*Setting: 'Venus in Furs' by Velvet Underground plays softly on the CD player, filling the bedroom with its haunting melody from speakers that were placed in every corner of the room. Sat upon the dark red bed was an Orkhid female, dressed in a dark green Satin night gown she painted her toenails a bloodred, with the delicate movement of her thumb and forefinger which gripped the nail varnish brush. Her hair was a light black and her eyes a piercing blue. Her skin seemed strangely dark in the poorly lit room, but usually it was a white pale. Looking towards the bathroom, the female listened to her husband singing in the shower. Smiling softly as he sang along to the words. The building that they both lived in was a large and spacious apartment, situated on the 88th floor of a large skyscraper. Here, they could see the city at its most beautiful, at night, when all the neon signs flash wildly like fireworks that never ran out. Here they were safe from the hussle and bussle of everyday life, as the hovercars hardly ever ventured this far up. Slowly the bathroom door opened and stood in the doorway was a male Orkhid, his hair black and his eyes a pale blue. His face was smooth aside from a small goatee and his body was thin, yet undefined. The Orkhid was Gian. The Head member of the Orkhid Council. With a white towel around his waist he slowly moved over the pale green, soft carpet towards his wife and smiled lovingly.*
Gian: "Happy Anniversary, my love."
As he approached he bent towards her and leaned in. She then leaned forwards and they kissed. Slowly Gian opened his eyes, sensing something different about his lover. But before he could ask her what was wrong, the female brought out a knife from the back of her night gown and quickly manouvered it so it was positioned infront of his chest. And once she felt she had the blade in the right place she jabbed it forward. Piercing the flesh, slicing the bone and puncturing the Heart. She rammed the blade down to the handle and then with her feet kicked him back, her expression cold and emotionless. Gian hit the wall, blood spurting from his mouth as he did so. His black blood oozed slowly down his chest, running over the white towel and staining it immediatly. His eyes pleaded "Why?" but all his vocal cords could do was choke. And in a few seconds it was all over, his once lifefilled body was nothing but a lifeless corpse. His Heart which was once filled with love, was now bleeding its lifesource. He was dead. Slowly the female stood, looking at the body with no expression crossing her face. Leaning forwards she grabbed the handle of the knife, placed her left foot on Gians chest and yanked the blade out with a sickening 'Ckksshhh'. She then took her nightgown off and cast it to the floor, this revealed a small tight white t-shirt and black shorts. On the back of her shorts was a knife holster, this is where she placed the knife. Stepping towards the door that led to the living room the being seemed to shift shape, the body becoming slightly smaller and the long hair shortening. It was now clear that this being wasn't Gian's wife. But a Changling. An Assassin. Ella. Exiting the bedroom Ella quickly made her way to the large window to her right, which she had used to enter before Gian had gotten home. Unlocking the locks, she then slid the window to the right side and placed her right foot on the frame as her hands clung to the sides of the parted windows. She then flung herself out, flipping wildly in mid-air and half hoping her ride would catch her and half hoping she would fall to her doom, fall, like her lover once did. But in seconds a sleek, black hovercar-hatchback had raced underneathe her, catching her perfectly as it then made its way back to the Agency...
~End~
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