Shadow Dancing | K.TH

Come For You

My eyes go wide as I see a familiar silhouette, shifting gracefully to take a defensive stance. Two other figures surround him, one that I recognize as that hateful man that had taken him away and one with an unfamiliar, slender built.

My heart leaps with pure joy as I realize that I'm watching V. He was all that I had ever vowed to remember, all that I'd ever promised. He was so close that it felt like all I had to do was simply reach out an arm to touch him.

But even I knew that would be catastrophe.

"Go ahead," The man says, who I assume as leader of this stupid organization. His eyes glint with a dangerous light as he waves dismissively at the other shadow besides V.

"I'm allowing you your sight, Samuel. But V is blindfolded- his ability to see is limited. Now try attacking him and see what happens."

Oh.

So that was Park Samuel.

Obviously getting his spot as top prodigy stolen by V hadn't done him any well. He looks at V with a dangerous hatred, as if he wouldn't mind if he had a chance to rip him apart into a dozen pieces.

And all I can do is hope that V will be skilled enough to defend himself.

Something similar to a hiss escapes his lips, a second prior before lunging at V. His arms are outstretched, balance perfect.

I definitely didn't know much about fighting or combat, but I knew a skilled fighter when I saw one.

It wasn't just ruse that he was named top prodigy after V's absence.

But to my relief, V is better. He's gone before Samuel can ever reach him, moving with unnatural grace and animal reflexes. How he'd evaded the attack so flawlessly—

I didn't think I'd ever know, even if he explained it to me.

The leader nods with approval as V displays skill— pure skill that I had never known he possessed. I'd never gotten to see how much he was really capable of doing until now, and I was marveling.

Nobody could possibly be that fast and elegant at the same time.

In less than a minute, V has Samuel pinned helplessly on the dirt, unable to retaliate and completely immobilized. As soon as he's shown his absolute dominance over the sputtering man, he shifts off of him with one graceful movement.

And then he rips the blindfold from his eyes, revealing two dark orbs that I wasn't sure if I recognized.

They were devoid of emotion— what made human human. This wasn't the V I was used to seeing— coming here, being apart from the rest of us had undeniably changed him.

This stupid place had made him a robot, an emotionless killing machine that he'd spent his life trying to run from.

There wasn't anyone who could defeat him except for himself.

A sudden gust of chilly wind rocks my body backward, forcing me to take a single step to balance myself. It couldn't have been more than a couple inches— couldn't have been more than a minuscule shift in the dark shadows.

But V's eyes flicker.

The act is so quick that for a second, I think I imagined it, another result of my paranoia.

But when his entire body goes rigid and newfound emotion explode in his eyes, I realize that he's seen me.

His fingers twitch against his side.