Considered Good or Evil?
A room was fitted with six chairs positioned around a circular table. The table was holding a big jug of water; which had ice cubes inside to keep the water cool. Six glasses was sitting on top of metal placemats; waiting to be filled with the water. The chairs had comforting material to ensure that whoever sat on it was to be comfortable. The rest of the room was bare.
Light came pouring in through the only window. Shadows formed from where the light could not touch. The only entrance and exit was a pine wooden door; which had a metal silver handle. The ground was fitted with a deep red carpet; giving the room the only colour. The walls were plain and bare; but they were clean as if fresh paint had been laid.
The mechanism to the lock of the door sounded as it was unlocked by whoever was on the other side. The door soon opened as six well built men walked inside the room. They gathered in the room showing either calmness or displeasure. One of the six leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his toned chest.
Four of them sat in the chairs; one had his legs on the table; arms behind his head and was leaning back on the chair. Another turned his chair around so that the back of it was in front of him; sat down, then laid his arms on top of the chair's back support. Another one of the males sat in the chair with his arms folded; his legs slightly apart. The other male had his legs apart; elbow rested on top of his kneecap, with his chin in his hand.
The sixth male stood at the window; looking out with his arms behind his back. His expression was stern; his jaw set hard in anger, but he kept his composure. He turned to face the others. His hair was flat on top of his head; but came into slight spikes at the edges. His hair was black with red highlights actually causing the effect to be a deep red; more like blood. His eyes were a very strange colour; red, just like a royal red. His features were very exquisite; a major pretty boy, he looked no older than 18.
"He was completely useless; he'd even got himself targeted by the one we're after" a spiked blonde haired male spoke with a smirk; as if glad that he was dead.
His hair was bright; reminding anyone of a sunflower or the sun. His eyes were as deep as the ocean's depths; giving a haunting yet mysterious feeling. All the time his eyes always holds a mischievous glint in them; showing that he was up to no good at all. His black sports jacket was open revealing his toned muscles and a six pack. He wore black jogging bottoms with white lines down both sides. It was like he was ready to spirit for the world; or he was just having a nice morning jog. His appearance was also no older than 18 years of age.
"She's analytical; wise and many things that we have yet to comprehend. I had predicted this beforehand. I had specifically told him the dangers he would put himself into; but he chose to ignore my heeds." A brown haired boy spoke with aggravation.
His hair was deep brown very close to black; but because of the lighting, it shows that it's only a very dark shade of brown. His eyes looked very inhuman because they were absolutely jet black. However; there was a strangeness to them which draws the opposite sex in, but makes all boys jealous of him, this causes them to forget that his eyes were inhuman in the first place.
He wore a black leather jacket; which was open showing his white sleeveless shirt, which was cut in a V around the neck. The shirt clung to his body showing his abs and muscles. His arms muscles were hidden by the jacket; but the outline of them could be seen, and it showed that he was very muscular. His trousers were a dark blue; his muscular legs hid underneath, not revealing how muscular they were.
"Leon; calm yourself! The fool died because of idiocy and his arrogance. The worst of all was the fact he begged for his life to be spared. No that just damn right ticks me off" a dark red head stated with his eyes burning with rage.
His hair reminded anyone of blood whilst his eyes burned with ferociousness as fire. The truth about his eyes was; they literally had the same colour as fire, as it constantly moves like it as well. He wore a red short sleeved top; which his muscles pulled at, like they were about to tear the shirt apart. His trousers were black making him seem a bit creepy to be around; but his presence around others gave the opposite affect.
"Ty; can you reframe from increasing that temper of yours? It really is a bother" a silver haired 18 year old male spoke out with a smirk on his features.
The red head named Ty glared at him; showing he didn't appreciate his cocky attitude. The silver haired male looked right into his eyes with that cocky smirk of his; causing Ty to become much angrier. His fiery eyes blazed as if the fire had just been fuelled from the silver haired male's words.
The silver haired male had his hair tied into a low pony tail. His eyes were violet which had the glint of cheekiness within. He wore a black top with no sleeves. The top clung to his body; showing off all the muscles and abs that he has. His trousers clung tight against his legs; showing the muscular of them.
"Enough! Both of your insolence is starting to get on my nerves. Unless you want to test my patience and temper; I suggest you both just shut up" a male with dark blue hair said with a raised voice.
They turned to face the dark haired male; who was leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed and his face distorted with furry. They could clearly see that he really wanted to smash someone's head in at that very point; and it was most likely either Ty or the silver haired male, maybe even both of them.
The dark haired male had spiked hair; that came to his shoulders. His eyes were a dark blue nearing off to a black colour. He wore a black top with the picture of flames covering it. It was short sleeved; but his muscles tugged at the top, making it seem as if they would tear the fabric. His trousers were dark blue maybe a black colour.
"Kage; my brother, you need to calm. Getting angry with our comrades isn't going to solve our problems with our stubborn yet troublesome target" the male standing at the window spoke calmly.
Everyone looked to their leader; all seeing his anger in his eyes, but he was in control of it, which all the other males could clearly see. Kage; the male leaning against the wall, averted his gaze to the floor, and then grunted for his first response. Kage soon looked back at his brother and saw that he was beginning to become angry with him, and he knew why.
"Yes big brother, Yami" Kage replied with his temper lowered.
Yami accepted that and gave a nod full of appreciation. He soon looked to his other four men that were sitting on the chairs; knowing they were waiting for an explanation for this sudden meeting. Despite that; each male in the room knew why they were there, so questions were not needed.
"Leader; shouldn't we just go in and take her for ourselves? I mean all our subordinates failed miserable and paid the price by her blades" the blonde haired male spoke.
His voice was so serious; earlier he had that annoying joking voice, but now, his voice sounded so... mature? His changing attitude and voice actually confused the others to what he truly is; but not one, not one single person actually confronted him about it, the only person that knew about it was... their leader.
"Marik; I can see that you are confused about me not letting you just go and capture her without working in the background unnoticeably. However; if she were to know that we are the ones that want her capture, it would cause much more problems on our hands" Yami replied to him.
"What you're saying is that she'll escape our grasps? Or that we're not strong enough to ensure she can't escape?" the silver haired male asked.
"Lucifer; have you once ever studied her? Gone through her profile of what we have? Understand how she works; what she does, and how she does it? I guarantee that your answers would be 'no'" Yami spoke to him slightly enraged.
"Sorry sir!" Lucifer apologised; not wanting to enrage his leader any further.
"Boss; is she really that much trouble? Is she even worth our time? I mean; how can a 15 year old female be of our importance?" the dark brown haired male asked.
They all turned to him with a look; but Yami, he was not showing he was actually pissed by that question; he actually looked as if he was glad that someone had finally asked. It was as if he was waiting for someone to ask what everyone else was actually wanting to ask; but did not have the guts to ask at all.
"Angel, Brooke! It's so good to see the both of you again"
A female with mid-back pink hair pulled them both into a gentle and friendly hug. They both hugged back with a large amount of gentleness and friendliness. All three soon parted from each other and then stood smiling at each other.
"Angel, Brooke, Cecil!"
The three turned to see two females walking over to them. One had dark purple hair tied into a pony tail whilst the other had black hair tied into two pony tails at the sides of her head. The dark purple haired female wore a black dress going down to her knees; but underneath she wore leggings, which came down to her ankles. The other had a dark purple belly top with a matching skirt. Underneath her skirt she wore leggings; also going down to her ankles, but was the same colour as the rest of her clothes.
The purple haired female had black eyes; the matching colour to the female beside her. The black haired female had dark purple eyes; matching the purple haired female. In fact; the two of them were sisters, not twin sisters. They were totally opposite with the other; but they got along together.
"Dia; you need to lighten up more, your little sister Ella is so much more fun than you" Cecil said as if complaining to her.
"Cecil; you could at least learn to keep your mouth close sometimes" Dia answered back.
"My breath does not stink" Cecil said taking what she said the wrong way; as always.
Angel; Brooke and Ella exchanged glances to each other before giggling at the sight of the two going at it again; just like old times. Cecil and Dia exchanged glances to each other; before giggling along with the others. Things really hadn't changed over the few years they've been apart; but the main problem was when the last one joined them.
"Girls... Over here!"
All five turned to see a female with long wavy light blue hair running up to them. Her eyes were slightly darker than her hair was. Her clothes were of a dark blue skirt; which came to just above her knees. Her legs were bare; but she wore flat glittery blue shoes. Her top had straps with frills coming off them; but the top reached to her waist. Her hair was set loose; so as she ran, it flew behind her.
She then reached them in a few minutes with a gentle smile on her features. Dia looked to her with a frown; which soon was turned into guilt. Something that hadn't crossed her features for years. In turn the blue haired female hugged each one of them; but since Dia hated being hugged, she put her hand out for her to shake, which she did.
"Faye; look about a few years ago, I'm so-" Dia began.
"Dia; the past is the past. I don't need to relate to it no more; it's been and gone, no one can change it. Besides; if I hadn't forgiven you, I wouldn't be bothering with you" Faye interrupted.
Dia was quite shocked of what was said to her; but it soon turned into a smile, glad that she had been forgiven. The others looked to each other then smiled at this friendly atmosphere that was around them. Dia and Faye had finally sorted out the problem that kept them both apart.
"Angel; I have to say something before you begin to speak" Dia spoke out in confidence. "I want our team to come back together again"
The only person to not have gasped at her sudden outburst was Angel; whom only smiled at it. The next few minutes had gone by and they were all silent; still taking in the information that Dia had suddenly stated in an outburst. Brooke and Cecil soon rejoiced by whooping out loud; causing everyone to smile at their happiness.
"Angel; I want in, I want our team to reunite" Ella spoke.
"You know I'm in" Cecil literally shouted out.
"I'm not backing down from rejoining the team. So you can count me in as well Angel" Faye stated with a smile.
"I told my answer already to Angel; but I'm still definitely joining the team" Brooke spoke with happiness emitting from her voice.
Everyone turned to face her; pleading with their eyes for her to make her decision. Even though it was the reason why Angel had called them all; she still couldn't say no to them when they were pleading so desperately.
"I couldn't say no even if I wanted to" Angel told them and they smiled in happiness.
"The team has finally reunited after many years of separation. Now; we shall aim forward and triumph to become known once more. Let's go Team..."