Death
Death walked the streets that night, same as almost every night, except that tonight Death's target was very special. Death smiled to himself as he crept through back alleys towards his goal. His aide, the beautiful child with dark brown eyes and even darker hair, had brought him an offer eath just couldn't refuse. The offer wasn't special for the money, since death was cheaper in big cities. It wasn't the timing , though Death was easier to find in the night, where he moved more freely. It was the fact that there was a feeling of joy that spread through his Death's body as he thought upon the girl who would die tonight. Death wasn't sure exactly why he felt that way, but he knew that this night would surpass all the other nights, all the other deaths that Death had brought to pass. Rubbing his hands together in anticipation, Death mentally rechecked all his weapons, then physically did so. Tonight deserved no less then his best.
Pulling out the scrap of paper his offer had came on, Death re-read every single line. "Ten thousand dollars if you kill Relena Peacecraft as she walks in the Sanq Memorial cemetery in the evening. two days from now. Payment will be left with aide two hours beforehand." There was no signature, but Death hadn't expected any. Death had worked with his aide for over a year now, and she knew how to ferret out real offers from traps. A feral and sensuous smile settle over Death's features as he mouthed the words to himself, waiting for evening. Death thought about his target in every way possible. Brought up the mental image he had of her, long honey colored haired, haughty attitude, and dressed as though she was the queen of the world, acting like she owned everything in sight. A sudden thought came back to Death. He had wanted to kill her a long as he'd existed, ever since his first kill. Thinking back, he tried to remember his first kill, but the only thing that came to mind was a pair of desperate amenthyst eyes. Shrugging, Death took his position, behind the alabaster wings of an angel, to wait for his apoointment.
Patienly, Death waited, cold and ready, while neverous shivers ran though his body. Hearing a twig snap, Death prepared himself, then stepped out from behind the angel, to face a man he knew and didn't know at all once. "Hello, Duo." The man said to him in a calm, steady voice. "Greetings sir, but I do believe you are mistaken, there is only Death here." Violet eyes burned brightly as Death held his gun steady, pointed right between a set of painfully set of bright blue eyes. "Now if you will exuse me, I have an appointment to keep here right here tonight, and I don't know that it is your night to die, so I would rather not kill you right now." Lowering his gun and getting back to into position behind the angel, Death resumed waiting. The man walked over and sat across from Death at the foot of a large stone pillar,where he wasn't visable from the path. "Do you mind if I ask you a few questions then, Death? If your appointment isn't here yet, and you don't seem too busy." Death considered. "Well as long as you don't alert anyone else coming along the path, then you are welcome to stay and talk, It is not often that anyone would want to speak to Death." The man sat ans stared at the ground for awhile, seeming to struggle to find something to say. When he finally looked at Death it was with cold anguish in his eyes. "Why do you have to do this?" The man asked with carefully concealed pain in his voice. "Why it's very simple!" Death smiled. "It is because I am Death. Ever since I can remember I have been Death, ever since that first kill... All I can remember of it is the misery. The pain that screamed for release." Death murmured with a far away look in his eyes. Death didn't even notice the dart that buried itself in his soldier, Didn't notice anything until he suddenlyy hit the ground and knew nothing more.
Heero scooped the fragile body off the ground and held him lightly, tracing the jagged scar on Duo's temple where he shot himself a little over a year before. "Oh, god, Duo, I'm so very sorry. I swear we'll get you back to normal, and I will never let you go." Heero said through numb lips as salt stung his eyes. "Why didn't you just tell me you loved me?" He whispered as he watched the medics load Duo's inert body into the waiting ambulence.
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