The Eclipse

Chapter 23

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"Are you trying to fucking kill him!!?"

"N-no sir this--was p-part of the process his body c-cant handle it!!"

"Then stop it he can't die i need him for my future plans!!"

"Y-yes sir!!"

"Just die already."

*CRACK*

*THUD*

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A/N: ummm small thing, during the first meet up with Hishino and Giralune...

All of them were wearing masks....

And up to the latest chap....

Like black mask...

The reason why shindo saw the face of 'jesus-looking guy' (lol) was because his mask slipped up during his epic 'spike'( lolol:"))

So....yeah!

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No one Pov

*BANG*

*BANG*

*THUD*

"What the hell?!!" The group immediately stood up as they heard the noise, preparing for a possible crossfire.

In the entrance.

There stood a figure.

All black and impossible to make out the features.

The figure slowly stepped closer. Each unexpectedly light steps echoing through the dusty building.

Both parties waiting for cues. A blind spot. As a single error will result to bloodshed.

And yet something unsettled the gang, especially the leader. It wasn't the fact that this unknown person who barged into their meeting was holding throwing knives in between his fingers.

It was not because of the sheer bloodlust suffocating them.

It was not the threat coming from the noticebly short figure.

It was not any of those.

It was the figure's eyes.

Hazel orbs staring blankly, void and emptiness visible even to them.

And eyes desperate for help.

But that just doesn't sit right. The figure was an enemy. A black rose covered sun emblem was stuck on his mask indicating he's a member of the loathed Aumbre Soleil.

This confused him even more. For the first time he can't decide wether to bear his fangs and blades against him, or drop all his guard and reach a hand out.

Both entirely different choices but so hard to pick from.

"Where did that gunshot came from?"
Cinco spoke, eyes assesing every movement visible to the eyes and analysing them to reach the best possible scenario. If it exists that is.

"N-no way!"  Dos pointed at the figure.
Distracted by the approaching threat, none of them realized something vital.

The figure was bleeding.

"Hey you good?!" Uno spoke for his companions.

He was confused. Why would he care so much about someone who would slit their throats at a second notice.

Is it because the figure looks like the size of a student?

He is a teacher after all.

Barely noticeable, the said figure was wobbling slightly. Fingers tense at the blades sensation as a trail of blood coming from his torso was left on the cold floor. Wincing ever so slightly at the punishment he got for trying to disobey.

*flashback*

"Now go in there for your first hunt kid."

"N-no i can't...i won't hurt anyone!!"

*BANG* He shot the wall near the figures head.

*BANG* he then scraped a bit of his torso with the bullet.

"Do you want me to do the deed first as a goodluck charm~hmm?"

"N-no...."

"Then go out there before Hishino kills me!"

The man kneed the figures stomach and grabbed his hair making him look up.

"Or should i bring your girl..."

"I'll d-do it so leave her a-alone."

The man let go of his hair and he fell.
*THUD*

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A series of claps followed the deafening silence as dreadful laughter got louder each second.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHA!! What a load of crap! Y'all trying to check on him when he's supposed to kill you idiots!"

It was so hesterical for the man. He couldn't find it in his tainted heart to even care for anyone else. To him it was downright stupid and idiotic.

"Feeling symphaty towards your enemies will be your downfall."

The Giralune leader clenched his teeth in irritation as it was so confusing. Confused. Should they be wary or worried?

Untill they heard i click.

The figure dashed inhumanely fast towards the leader. With the latter not even able to react as the figure jumped at the table and appeared right before his very eyes, knives a centimeter apart from slashing his neck.

And yet,

"C----c-!!_* Le---der!!!"  All their voicer was blurred in the background.

The menacing predator stopped. Hands shivering with the deathblade at his grasp who seemed to just cut off from his own self hypnotism.

Eyes once filled with void now crystalizing with tears as the warm liquid traced his cheek and got absorbed by the cloth covering his fragile identity.

And the leader realized...

That this wasn't a figure capable of killing mercilessly.

There stood before him, a kid suffocating from the cruelty of the order called life. Just a kid desperate for help, shaking with fear and about to take someone's life against his own will.

He was mad he couldn't do anything.

Mad at himself.

"Tsk! Come back here dipshit!!" The man angrily called as he fired his gun all over the place.

The figure ran and got to the man's side only to get punched by his injured torso and get hit by the neck causing him to pass out.

"Oi!! The fuck are you doing with that kid!" The leader yelled from behing the chair. He does not want another bullet stuck on his body.

"None of your business!!!"

The unknown man then exited the room retreating scornfully. He'll be expecting a lot more punishment tonight. Including him.

In the building, there left the gang, dumbfounded, confused and overall worried.

Well, that man just punched the figure--kid's injury like its the most natural thing to do.

Just the thought made them shiver.

"A kid??" Tres asked. He couldn't exactly tell since he's short himself.

"Yes."

"And im gonna save him if its the last thing i'd do."