"Someone kill me now.." I moan. The morning before the party, I having told Al I was gonna be away for a few days, dressed in a long black skirt and red top, sneaked out of the apartment, met Ran Fan, and headed for the shopping district with her.
"If you insist," Ran Fan says, pulling a hidden dagger out of her belt. She seems uncomfy in normal clothes.
"No no I didn't mean that!" I exclaim, waving my arms around.
She slides the dagger back into her belt. "Just don't say that again, got it? Look, we're here." She gestures to the dress shop.
When we enter (Ran Fan practically drags me in there), the lady at the counter rushes up to us. The room is cold and actually quite crowded with people.
"Miss Lilian and Miss Evelyn! It's a pleasure to meet you!" the lady says happily, grabbing my left hand. "Miss Evelyn, I got your dress ready!" She drags me over to a back room.
"I had a pre-made dress?"I ask.
"Yes!"
"Ummm…."
-Later-
"ARE YOU FREAKING SERIOUS!?"
"Kya! Yes, I am serious," the shopkeeper says, backing away from me.
My dress is a dark red knee-length one that is rather tight at the top and gets looser as the dress gets to the hem. There's also some knee-high black boots with a blocky heel I have to wear to hide my automail leg. I prefer my guy's platform boots.
"Who chose this outfit?" I ask the terrified shopkeeper.
"Well...Miss Ran Fan chose the dress," replies the shopkeeper. "And chose the boots."
I sigh. "By the way, what time is it?" Before the shopkeeper answers, Ling pokes his head into the room.
"Hey, Evelyn, time to go," he says. "And by the way, you look nice in that."
"Okay, I'm coming," I reply, grabbing my coat and rushing out the door. Really, time passes fast, even when you're doing something you hate.
-Party-
"So..um, where's the client?" I ask Ling. There's a shitload of people here (Half wearing military uniforms), and it's loud.
"She should find us," Ling says, glancing around. He's wearing his usual outfit of a black jacket and pants. "In the meantime, go interact. No one's going to recognize you with the dyed hair." My hair is indeed dyed, and black at that.
"Okay, fine," I grumble, and walk off into the crowd.
I glance around at the place the party's at. Probably some big-shot's home, from the amount of people waiting on the guests.
"That's some well-done automail you've got," someone says from behind me. I turn and see a tall woman with a military uniform and long brown hair looking at me.
So she noticed. Damn dress! "Um..Thank you."
The brown-haired woman smiles. "You're welcome." She leaves.
I stand there, feeling rather awkward. I hope Al doesn't notice me...OMFG.
Al gives me a little wave and comes to stand next to me. "Hello."
"Hi," I reply.
"It's nice to meet you," my little brother says, holding out his hand for me to shake.
"Same," I reply, shaking his hand.
"What's your name?"
"Rania."
"That's a pretty name."
"Thank you. And your name?"
"Alphonse Elric. I'm the Spear Alchemist."
I smile. "Alright."
-Ling's POV-
I stand by the place where the client would meet me. Okay, so I really want to do this job, so I told Evy to go socialize.
"Ling Yao," someone says. I turn and see a tall woman with icy blonde hair and a tight black dress staring at me.
"Yes?" I ask.
"I'm the client," she says. "Where's your partner?" I point to Evy, who is talking to Al in a very awkward way.
"Oh, alright," she replies. "So it's just you, then." I nod.
"Who's the lucky person?" I ask the woman quietly.
"That tall brown haired woman," the blonde replies quietly. "She's a flirt, so go hang around her and she'll drag you off somewhere private."
I nod. "Alright, just a sec." On my way to the woman, I casually snatch a fork from a table. Watch me when I kill with just a fork.
The woman turns when I get near her. "Hello there," she says.
"Hello." I give her one of my rare smiles. I normally let the thing that's in me called Greed do the smiling (he just smirks). "It's a pleasure to meet you."
After a few minutes of flirting with this lady and her flirting with me (which sucked like hell), she grabs the back of my jacket and drags me out to aside room and shuts the door. Perfect.
"Just go on with it," she says, and somehow tears the front of my jacket in half.
"Get off," I growl.
"Huh? But I like you." she replies, pouting. Right now she's pinning me to the wal.
"I said get off," I growl again, my left hand going to the fork that I shoved in my pocket some time earlier.
Since she doesn't comply, I kick her in the chin, doing a near splits. She falls down, rubbing her sore chin.
"What was that for!?" she yells, getting up.
"Because, I'm your Grim Reaper," I tell her as I lunge forward and stab her in the eye with the fork.
She screams and covers her ruined eye. "You bastard!" she shrieks, and pulls out a tiny handgun.
Greed, I think. Lend me your powers.
Sure, whatevs
A hard shield appears on my chest when the bullet the woman shot hits it. She screams when the bullet shatters.
"Monster!" she shrieks, backing towards the wall, clutching the spot where her eye was, now a mass of white and red flesh.
"Well, I suppose the Slicer is a monster," I say.
"Killer!"
I go over to the woman and dig the fork into the already ruined eye, making sure the fork goes into her brain. Then I head over to the small window and wriggle out.
-Main Area-
After stealing Evy's long black coat (which looks like a guy's coat) , I slip back into the party, find Evy, and tap her on the shoulder when she's sitting.
"Hey Ling," she says, then looks at me and frowns."Why the hell are you wearing my coat?"
"Long story short; I got the target."
Evy nods. "Good job. Let's leave." But then someone comes running into the main area screaming.
"Sergeant Major Jackson was murdered!"
Soon, the place is flooded with more military people than before.
"Let's leave," I say to Evy. We head over to the exit, but it's blocked so no one can get out or in.
"Shit," Evy curses under her breath. I silently agree.
"Hello, Rania," I hear Al say.
"Hello."
"Who is this guy?" he asks Evy, sounding like he's supposed to be at the murder scene but rather would talk to me. I tense.
"Shouldn't you be at the murder scene?" I ask him.
He sighs. "Yeah, you're right." Al leaves.
Evy lets out a breath she must have been holding. "Glad he didn't figure out who you are. Then he'd know you are that Xingese lord."
Yeah, I'm a lord. But there's one tiny problem: The Chang clan's out for my blood. All I did was accidentally trample one of them to death with a horse! That clan has way too much power these days.
-Next Day (Evelyn's POV)-
"Mornin', Al. I'm back." I say as I walk into the apartment (being Edward, he's my favorite alias).
"Hey, Ed," Al says. He has dark circles under his eyes and looks like a zombie.
"What happened?"I ask as innocently as possible, going over to him and sitting at the table (there's a newspaper on it).
"Another murder," he replies. "Colonel made me stay at HQ all night to help work on the case."
"Ouch. Want me to get you anything?"
Al sighs. "No, I don't need…" He falls asleep with his head on the table.
"Al, you moron," I say teasingly. I wad up the red jacket I wear while being Ed and place it under Al's head.
Yeah...So, does some of this chapter count as horror? I'm not too sure.
This story might get more angsty as it goes on, just a warning.