Assasain's Rose
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Category:
Angst › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
809
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Draiks Hunt (edited)
A strong smell of smoke and blood hit his nose and Draik opened his eyes to the sound of a folder being slammed on the table in front of him. 6 feet tall, about as wide as a twig and looking more like a walking corpse than a business leader Jake paced back and forth in his black business suite. \" Her name is Lilly, we\'ve been tracking her for years. We\'ve got little on her, we always get hits on where she would be but they never work. Every fucking place we look she\'s not there. Not one damn person knows where she lives or a damn thing about her. All we\'ve got is a picture that\'s out of date. She\'s been killing off both our damn breeds, find her, find out every damn detail about her life that makes her so damn strong and sneaky and then slit her throat and bring back her head.\" Draik sat up in his chair opening the folder so he could flip through it. \" Nice to see you too Jake. Seems you haven\'t changed a bit. No fresh blood for you last night or did the hookers not cut it?\" He enjoyed pushing Jake's buttons, it made his work a lot more interesting. Jake however never really seemed to find his remarks funny. \" Don\'t get cute, smart ass. You may be a cross breed but mess with me and I\'ll drain you.\" Draik rolled his eyes and looked at the picture, the girl in the picture was no more than 8. Her hair was blonde, straight hell she even had blue eyes. He wondered if she was German at all, but a closer look said she had a lot of things in her, Irish, maybe some native American. He stared up at Jake, \" You\'re kidding right? This kid is only 8, have you guys gotten that bad that a little kid gives you the slip?\" Jake slammed his hands on the table and glared at him, \" I told you, that damn picture is out of date, start listening.\"
Draik got up stretching out his sore muscles and shrugged, \" Sure I\'ll start later. Look it can\'t be that hard to find her, she\'s probably just killed everyone who has so far. I\'ll check the local clubs, I bet she hangs out at one of them for prey.\" Jake nodded, \" Get this done and you can do whatever you want cross breed. Just make sure she\'s dead and has no damn family, and watch out...rumors said she hangs out with a black and red wolf. He\'s vicious.\" Jake smirked before wakking out slamming the door behind him. The small office was very silent for a few minutes untill Draik walked out the door himself. He flipped through her folder on the way down stairs to the parking garage. So far the corporation had killed off all her family. Her brother was the most recent kill but that had been 14 years ago. Some quick math told him she should be around 22 now a year younger than him. Once her brother died they killed the old women she stayed with the next day. However she hadn't been there, she'd taken off sometime the night before and no one had heard from her. His eyes scrolled over the paper till they hit the words "The family's blood line contains vampire and werewolf and were fox (mothers side), however somewhere along the line we discovered it wasn't normal blood at all..it had a different make up then any other blood lines." He didn't take in the whole sentance..just the first 8 words of it. It meant she was a half breed as well. Jake seemed to hate them. That word hung in his mind like a bad dream. A vampire werewolf mix, he was stronger than all of them and the only one left in the corporation.
He reached his black 1967 Shelby Mustang GT500. The corporation had paid for it, hell they paid for everything. It was the deal, if you worked for them, they took care of everything. Right down to your death one day. He closed his eyes shaking his head. He didn't like thinking about them more than he had to. He started his car and drove out of the garage his tires screeching as he turned corners faster then he was suppose to. Luckily it was late and the streets were just about empty. He stopped at a red light and though about where he should head first. The club Blackthorn was rumored to have some pretty good entertainment. The drinks were said to be pretty good as well. The light turned green and he took a sharp left heading for the bar.
Pulling into a spot he got out and locked the car. He looked at the car next to his, dark red viper. "˜Hm...nice car..', he could probably hot wire it later. He looked at the licence plate, BLACKROSE. He shrugged, most likely a worker from the bar than. It looked pretty buisy tonight with the parking lot almost full. The doorman was about a foot taller than he was and had twice as much body mass. His black leather vest, pants and boots gave him a great bad ass look. However his dark skin and sunglasses turned that illusion into a fact. Werewolf just radiated off his skin and as he slid his sunglasses away form his eyes to glance at Jake, Jake simply flashed his ID and walked in. No point in starting with the man at the front door who could more than likely wipe the parking lot with his face planted on it. Turning his attention from the door to the room around him. He figured it was pretty nice, it was well light to show just about every detail in the room. A few people he'd seen at work glanced up at him and sneered. Ignoring the gesture he figured only about half the people in here were either werewolf, vampire or some sort of demon. While the other half was all humans. Wasn't hard to see which person was which..they hung out in small groups making it easier to classify them. The circle tables around the room were completely filled so he glanced at the bar. A few stools were open..the filled ones had typical drunk old men who'd come in after work. The bar tender looked a few inches shorter than he was. Bald except for a circle of grey hair that started on the edge of his forehead and appeared to circle around to the back. The man was pudgy and looked about 50. He reminded him more of a butcher than a bartender. Though catching the scent of a werewolf he figured he was probably both. Taking a seat he ordered a screwdriver and leaned his back against the bar to look at the room.
He glanced up at the ceiling as the lights dimmed leaving the room looking a bit eerie. Though knowing it must be the illusion wanted by the performers he turned his attention to the stage.\"Let's see how good this "˜entertainment', really is.\" The bar tender was now on stage..which bothere Draik not noticing that he'd moved out from behind the bar to introduced the band, Demonic Death. The band started it up and it was a typical heavy metal, nice beat..now to wait for the singer. Taking a sip from his glass he almost dropped it when his eyes followed a girl across the stage over to the microphone. Now expecting the song to be more emo then heavy metal he let out a sigh. Looking around the bar room again his eyes snapped back to the stage when he found himself drawn to the voice as she started singing. "This light that I found, that lingered near my side side , has extinguished, in the blood, of what, I\'ll let you decide. The calming sense of a presence near mine, has dissapeared over time. It still lingers but I shall lie. All I know, I want to die." The black muscle shirt showed off her form well..and the blue jeans added to show that she wasn't a typical girl. "So cut me open look inside, tell me there exists a light. Slit my throat, and let me bleed. Just to show me I\'m alive, Cut me up or let die." Not even a touch of make up proved she didn't care about her apperance..but then again she could get away with it. Her white sneakers moved along the stage in time to the beat while her hair swayed behind her. From here he could tell it was thin, there were red streaks through out it and was she turned with the music he saw it went about halfway down her back. " The darkness I found comfortable, was damaged by a flashing light. It lingered there deep in my mind, it lingers still it will not die. It bounces off the shadowed walls, of my thoughts that I\'ve pushed aside. Nothing quit seems good enough, nothing keeps me out of my mind." A chain around her hip..which he assumed to be her belt..rattled as she moved but only seemed to add to the music. "So cut me open look inside, tell me there exists a light. Slit my throat, and let me bleed. Just to show me I\'m alive, Cut me up or let die." He finally caught hold of her eyes. They were what gave away that she wasn't normal. Though to him he could smell werewolf radiating off her with other scents. Her eyes were a dark blue, red and purple mix. It was a tie dye mix. He wondered if they were contacts of her normal eye color. He'd seen spells that could screw up peoples eye color..or sight pretty bad. " The light that flashes, my memory, refuses to stay dim. I wanted it just to erase yet, it refused to be put out. I lied about that memory, and just pushed it aside. But now it hits me full force, from the past I can not hide. The mistakes I refused to see, still linger deep in me. You say I\'m crazy, so be it, knock me out, lock me up, and keep me from my thoughts.
So cut me open look inside, tell me there exists a light. Slit my throat, and let me bleed. Just to show me I\'m alive, Cut me up or let me die." The song slowed to an end and shaking his head he looked around. The entire room was silent and looked as if they were dreaming, even their eyes were a bit glazed. However after a few seconds they too woke up and gave a round of applause. He stood up to join them the song had been pretty good. The girl gave an over exagerated bow and she walked off with he band. She came out of a side door to the stage and almost seemed to bounce over to the bar. The bar tender had bloody mary already poured and smiled at her as she walked over. Making a mental note that she was only an inch or two shorter than him he took another sip and listened as they talked. The bartender handed her the drink, \" Nice job Lilly, there\'s a stake in the freezer for Blaze, give the boys my compliments.\" The girl nodded, \" will do Chuck.\" She walked off down a hallway to the side.
His drink almost ended up all over the bar counter as he turned his attention to the girl walking down the hall way. He slipped the folded picture of the girl out of his pocket and almost kicked himself. The girl he had to kill was walking down the hall and had just turned a corner. God damn it now was not a good time for his damn hormones to cloud his head. He would've known it was her had he concentrated on finding her..not her voice and her hips moving. With a sih he chugged down his drink and hopped off the stool and twords the hall. The bartender was too buisy serving people to notice him as he walked down the hall. He'd found her..which was suppose to be the hard part. So now for the easy part..killing her.
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Ok, the song in this story...IS MY OWN SONG. I thought of and wrote it all on my own. So the same rules apply to it that applies for this story...don't steal it or copy it. Anyway...
My story does in fact switch back and forth between main characters, and this chapter was a time skip to future years.
Ok...so Draik found her...and after kicking his homrones a few times realised she\'s the one he\'s suppose to kill...so what will happen when he reaches backstage?..Next Chapter love
Draik got up stretching out his sore muscles and shrugged, \" Sure I\'ll start later. Look it can\'t be that hard to find her, she\'s probably just killed everyone who has so far. I\'ll check the local clubs, I bet she hangs out at one of them for prey.\" Jake nodded, \" Get this done and you can do whatever you want cross breed. Just make sure she\'s dead and has no damn family, and watch out...rumors said she hangs out with a black and red wolf. He\'s vicious.\" Jake smirked before wakking out slamming the door behind him. The small office was very silent for a few minutes untill Draik walked out the door himself. He flipped through her folder on the way down stairs to the parking garage. So far the corporation had killed off all her family. Her brother was the most recent kill but that had been 14 years ago. Some quick math told him she should be around 22 now a year younger than him. Once her brother died they killed the old women she stayed with the next day. However she hadn't been there, she'd taken off sometime the night before and no one had heard from her. His eyes scrolled over the paper till they hit the words "The family's blood line contains vampire and werewolf and were fox (mothers side), however somewhere along the line we discovered it wasn't normal blood at all..it had a different make up then any other blood lines." He didn't take in the whole sentance..just the first 8 words of it. It meant she was a half breed as well. Jake seemed to hate them. That word hung in his mind like a bad dream. A vampire werewolf mix, he was stronger than all of them and the only one left in the corporation.
He reached his black 1967 Shelby Mustang GT500. The corporation had paid for it, hell they paid for everything. It was the deal, if you worked for them, they took care of everything. Right down to your death one day. He closed his eyes shaking his head. He didn't like thinking about them more than he had to. He started his car and drove out of the garage his tires screeching as he turned corners faster then he was suppose to. Luckily it was late and the streets were just about empty. He stopped at a red light and though about where he should head first. The club Blackthorn was rumored to have some pretty good entertainment. The drinks were said to be pretty good as well. The light turned green and he took a sharp left heading for the bar.
Pulling into a spot he got out and locked the car. He looked at the car next to his, dark red viper. "˜Hm...nice car..', he could probably hot wire it later. He looked at the licence plate, BLACKROSE. He shrugged, most likely a worker from the bar than. It looked pretty buisy tonight with the parking lot almost full. The doorman was about a foot taller than he was and had twice as much body mass. His black leather vest, pants and boots gave him a great bad ass look. However his dark skin and sunglasses turned that illusion into a fact. Werewolf just radiated off his skin and as he slid his sunglasses away form his eyes to glance at Jake, Jake simply flashed his ID and walked in. No point in starting with the man at the front door who could more than likely wipe the parking lot with his face planted on it. Turning his attention from the door to the room around him. He figured it was pretty nice, it was well light to show just about every detail in the room. A few people he'd seen at work glanced up at him and sneered. Ignoring the gesture he figured only about half the people in here were either werewolf, vampire or some sort of demon. While the other half was all humans. Wasn't hard to see which person was which..they hung out in small groups making it easier to classify them. The circle tables around the room were completely filled so he glanced at the bar. A few stools were open..the filled ones had typical drunk old men who'd come in after work. The bar tender looked a few inches shorter than he was. Bald except for a circle of grey hair that started on the edge of his forehead and appeared to circle around to the back. The man was pudgy and looked about 50. He reminded him more of a butcher than a bartender. Though catching the scent of a werewolf he figured he was probably both. Taking a seat he ordered a screwdriver and leaned his back against the bar to look at the room.
He glanced up at the ceiling as the lights dimmed leaving the room looking a bit eerie. Though knowing it must be the illusion wanted by the performers he turned his attention to the stage.\"Let's see how good this "˜entertainment', really is.\" The bar tender was now on stage..which bothere Draik not noticing that he'd moved out from behind the bar to introduced the band, Demonic Death. The band started it up and it was a typical heavy metal, nice beat..now to wait for the singer. Taking a sip from his glass he almost dropped it when his eyes followed a girl across the stage over to the microphone. Now expecting the song to be more emo then heavy metal he let out a sigh. Looking around the bar room again his eyes snapped back to the stage when he found himself drawn to the voice as she started singing. "This light that I found, that lingered near my side side , has extinguished, in the blood, of what, I\'ll let you decide. The calming sense of a presence near mine, has dissapeared over time. It still lingers but I shall lie. All I know, I want to die." The black muscle shirt showed off her form well..and the blue jeans added to show that she wasn't a typical girl. "So cut me open look inside, tell me there exists a light. Slit my throat, and let me bleed. Just to show me I\'m alive, Cut me up or let die." Not even a touch of make up proved she didn't care about her apperance..but then again she could get away with it. Her white sneakers moved along the stage in time to the beat while her hair swayed behind her. From here he could tell it was thin, there were red streaks through out it and was she turned with the music he saw it went about halfway down her back. " The darkness I found comfortable, was damaged by a flashing light. It lingered there deep in my mind, it lingers still it will not die. It bounces off the shadowed walls, of my thoughts that I\'ve pushed aside. Nothing quit seems good enough, nothing keeps me out of my mind." A chain around her hip..which he assumed to be her belt..rattled as she moved but only seemed to add to the music. "So cut me open look inside, tell me there exists a light. Slit my throat, and let me bleed. Just to show me I\'m alive, Cut me up or let die." He finally caught hold of her eyes. They were what gave away that she wasn't normal. Though to him he could smell werewolf radiating off her with other scents. Her eyes were a dark blue, red and purple mix. It was a tie dye mix. He wondered if they were contacts of her normal eye color. He'd seen spells that could screw up peoples eye color..or sight pretty bad. " The light that flashes, my memory, refuses to stay dim. I wanted it just to erase yet, it refused to be put out. I lied about that memory, and just pushed it aside. But now it hits me full force, from the past I can not hide. The mistakes I refused to see, still linger deep in me. You say I\'m crazy, so be it, knock me out, lock me up, and keep me from my thoughts.
So cut me open look inside, tell me there exists a light. Slit my throat, and let me bleed. Just to show me I\'m alive, Cut me up or let me die." The song slowed to an end and shaking his head he looked around. The entire room was silent and looked as if they were dreaming, even their eyes were a bit glazed. However after a few seconds they too woke up and gave a round of applause. He stood up to join them the song had been pretty good. The girl gave an over exagerated bow and she walked off with he band. She came out of a side door to the stage and almost seemed to bounce over to the bar. The bar tender had bloody mary already poured and smiled at her as she walked over. Making a mental note that she was only an inch or two shorter than him he took another sip and listened as they talked. The bartender handed her the drink, \" Nice job Lilly, there\'s a stake in the freezer for Blaze, give the boys my compliments.\" The girl nodded, \" will do Chuck.\" She walked off down a hallway to the side.
His drink almost ended up all over the bar counter as he turned his attention to the girl walking down the hall way. He slipped the folded picture of the girl out of his pocket and almost kicked himself. The girl he had to kill was walking down the hall and had just turned a corner. God damn it now was not a good time for his damn hormones to cloud his head. He would've known it was her had he concentrated on finding her..not her voice and her hips moving. With a sih he chugged down his drink and hopped off the stool and twords the hall. The bartender was too buisy serving people to notice him as he walked down the hall. He'd found her..which was suppose to be the hard part. So now for the easy part..killing her.
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Ok, the song in this story...IS MY OWN SONG. I thought of and wrote it all on my own. So the same rules apply to it that applies for this story...don't steal it or copy it. Anyway...
My story does in fact switch back and forth between main characters, and this chapter was a time skip to future years.
Ok...so Draik found her...and after kicking his homrones a few times realised she\'s the one he\'s suppose to kill...so what will happen when he reaches backstage?..Next Chapter love