Black Blooded: Side Stories

A request

    "Hey Bennethia come here!" Capella shouted from the living room of Bennethia's home.

    "What is it Capella?" 

    "Sorrel wanted you for something."

    "I'll be in an excrutiatingly long minute."

    "Okay!" Capella said as she ran along.

    "What could possibly need me for? It has to be stupid I assume." Bennethia headed towards the garage where Sorrel prefered he stay.

    "Oh, they you are, what took so long?"

    "I was just sharpening my sword, what did you want?"

    "I wanted you to get this letter sent, it would mean a lot if did." Sorrel said as he preformed combos on a stone dummy.

    "Can't you do it, you can't be killed to my knowledge."

    "You're more...suitable for the task."

    "You know I don't do that anymore, I can't." Bennethia said painfully, looking at her sword sadly.

    "I'm not asking to put anyone in harms way, just deliver it."

    "It's just...I'm not you."

    "To confess, you could best me in battle and your the only who can, so your more suited for the task."

    "Fine, but if this comes back to bite me in the ass just know the one who can kill will be coming for you." 

    "That sounds fun, might look forward to that day. Anyway, go and make it discrete to say the least."

     Bennethia heade upstairs and into her room. In her closet under a pink rug were loose floor boards which contained a stealth suit and a second blade. "Who could he possibly want killed?" Bennethia thought to herself.

     She stealthily left into the night. She traveled from rooftop travelling from Verdith to a squalid town known as Cut-Throat. It was here, Sorrel assigned Bennethia to assinate his target. She found herself breaking into a small, eerie home. Creeping in the main floor of the home, she drew both of her swords and approached a man standing, holding his refrigerator open. She plunged her swords only to realize she struck a cardboard dummy.

    "Woah, who are you, you're not Sorrel!" A boy, that had to be the same age as Sorrel said. He had long, wild hair that cover one eye, a real toned body, dark brown eyes and wearing pajamas. 

    "He sent me here to kill you." Bennethia said plainly.

    "Why, he's totally capable of taking me down... oh I see."  

    "What is it?" Bennethia said lowering her weapon.

    "Well it's really complicated to go through all the details any way, why'd he put you to the task?"

    "Because what I do, I do best."

    "Fine, c'mon." They said as they clashed. 

    The battle was fierce but not long, Bennethia was swift in combat and plus she had two kick ass kitanas so yeah! She searched the dead body and found a letter with a little blood stain on it. She read it in her mind "If your reading this then you just kille my double! He's supposed to be tough to you apparently not. Be wary assassin that I, Keiser is still out there and besure to tell Sorrel that I'm no bore, I'm actually  quite interesting B|." 

     "So is he dead?"

     "It was a double."

     "I knew he would do that."

     "Who was he, what was this about?"

     "Well Keiser is basically like Veronica, except he doesn't allow me to toy with him, he fights ruthelessly just like me. I wanted to make sure if he is what his reputation suggests, oh and you look good in that outfit." Sorrel said with a wink as Bennethia left the garage a bit flattered by his words.

     "I wonder if he really is all that bad?"