Chapter 8

Tom; you know what I'm thinking?

Itona; oh I definitely know what you're thinking. Let's do it.

Both; RUN!!!

Then the two boys rushed to the edge of the room while the assassins filled it, then when it seemed like they were cornered, the both jumped into the crowd and pushed their way through the narrow door into the hallway, where very few assassins remained they then ran to the staircase, but by then some assassins had already caught up to them, what's more, there were more coming from the staircase to where they were. It seemed the two boys were pinned at both sides, but then, Tom then noticed something, which seemed to be a window of hope. 

Tom; I think I have an idea, I'll hold the back, you'll hold the front, then when I give the signal we switch immediately.

Itona; are you going to do the thing?

Tom; you know it.

So after switching, Tom ran toward someone in the crowd with a sword, he then took down a few people down with him by using the gun from earlier till he was out of ammo. He then grabbed the sword and ran back to Itona and yelled,

  Now

Itona then switched places with Tom once again, then Tom held the sword in front of him, spun it anti-clockwise and said, Snow white sleeves… he then gathered as much nite in his body as he could, spread it to his feet, hands as well as the sword and in his mind said, 

  Post blizzard haze

And for a brief moment, there was a chilling feeling throughout the hallway, and to tom if looked like time slowed down around him, and in a flash he slashed all 16 assassins on the stairway, one by one before going back to Itona's side. Then when it seemed time was back to its normal pace, everyone behind him collapsed and died, then they both ran up the stairs and out of the warehouse where they found a door in an alleyway to hide, the went straight through the building till they were far enough to not get caught.

*pant*pant*pant*

Itona; hell yeah! Honestly, I didn't think you could use that technique in a situation like this and get away with it.

Tom; I honestly *pant* didn't think I'd make it out there alive.

Itona; same here. Let's meet back at the house, we'll fill in what happened to Greg when we get there.

Tom; alright then. See you there.

Back in the underground hideout…

?; Sir Bachira,

Bachira; what is it?

?; you have a call, it's from lady Sihai.

Bachira; give me that phone.

Hello? 

Sihai; oh Bachi I'm sorry, did I just hear you've been going off without my permission? You aren't finally going rouge are you?

Bachira; I would never dream of it.

Sihai; good! Because you know what I do to deserters.

Bachira; I'm perfectly aware.

Sihai; alright then, I want to see you at my quarters this evening, you're going to satisfy me well you know.

Bachira; As you wish, glorious leader.

?; sir, there's someone who wants to speak with you upstairs.

Bachira; alright then.

Around 20:00 p.m.

Itona on the phone; and that's everything that happened.

Greg; I didn't expect them to strike this early, in fact this is the 1st I'm hearing of something like this, it's probably a personal matter.

Tom; yeah no kidding, the guy's after my dad.

Greg; which is most peculiar, I'll see what I can look up, for now, stay low. 

Jerry; are you both finished now?

Tom; yeah we're done, sorry I ignored you when I showed up, it was urgent now, what were you trying to say?

Jerry; Dad is missing.

Tom; ok now that wasn't really that urgent, not something like…

WHAT THE… DAD IS WHAT!

Jerry; you heard me right.

Tom; but what happened? I thought he was still unconscious.

Jerry; I thought so to, till I heard what the doctor said, and went to see his ward for myself.

Tom; what did you see?

A few hours earlier, Jerry rushed up to his father's floor where he saw police officers around, he kept on walking till he was at his father's ward, the place was marked off as a crime scene but he still moved forward then he took one good look into the ward and then he saw it

  Blood,

 I saw blood, everywhere.

Jerry; and not just that, there was a head on the floor, an arm on the chair, a leg on his bed and an eye in a glass cup of water, the torso of the man was found on top of a nearby building.

Tom; but it wasn't dad, was it?

Jerry; no it was not, they ran a DNA test and figure are not trying to out who it was, and what his connection to dad is.

Samuru, who was downstairs; this doesn't make any sense! I mean if it was Sora, he would have given him a simple slice to the throat and it would have all been over.

David; that's right brother, one thing we knew about him was that he always despised death, ever since our father passed away, everyone he killed, he killed swift and painlessly, but he told us it wasn't because he felt sympathy for them, it was because he could feel what they felt as they died.

Sammy; so why must this happen now of all times? Just when things where coming together so smoothly.

David; I know, and that's what pains me the most!

Sammy; brother, I know we've already gone past this, but I want to apologise again for what happed 25 years ago. I just… if only I understood what you were trying to do I could have…

David; it's fine. It's not your fault, and there was nothing I could do anyway. I should be the one apologising to you.

Elsewhere…

There was a punching bag which hung in dark room, which looked like the inside of a cathedral where four men punching it continuously for several hours till a voice said,

That's enough

Yes, Leader! They said this in response then left.

There sat a beautiful woman with blonde hair and who wore a cheap white suit. She stood up, and opened the bag, causing what was inside to fall out. It was Bachira, he was covered in bruises from head to toe and could barely move. He then looked up to face her.

Sihai; oh are you up yet? Don't accidentally die on me. Not when we haven't gotten to the best part.

Shen then got low, grabbed him by the head and said, do you think you could go off doing things without my consent? Did you forget your place? Did you forget what you are? Almost 30 men, that's the number, 27 assassins died because of your stupidity. Listen, just because you're ranked higher than other assassins, doesn't change what you are, a dog, who's meant to follow my every order, and to make you understand that, you're going to drink this.

She then grabbed a glass cup filled with a yellow liquid. 

Sihai; this is my personal essence, my internal fluid, you're going to drink it. All of it.

And so he drank it, and when he finished, he passed out.

Sihai; pity, he was supposed to satisfy me now, but I've already had my feel, and he's in no shape for that now so… Number 2!

2; Yes, leader!

Sihai; have him fixed up, make sure he's ready by tomorrow night. Else you're finished.

2; yes, leader!

Then after the number two left with Bachira…

Sihai, while holding herself in excitement; OOOOOOOOh I can't wait for tomorrow! I wonder what I should have him do! Doggie stile, chair upside down, 69… AHHHHHHH! I can't wait! 

A few hours later…

Sihai to Bachira as he slept in the infirmary; my poor, poor dog, you are my favourite of all, the truth is, I've slept with many men before you, and each morning I'd have them killed. But you, that 1st night I had with you I'll never forget it, you were different, that 1st night I expected you to be killed by morning, but I just couldn't do it, I had to have that sweet, sweet sensation again. And that is why, I can't let you go, you're mine don't forget that. remember that little deal you have with auntie? Don't forget it!

She then left, then medical team rushed into the room to attain to his injuries.

Bachira; *go to hell you fucking bitch*

EOC

[An I thought Bachira was supposed to be the bad guy here, this bitch just made this guy drink her own piss wtf!]