Black Widow- Black Cat
Chapter 4: Crossed Swords (Number XIV's perspective.)
((Before I begin this chapter let me see to some of the reviews. I know that Chronos number only go to 13 but I thought that maybe stretching it would open it to new possibilities. Also for the Mary Sue thing, I don't even know what one is so I apologize that my character seems that way. Thank you to all my subscribers and fans… I really don't deserve your compliments. Alright! Here we go! PS; I like Greek Mythology.))
Rose strode ahead. Her cloak swayed behind her. I wondered why she was always in a bad mood. I hadn't done anything to her, I don't think. Though she was cold to everyone. She actually was somewhat nice to Sephiria though that might be because she drafted her. I had once asked why, if she had begged Sephiria to join Chronos, she never talked to any of the others. Her response was she was here to work and nothing else... but I sure don't buy that.
I had always wondered how a sixteen year old could get into an assassin organization but broaching that subject was deadly. Though that didn't stop me from wondering. I wondered if Sephiria had a soft spot for her. I suppose she could be able to pull a puppy act... though she seemed the last person I could see doing that. Being on the receiving end of a lot of those glares I knew that she wouldn't be caught dead trying to pout her way into anything.
"Does blond hair make you move slower?" Rose mumbled over her shoulder at me. When I didn't respond and just kept staring at her she looked away. "What are you doing?"
I grinned at her and she scowled. "Sorry. Brain somewhere else."
"Need a brain for that." She muttered so low I wasn't sure she even said anything, turning on her heels she started to walk away.
Running up I grabbed her around the waist. "Did you just make a joke?" She grabbed my wrists. "Ow, ow, ow." I bit my lip and pulled away. "Your nails hurt." I complained.
"Grow up." She growled walking ahead. Huh... maybe she isn't made of stone after all. I shrugged and kept pace.
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I ducked as a sword whizzed over my head. Rose turned sharply knocking another sword away with Venom. I drew Fury and spun in the direction of the attack.
Rose groaned and for a faint second I though she was hurt but I looked over and she just seemed agitated. "What do you want?"
"Hello Rose." A young man stepped from the shadows of the alley that we had ventured down. His brown hair was cut short in an army cut and his black eyes made him look almost as cold as Rose... almost. "Are you ready to return yet?" He bared his teeth in a smile.
"Go to hell." She growled. The man 'tsk'ed at her and amusement sparkled in his eyes.
"Very well." He sighed scooping up one of his swords. "Maybe it's time you learn to respect elders." It took me a second but I realized hewas maybe in his twenties-late twenties.
I tensed ready to defend Rose if need be but he charged at me. When jumping out of the way failed I used Fury to block his sword. He sliced downward and I used Fury to hold the sword away though the force of the blow forced me to use both my arms. Too late I realized his trick as he landed a hard punch in my gut sending me reeling backwards.
"Kyuuban." Rose's voice was a warning. I looked over sharply from leaning against the wall. Was it just my imagination or did she sound worried?
"Don't worry, Rose. It will be over soon." I dove out of the way of his next strike and spun taking his legs out from under him. I fired at his chest but he disappeared. Spinning I tried to locate him but it was useless... until he hit me in the back of my head with the hilt of his sword. He leaned down casually to pick up his other sword.
I looked over to see why Rose wasn't moving. Only then did I realize that in this space she could barely move Venom let alone use it and fighting him barehanded would be a death wish. I skidded backwards as his sword connected with Fury. Blood ran down my face from my nose and I swiped at it quickly. The man bared his teeth.
He ran towards me and I braced waiting for his attack. When he stopped mid-attack I lessened my stance in confusion and he swiped his swords across my chest one after the other in a bloody 'X' pattern. Stumbling backwards my head hit the wall, adding little back dots in my vision to the blood that ran down my chest and face pooling beside me.
With the hilt of his sword again he whacked me across the face. I was going to have a killer bruise on my cheek and nose I thought numbly. The black spots grew and I fell against the wall sliding until I was sitting on the ground. Rose raced towards as the man raised his sword to finish me off. I blinked trying to get the blood and black spots to leave my vision but all that that managed to do was to send me into unconsciousness.