All he could imagine as he watched the fight, was the blood that was sure to spill. These people never failed him that way. He smirked as he saw, and smelt the blood that came flying from one of the guy's mouth. His eyes slightly changed color and two of his teeth lengthened before returning to normal. These people will never know that a creature like him was within their group. But he knew that one person had a clue as she had kept her eyes on him the entire time. The woman was slim and nicely built, with short wavy locks of black hair with red streaks running through, as well as the cold blue eyes that usually accompinied someone like her. She was wearing a business outfit, and no makeup. Hell he knew that woman didn't need makeup to be beautiful. She looked fine without it. He shook his head. He wasn't here to admire the females in the room. That wasn't a part of his job. He sighed and turned around, feeling slightly aggrovated. He wanted out of the building, but he knew that any sign of his immediate departure would surely alert the female, and his partner. He looked around one last time before leaving the building. The job would not be done for another three days, four at most. He had plenty of time to spare. He chuckled as he looked into the dark alley. No sign of Damien.
Where is he? He thought as his eyes scanned the area, looking for his partner.
"You need to lighten up Kizeil." A voice said from behind him and Kizeil rolled forward to avoid a sideswipe from a dagger that appeared out of no where. "Damn...knew I shouldn't have said anything."
"Damien you blonde b*****d!" Kizeil shouted as he stood up. "What were you thinking?"
Damien shrugged. "I was only looking to have some fun with you Kizeil."
"Oh really?" Kizeil stared defiantly into Damien's brown eyes. "If you want to have some fun with me, I'll kill you."
Damien shrugged again as he returned the gaze. "Your black eyes show no mercy."
"Har har." Kizeil muttered sarcastically as he looked away. "They aren't supposed to."
"And that is why people never ask you to fight." Damien replied. "They see a challenge, nothing more."
Kizeil looked back at Damien. "Maybe I don't want to fight." He muttered as he watched the people leaving, clearly un-happy with the nights events.
 iSinful · Thu Nov 27, 2008 @ 05:18am · 0 Comments |
