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A silhouette leaps from rooftop to rooftop through the twilight. The figure is revealed as The Lord of Night Rihan Nura . He leaps through the air searching for his target's home. He swiftly dashes through the street with such speed he is hard to notice due to his powers.Silently he swung down from the wooden beams of the targets manor. Getting in was the easy part but he had planned for this to be a one-way trip anyway. He landed softly on the dirt floor of an empty annex; just as his informant told him it would be. He stepped forward and slid the thin wooden door open, checking for guards before he moved into the wood-floored corridor. Candles flickered on their wall fixtures as he crept along, sticking to the shadows when he could find them.Shadow entered the room at the end of the hallway, thus far encountering no guards. As he came up to the targets door he drew his sword;a straight single edged blade that is mounted on what appears to be a shirasaya. As such the sheath and handle lack decoration and a tsubas. Both the handle and scabbard are sleek black, which gives the entire sword the appearance of an ordinary walking stick.Moving on to a brightly lit room he scanned his surrounds. Even at this hour he had expected to meet at least some resistance, considering this was the headquarters for the most ruthless and most violent mercenary faction around.As Makai entered the room it seemingly burst into dark flames as he saw his target. The target was with his family and looked at Makai in fear as a snake-like pattern began to form around his arm. The flames were now spreading; casting strange shadows on the walls and on the ground. It was dark and the air was stuffy but the flames didn't seem to actually burn anything. Suddenly a figure emerged from the flames and formed shadows. It looked like the head of a Serpent; it opened its jaws an a burning tongue licked the air. The fire grew stronger and with one push the snake sped at the family pulling them into its non-existent throat and all went silent. There was no fire and no dead bodies. The infiltrator was gone without a trace. Smoke hung in the air and was slowly dissipating when-
"Nikazim whats going on" A guard strolled into the room. " Lord Nikazim....are u here?" he stopped and looked at the wall with absolute terror "T-Thats the Mark of the Snake-eyed Yakuza!" Directly in front of him was a imprint snakes head was visible in the stone wall.The guard got to his knees,pounding the ground in anger,and yelled into the Night "Curse you,You damn Snake."
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The star filled sky began to lose its hold over the sleeping city as the morning colors began to soak in. The color of cream orange, sun kiss yellow and the fading baby blue;truly the most amazing thing in the world. As the colors began to mix they began to protrude the mighty bright orb that rules the world.
Lavender eyes watch nature at its fullest. Seated on top of a factory building is a girl, dressed in a white shirt, a loose necktie, a black jacket, and black pants.
A frown graces the girls lips as she sighs softly. Standing, she pulls her flowing ponytail into a tight bun on top of her head, living her bangs to flow free.She then covers her head with a cap;giving her more of a boy form. Trying to pass as a boy was not quite that simple for her. With her ample chest and her curves, this disguise wasn't exactly fool-proof.
Standing at her full height she leans back on her heels, looking up at the placid sky. A small smile graces her lips.Her smile turns into a smirk as the a gang of thugs closes in on her.
With one smooth flick of the girls wrist the thugs howls in pain as a large snake's begin to sink their fangs into flesh.The pump their venom into the men;making the thugs howl in agony. The snake slowly eat away at its prey, like fire engulfs paper;savoring the moment. The girl's eyes once again fall upon the morning lights.
Her smile was replaced with a frown. The men's painful cries drowned out by her own thoughts.
The mission was simple, placate the area to her brothers needs⦠but something was left out. One that she knew for a doubt that she did not misconstrued. Could the orders have been comprehended before hand and forgotten? There are too many variables that this is not pretext. Was her brother trying to get her distracted, or possibly out of the action?
As the screams of pain faded away as the gang is no more, a smirk played on her lips.
"How obnoxious people are becoming these days.Well I better go look for bro. Tch knowing him he's probably forgotten I came along." The girl said.
Turning way from the full colored sky the girl jumps off the roof and lands gracefully on her feet, as if gravity could not way her down. The darkness of the alley engulfed her body as she began to walk in no particular direction at all, letting fate take her for a ride.
(Two hours later. )
Once again the girl finds herself aimlessly walking the early morning streets. Only this time people have be gone to emerge and begin their daily routines, the girl dose not stand out for it is not uncomment to see a young boy out in the early morning running errand for his parents before the sun reaches its highest peak. With a childish grin the girl is silently cheering that her ruthless ways have not rusted over the time She had been under indulgent commands of those that think themselves her superiors. It had been some time since the girl had ventured from her home .She was elated that she had been given the chance to stretch her sore legs and bask in the sun by her brother.She began searching for him.
When she found him he was sitting at the edge of the city Sakura tree looking at the bright moon. He was sipping calmly at his bowl of sake thinking of something when he spotted his daughter. Yosuzume approached him with a smile on her face. When he heard her say that she took out some thugs with their fathers signature technique he couldn't believe at first,but when he made prove it in front of him he was amazed all over again.
Without his family,his life would be chaotic and empty . Without his clan he would be nothin.He and Yosuzume began there journey back to thier HQ. Rihan began reciting something ancient to Yosuzume their father and mother had sung to them as children.
We glance up at the moon.
Our eyes full of endless thought.
Crimson-red, they penetrate
the light of the night sky.
We sit beneath the tree of the night
A tree of slumbering dreams,
We awake with the breath of the wind,
Phantasmagoric dream.
A soft sigh,
as the weight of these
---silky strands---
fall on rough fabric, pale skin.
We are apparition.
We wield Osore(fear)
An illusion, a beat.
So look for us by moonlight---
though hell should bar the way.
When we dance in the land of dreams and illusion.
We are Lords of the Night and Pandemonium
We.....are......the.....Nurarihyon .
