Hey! Mononoke Neko back with another chapter, Hooza! I left the other shorter than the rest, so I'm not giving a cliffie t- well I am, but I'm making this longer. Here's a layout ffor you!
Italics- Thoughts/Flashback
Bold- Emphasized words
Normal- Normal narration/action

Under Line- Letters
R & R~
-Mononoke Neko

In the winter, many people would like to set up for the snowdown celebrations. I do not, for the memories of Snowdown are to sore and the wounds still ripe and festering with infections. Something I carry still on. There was one person I had ever confided in, and he was the one who was first my ally in my endevour, who first believed me of the dangerous and trecherous words I spoke. The memory comes to me, so sweet and gently calling.

Year XXXX, Day XX, Time 19:08

"You know... you shouldn't have to go on in your life feeling so putrid about everything." His voice is soft... gentle. Something one should not expect from an assassin. A sigh, my own.
"After everything, this bullshit life is beneath me, I was so caught in the little things, I did not see to the big things. By the time I was done being childish and naive, my past was near upon me, and it was my fault. No one could pass me the notes for all the major things I had missed. To this hatred I have, it is my fault." A voice, laced with misery, regret, and longiness, is my own. These three things... the three emotions I could only ever feel... until I met him. But I could not be with him, for he was in love with another. One of his own, and I had none of my own. A pang of pain in my chest, heart break.
"Well, I'll help you." He turns to me, his face hidden by his hood. "But you gotta tell me your name."
Hesitation...
"Mononoke... Mononoke Neko. I've no family, and I've no one to be my ally."
"Then I will be your ally. I'm Talon DuCouteau." He holds out a hand, reluctantly, I accept this gesture known as a 'handshake'.

Present Day

I come back from my day dream, I am hidden in an old cave... a very special cave. I look to two rocks, one close to the wall in shadows, and another in the light... I sigh. Jinx lays still sleeping in a sleeping bag I had prepared for her. Braum's, Talon's, and my own are to the far walls. A few more were set up for Aatrox, Ahri, and Irelia. We needed more help. A cave nearby is where our Demacian and Freljordian allies were, Garen, Luxanna, Ashe, Tryndamere, and Sejuani. There was much to be done, and not enough time to get all done for a war so close, due to my own flaws. I sigh, and a crack of a branch alerts me. I get to a low crouching position, and grab my pistols. My mask hides my face, as it always had. Lessons of my own hand had taught me what swine humans are, my own people. Slowly moving forth to the cave mouth, I press firmly to the shadows, nearly invisible, but blonde hair betrays me as a familiar figure pins me, mistaking me for an enemy and putting a blade to my armored neck.
"Woah there, Little Assassin. Lower your blade, and I shall lower my gun." I tease, a voice I had not used ever... joking. By his face, he is hurt, he is angry, and sad. But why? Was this not the plan?
"She's dead. She was in the game, but we didn't know... she's dead." I can tell by his tone, his defeated posture, it was the one he loved. His special one... Katarina.
"I...I'm sorry. We should've-" He cuts me off.
"No, it had to be now, or it would've been to long after then to get the ones we needed out, and to scatter the Institute. Now you better know what needs to get done, done." He growls, and I nod. He has never seen my face, he cannot now. He cannot see my silent tears. I look to Braum, who is solemn. He looks to me, and nods, I sigh. I push away from the wall and dash to the very dark abck of the cavern, where they never had been. I grab my journal, where I have tracked all my progress. I open to the first page, the page that is our now second step.

Year XXX, Day XX, Log 01

The Institute plans not for peace, but a new war. They've discovered something, they don't want to help them. They want power. I cannot allow this. Once I get some of their pawns to ally with me, I shall destroy their Institute, but this shall only delay, by now, they've stolen so much of their power they only need a bit more to cause a Dimensional gap to travel to this world they have found so ripe with Magic and Power. I need the trust of them... but this is a task I am not ready for, but I must do this. I must save them. I shall not allow more innocents to die than what have. But what after? Demacia and Noxus war. Well... I guess Swain and the King Jarvan III and Jarvan IV shall meet untimeley ends... how... saddening. After this, I must train them to unlock all of their full powers. Not to be hindered by the tumors and cripples the Institute has given them. I will be strong.

-Mononoke Neko

I close my journal. I look at them, and stand straight and growl in my most assertive tone.
"You will listen, you will be trained, and you will sweat, bleed, and cry. I am going to train you back to what your powers are. To get back the magic and power you had before this Institute, for they've robbed you. We start next week, we all need time to recover and prepare." A week was all I could spare. All we needed. I leave the cave, and go to the lake nearby, and sit by the shore on the rocks. Another precious place. I remove my mask, and look at my reflection. I had eyes orange and pale, with a light flower pattern inside, but to a way that it was desireable. I put a hand to my face and sigh. This was the old me... this mask is the new. I hear the pebbles being moved by one's footsteps, and immediatley turn on instinct, for I rarely remove my mask. I see Talon, and he lunges and puts his blade to my exposed neck.
"Who. Are. You." Are the first words out. My mask is not near my... it is in the water. I will retrieve it soon.
"Mononoke, idiot. I took my mask off, now please get off. My mask is in the water." I growl, and push against him, but he's heavier than me, and I lack physical strength. He blinks, and seems taken aback. I push him off only then and get my mask. He's staring at me.
"Why do you stare?" I glare, my voice laced venom.
"I can look at what I so choose, Mononoke. You do not own me."
"But I am training you to avenge the one you lost. The General was it? Oh, oops. That slipped.~" I grin and put my mask back on, for I have information on the General he wants. It's how we ever started talking, he growls, and glares, I smile under my mask and soon it is gone as the metal of the mask slides and clicks back into place. I feel dizzy. I feel hot. Uncomfortable. Darkness starts consuming my vision. I blink, I sway and stagger and hold my head. I shake my head.
"You okay?" His words are echoey, I shake my head 'no'. I sink to my knees, and I realize what is happening. I don't want this. Not now.
"Help... I don't want to go again..." The words I rarely speak, a voice so small, I do not know i as my own. I see him move to me, his lips move, but no words. I do not like these dreams. These are ones I hate so desperatley so, that I lose memory of, so I can never speak them aloud. Gifts are burdens. The dark blobs enclose my vision.
"I'm...scared..." Are the last words past my lips, and a world of nothing but black consumes me.

How was it? Good?~
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