06-01-2006, 06:00 AM
Flames flickered through the trees, and that was the first mistake.
The party moved through the wilderness quietly, none daring to speak a word unless they risked being ambushed. All they could tell now was that there was only one person sitting around that fire, but one could never be too cautious. He probably had buddies waiting somewhere for him.
A grunt echoed from the campsite, filled with pain, which meant whoever it was, he was injured. Violet had to wonder who in the hell would leave an injured man behind?that was cowardice, and just begging for trouble; but as they edged closer, she could smell the hint of blood lingering through the foliage, the scent intoxicating her senses. It carried her body closer, closer?
She looked back at her group, the question in her eyes that needed not spoken. Supes nodded, and she went to her side, fingers lacing around the handle of her newly acquired crossbow. Unhooking it, she lifted it to the back of the man?s head.
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Goten looked at the blips on his monitor, knowing he was in trouble. Help wouldn?t arrive in time. They were too close?in fact?.he barely had time to turn his head?
?What the??
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TWANG! The arrow dispatched quickly from the weapon, slicing through the skull of the black haired victim, the back of his skull exploding in torrents of bone, blood and thicker things. He slumped forward, silent forever.
Violet almost felt remorse for her actions. She swore she wouldn?t kill again in cold blood, but look at her now?it was too late to take it back. She had to remember the adage ?Kill or be killed?, which seemed to be the motto of this game, but it still didn?t stop her from letting a single, silver tear track down her reddened cheek. She said a silent apology as the group descended upon the corpse.
?Holy shit!? Super Buu exclaimed, finally seeing the victim for the first time. ?Goten!?
The group huddled around the body, picking at the items that lay around it. Violet sat in the background, slowly backing from the body of her victim. She knew she would have his blood on her hands for the rest of eternity, as she had the blood of countless others before him. One more shouldn?t have made her feel the way she did, but for some reason, the choked pain in her pink friend?s face made her soul suddenly have weight.
His eyes flickered over the wound, the corpse, and finally the items he left behind, noticing the round device sitting just a foot away from the man?s hands. Swiftly, he picked it up, studying it. After looking it over, he shoved it in his billowy white pants and walked away, looking away, looking somewhere besides at the body.
Minoshia swiped up the tonfa, weighing them in his hands, a delighted smirk once again crossing his features. The other two rifled through the deceased?s supplies, taking what would be useful and leaving the rest behind, perhaps as a reminder for his allies should they wander past this spot. They sure in the hell would be pissed if they found out their clansmen was dead, if he even had a clan, and thus one more reason Civil Unrest should be wary. It was yet another target on their heads?
Whilst the trio of Minoshia, Goku Junior and Tapion sorted through their booty, Violet, heavy with remorse, edged quietly up to the statuesque majin. One hand reached out to touch his arm, but he jerked away, growling below his breath.
?Don?t touch me, fleshbag.? He hissed, gaze never faltering from his spot in the distance.
She was worried about him. How long would it be before the golem, the only person in the world at this point that her heart depended on, turned on her? Would her death be at his hands, or would she be the one to take his life in the end, if they made it that far? How much longer will this madness of Dante?s Abyss continue to rip allies apart, making the closest of friends turn their backs only to have another put a knife in it?
She envisioned it so clearly. Of course she couldn?t kill him. Maybe if he made the move first, but even then, she doubted if she would be capable of delivering the blow that silenced him forever. Maybe he would choke the life slowly from her, her body growing limp under his careful fingers, sagging against him as the light slowly faded from her azure depths? Or perhaps he would just do it quick, and smash her head in with one of his massive boots? She wouldn?t even see it coming?
?Buu?I am sorry?did you know him??
Silence stretched like an invisible hand between them. She never felt more alone in her life, and for once, the guilt finally made it almost unbearable to be around him. Of course he knew him, or Supes wouldn?t be acting the way he was. Without another word, she moved away, back into the depths of the forest, where she could wallow in her guilt without having some idiot patronize her for her murder.
The party moved through the wilderness quietly, none daring to speak a word unless they risked being ambushed. All they could tell now was that there was only one person sitting around that fire, but one could never be too cautious. He probably had buddies waiting somewhere for him.
A grunt echoed from the campsite, filled with pain, which meant whoever it was, he was injured. Violet had to wonder who in the hell would leave an injured man behind?that was cowardice, and just begging for trouble; but as they edged closer, she could smell the hint of blood lingering through the foliage, the scent intoxicating her senses. It carried her body closer, closer?
She looked back at her group, the question in her eyes that needed not spoken. Supes nodded, and she went to her side, fingers lacing around the handle of her newly acquired crossbow. Unhooking it, she lifted it to the back of the man?s head.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Goten looked at the blips on his monitor, knowing he was in trouble. Help wouldn?t arrive in time. They were too close?in fact?.he barely had time to turn his head?
?What the??
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
TWANG! The arrow dispatched quickly from the weapon, slicing through the skull of the black haired victim, the back of his skull exploding in torrents of bone, blood and thicker things. He slumped forward, silent forever.
Violet almost felt remorse for her actions. She swore she wouldn?t kill again in cold blood, but look at her now?it was too late to take it back. She had to remember the adage ?Kill or be killed?, which seemed to be the motto of this game, but it still didn?t stop her from letting a single, silver tear track down her reddened cheek. She said a silent apology as the group descended upon the corpse.
?Holy shit!? Super Buu exclaimed, finally seeing the victim for the first time. ?Goten!?
The group huddled around the body, picking at the items that lay around it. Violet sat in the background, slowly backing from the body of her victim. She knew she would have his blood on her hands for the rest of eternity, as she had the blood of countless others before him. One more shouldn?t have made her feel the way she did, but for some reason, the choked pain in her pink friend?s face made her soul suddenly have weight.
His eyes flickered over the wound, the corpse, and finally the items he left behind, noticing the round device sitting just a foot away from the man?s hands. Swiftly, he picked it up, studying it. After looking it over, he shoved it in his billowy white pants and walked away, looking away, looking somewhere besides at the body.
Minoshia swiped up the tonfa, weighing them in his hands, a delighted smirk once again crossing his features. The other two rifled through the deceased?s supplies, taking what would be useful and leaving the rest behind, perhaps as a reminder for his allies should they wander past this spot. They sure in the hell would be pissed if they found out their clansmen was dead, if he even had a clan, and thus one more reason Civil Unrest should be wary. It was yet another target on their heads?
Whilst the trio of Minoshia, Goku Junior and Tapion sorted through their booty, Violet, heavy with remorse, edged quietly up to the statuesque majin. One hand reached out to touch his arm, but he jerked away, growling below his breath.
?Don?t touch me, fleshbag.? He hissed, gaze never faltering from his spot in the distance.
She was worried about him. How long would it be before the golem, the only person in the world at this point that her heart depended on, turned on her? Would her death be at his hands, or would she be the one to take his life in the end, if they made it that far? How much longer will this madness of Dante?s Abyss continue to rip allies apart, making the closest of friends turn their backs only to have another put a knife in it?
She envisioned it so clearly. Of course she couldn?t kill him. Maybe if he made the move first, but even then, she doubted if she would be capable of delivering the blow that silenced him forever. Maybe he would choke the life slowly from her, her body growing limp under his careful fingers, sagging against him as the light slowly faded from her azure depths? Or perhaps he would just do it quick, and smash her head in with one of his massive boots? She wouldn?t even see it coming?
?Buu?I am sorry?did you know him??
Silence stretched like an invisible hand between them. She never felt more alone in her life, and for once, the guilt finally made it almost unbearable to be around him. Of course he knew him, or Supes wouldn?t be acting the way he was. Without another word, she moved away, back into the depths of the forest, where she could wallow in her guilt without having some idiot patronize her for her murder.
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