Sorry guys for it taking a while, but I've had ton's going on this week and I'm trying to set up a more steady schedule for my updates... I'm planning on updating on the weekends so that I can work at an more steady pace and maybe even end up stock piling chapters! I'm sorry if this chapter isn't as good as the others (I'm not used to writing in a male P.O.V. and I'm female, not male and I'm not totalyy sure how most males think - just the way my brother thinks and he's... Different to say the least...)
So hope you guys like it even if it's not the best and sorry that it's short! The next chapter will be longer I swear! And If I can have five reviews before next week so that I can update I would love it and from now on I will reply to all reviews through PMing and I won't repeat any of the conversations unless I deem it important to the chapter or I think it would help to clear some things up about the story.
This chapter is dedicated to XanXan01, SeaDevil, and Lightning Blade because they are my muses!
Dante's P.O.V.
Where we left off…
I followed her just like Isaac had ordered me to – though I'll admit that I might've gone a bit over board – and ended up losing someone for the first time in the depths of an ancient beyond belief castle that had who knows what hidden in it. So when I finally came across what was apparently one of the torture rooms that Feng had mentioned BEFORE I started following her, I decided to take a break and look around – maybe get some ideas on how to best torture someone.
How was I supposed to know that she'd sneak up behind me? All I knew was that someone was screaming 'I'm gonna kill you' and I instantly reacted like I'd been taught by my father who'd been taught by his father who'd been taught by his father and so on and so forth. I didn't even realize it was Feng until I'd already drawn some blood from her because I'd misjudged and accidentally nicked her neck. Note to self: tell Isaac that his sister is insane and has it in her to actually kill someone if she gets pissed enough!
Looking down at her, I saw something in her eyes that most likely had never been there before. She was trembling and those pretty Christmas colored eyes were wide. She was eyeing me and trying to judge how best to get away – don't people know that it's impossible to get away? She wouldn't even make it three feet because she was a weak female and all females tended to be weak little scrawny things with hardly any muscle.
Shite, remind me to kill anyone who said that ALL females were weak little scrawny things with no muscle! That fucking hurt like Hell!
She'd elbowed me in just the right spot to get me to move and once she had enough leverage, my arm was behind my back in a position where if I so much as moved in a way that she didn't like my arm would be toast. And sadly that was in a literal sense since I wouldn't even have an arm…
"Bastard," She hissed but her voice trembled a bit. Well, on the bright side I knew she hadn't expected that knife… but then again now she had a knife to kill me with. "How dare you? Didn't your mother raise you better then to harm a girl? Haven't you at least heard the saying 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned'? There's a saying about us for a reason you know…"
"Can you let me go? This kind of hurts."
"Then you shouldn't have held a knife to my throat."
"That's debatable."
"You drew blood!"
"In my defense, your honor, it was in self-defense."
"We're not playing court room judge, asshole! You're almost as bad as my brother! I've never cursed so much in my life then all of a sudden poof two jerks show up and I curse up a storm!"
"What about your father?"
"Correction: three assholes who are complete bastard who I wish would die in hell! Well Richard doesn't have to die in Hell but you and Isaac certainly need to…"
I laughed. Now if only she'd let go of my arm… She'd make a great sparring partner sometime; maybe she'd last longer than the others. I looked at her face, again.
There was still a trace of that emotion on her features… almost as if that'd reawaken something in her that she'd forgotten. Chances were whatever it was wasn't good and I wanted to know what it was. Though either way I'd have to find out because of Isaac…
"Please, let go of my arm Feng?" This time I put my best and cutest puppy dog eyes behind it like a three year old trying to convince his parents to get him ice-cream. Unlike that three year old, mine didn't work sadly…
She snorted. "No chance in Hell. I don't like people holding knives to my throat."
"What if I said I was sorry?"
"Maybe, though not likely."
"Would it eve be worth the try?"
"It might put me more in a frame of mind to let you go after some more sucking up."
"I'm sorry for holding the knife to your throat. In my defense I thought you were the boogie man and I acted completely out of reflex."
"So basically you do that every time someone sneaks up behind you… Weirdo."
"No, I do it every time someone sneaks up behind me then screams, 'I'm Gonna Kill You' at the top of their lungs."
"And that makes it so much better how?"
"I honestly don't know…"
"If I let you go I get to keep the knife right?"
"When did I ever say that?"
"You didn't, I did. I like knives… They're pretty."
"…" That was a shocker. Not even all of my research that I'd done so far prepped me for that. Who would've known that this tiny little midget girl who looked like she couldn't harm a fly – besides with her words – would have a secret interest in knives? Definitely not Isaac, that's for sure…
"Oh come on! Why is everyone so shocked to find out I have an obsession when it comes to knives? When Sammy found out she nearly passed out from shock!" Feng started ranting and finally let go of me. I'd have to remember that.
"For a short person, you sure have some bite to ya." Probably not the wisest thing I've ever said but hey… I'm not the smartest assassin out there – even if I've the most successful kill record in Maximillion Enterprises.
She turned on me and glared. "I am not short! I'm fun sized!"
"Isn't that like the oldest one in the book?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Hey, blame my grandparents! They're the ones who told me that I'm fun sized. And I'm not THAT short, you know."
"Sure, now do you know how we can get the hell out of here?"
"Yes, but I'm not going to tell you."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm pissed off at you and I want you to die a horrible death down here."
"Aren't you Asians all supposed to be uber friendly and forgiving?"
"I'm only half Asian. The rest is French, humph."
"Sara will be upset if we don't get out of here soon. Don't you two generally have tea at this time; it's already nine O'clock."
"Let it be known that I now officially hate your guts." Check mate.
"Let it be known I don't hate yours."
She reluctantly led me over to a small alcove which led us to a door that entered the kitchens of – surprisingly – my bedrooms. She muttered the whole time about trapping me in there forever since I didn't manage to see how she'd opened the door in the first place but she was in too much of a rush to get changed and to Sara's room that she didn't uphold that.
"What a way to start a morning," I laughed lying down on my bed. Such an amusing person. At least this mission wouldn't bore me to death like the last one over in Siberia.
Sara: You were late to out morning Tea again because you were exploring tunnels and trying to kill Dante? What kind of friend/ sister are you? I was going to talk about this really awsome Fanfiction that I started reading!
Feng: Sorry, truely, but do you know what're in those tunnels? Torture weapons and KNIVES! Oh all the different types of knives *gives a dreamy sigh*
Sara: *looks at Feng like she's insane* You should really get a different hobby... You should read Fanfiction. There's this once that I just started my XanXan01 about the X-men and I think it's really cool and has tons of potential if she only had more people readin it! She told us that hardly anyone has read it besides me and Sero! And it's actually quite good even if the first couple chapters are basically getting out neccisarry info and such!
Feng: What's it about? I like the X-men... They kick butt...
Sero: Why don't you just read it and find out Feng... You know how when we go to just give a breif summary we end up telling about the whole book, so just please read it! It'd make XanXan01 very happy and she'd love you to death!
Feng: Fine, but if you guys come to me later and ruin the book while I'm still in the middle of reading like you did for the last Harry Potter book I'll kill you both with my knives. *glares at the two warningly*
Dante: Can I help with the killing? I really want to try out some of those torture things I saw down there.
Feng: Seriously, you do know that we own nothing of that stuff. Right?
David: Doesn't mean we cant try them out on them.
Sero and Sara: Traitors!
Dante, David, and Feng: Shut up and go back to your fanfiction! You own nothing!
Sero: Not true!
Isaac: *comming into the room* Then name ten things you own.
Sero: I own... *can't think of anything*
David: *snorts* exactly, now go read XanXan's story like the good girl you are...