirk that now showed clearly on his face.
"This isn't the first assassin 'they' have sent after me, I'll just handle him like I've done all the rest." Kamijo enjoyed beating the assassins at their own game and seeing the fear in their faces when they realized they were no longer the hunters, but the hunted.
"I would be careful all the same, we may be a vampire, but we aren't completely immortal, this one might be more troublesome then the rest," cautioned Jasmine. "I did a little bit of digging on him and it turns out he's got a very good reputation in the French underground. He's got a 100% success rate and has never once been caught by the police; they don't even have a single picture or sketch of him or an idea of what he looks like."
Even Kamijo couldn't help but be impressed by the information that Jasmine had told him, all of the other assassins that had come after him before had been caught by the police at least once, before they broke out. This new assassin didn't even have a witness sketch of him, he must have some skill.
"So other then taking a bullet to the head, how am I supposed to know who the assassin…" Kamijo stopped in the middle of his question as Jasmine handed him a very detailed painting of this new assassin.
He wore a pair of black pants with gold lines down the side, along with a black muscle shirt to match his black long sleeved jacket that hung like a cape over his toned shoulders. The boots the assassin wore were much like his own, high heeled and laced all the way up to the knee. He had midnight black hair and piecing green eyes.
"So were you able to uncover the name of this assassin?" asked Kamijo, honestly curious about the man.
"Why yes I did paint this picture, thank you for noticing," said Jasmine irritatedly, before consulting her crystal, "His name is Yuki, oh and you are going to love this, it appears that he makes sure all the victims he's suppose to kill are wearing red roses on their person. I wonder why? Either way I can see why 'they' hired him, you stick out like a sore thumb with the roses you keep on your person, maybe you should stop wearing them for the time being.
"The day I stop wearing roses is the day I die!" stated Kamijo firmly, And besides, I'm sure he already knows what I look like, contrary to human belief we can show up in cameras, and god knows 'they've' taken plenty of pictures of me."
"So what do you want to do?" question Jasmine.
"I think I'll play the ignorant victim for a while, and learn more about this little assassin. It's been a few months since I've had any entertainment or excitement." replied Kamijo with a diabolical twinkle in his eye.
Jasmine rolled her eyes. "Have fun with that."
Taking the picture with him Kamijo left the room. His whole body was shaking with anticipation of the new game that was about to start. It had been a while since he had a challenging opponent.
Looking at the picture Kamijo asked "So, are you ready to play?"