He could see his breath puffing out before him in the cold, midnight air.
Running as fast as he could, Xiang still knew that it wasn’t fast enough. Skidding to an undignified halt before the three men he had sent on surveillance duty, his implacable gaze asked for an update.
“They’re ahead sir! The target was seen turning into that alley.” The leader of the three nodded towards the aforementioned alleyway.
Pulling his gun from its customary holster beneath his cleverly cut suit, Xiang moved forward quietly, not wanting to startle his target and trigger unnecessary violence. His brother wanted the target alive and able to talk.
Just as he was about to peer around the dark, dank corner, a gun went off.
Starting, Xiang jumped forward, directly into the alleyway, weapon cocked before him.
A second and third shot followed and he clenched his teeth, trying to shake the sudden loud noise off.
As his sight adapted to the dimly lit alley and became able to make out more than shadows, Xiang felt a bubble of outrage rise slowly.
A head turned his way and a distinctly wolfish smile was directed towards him. The other live presence in the alley carelessly threw the gun he had been holding into the nearest trash bin.
Xiang didn’t lower his weapon, knowing the other man was dangerous, weapon or no weapon.
The other man strode forward, peeling one leather glove off and holding out that hand to Xiang, “Fancy seeing you here Xiang. I would have thought you’d be at home watching over your brother.”
Xiang didn’t even need any light to know that the violet eyes watching him with a now friendly smile was amused and smug. He didn’t bother with either a reply or the lowering of his weapon, keeping it aimed at the much taller man.
The large hand withdrew, what could be seen of the other man’s expression showed nothing but goodwill, “A good night’s work da?”
At his, Xiang couldn’t help but scowl harder and bite out a reply, “He was our target.”
“I know.” Those simple words roused an unquenchable fury inside the smaller man.
“But you went and killed him anyway.”
Large shoulders moved in something like a shrug, the pale scarf fluttering briefly in the breeze, “Just doing your dear brother a favour.”
“We needed him alive!” Despite the anger saturating his tone, Xiang’s hand was as steady as ever, moving the aim of his weapon up to the taller man’s forehead, “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t just kill you now…”
There was no fear in those shadowed violet eyes, only a childish delight. It was almost as if he was being presented with an unexpected fun puzzle. The low chuckle held only amusement as he stared down the barrel of an imported .45, “Why, your brother would be sad of course!”
Fearing his teeth would shatter if he clenched them any tighter; Xiang clicked his safety back on and shoved his weapon back into his jacket. He turned and stalked away, deliberately turning his back on the other man.
Just before he left, Xiang shot a deadly glare at the man still standing calmly at the entrance to the alley, completely uncaring of the dark liquid that was slowly seeping towards his boots.
“Remember this well Ivan Braginsky. This. Isn’t. Over.”
Xiang left as fast as he could to report back to his brother, ignoring the taunting laughter that drifted from the alley to follow him.
***
Notes: 0. This is the prologue (of something?). Typed completely on a whim so uh, forgive any (past/present/future) plot holes/gaping inaccuracies/errors etc etc. 1. Hong Kong’s human name, Xiang, is derived from the pronunciation of the 香 in “香港” (Hong Kong) 2. I’m sorry for HK’s characterization (OOC much?). I know he’s usually made out to be a quiet one, rarely speaking and always polite, but his role in this story requires him to be more outspoken. 3. Actually. I should apologize in advance for everyone being OOC in this. I hope it’ll be still readable nevertheless. 4. Everyone will kind of show up in this story sooner or later. So uh, watch out for massive POV hops and scenery changes and yadda yadda. 5. Sorry for stupid A/Ns :D;
(after reading) I think you're doing an amazing job. I mean, how do we know that Hong Kong didn't turn out the way he did from England's influence? Maybe he would have been more outspoken if he had stayed with Yao? Anyways, can't wait for more :3
Running as fast as he could, Xiang still knew that it wasn’t fast enough. Skidding to an undignified halt before the three men he had sent on surveillance duty, his implacable gaze asked for an update.
“They’re ahead sir! The target was seen turning into that alley.” The leader of the three nodded towards the aforementioned alleyway.
Pulling his gun from its customary holster beneath his cleverly cut suit, Xiang moved forward quietly, not wanting to startle his target and trigger unnecessary violence. His brother wanted the target alive and able to talk.
Just as he was about to peer around the dark, dank corner, a gun went off.
Starting, Xiang jumped forward, directly into the alleyway, weapon cocked before him.
A second and third shot followed and he clenched his teeth, trying to shake the sudden loud noise off.
As his sight adapted to the dimly lit alley and became able to make out more than shadows, Xiang felt a bubble of outrage rise slowly.
A head turned his way and a distinctly wolfish smile was directed towards him. The other live presence in the alley carelessly threw the gun he had been holding into the nearest trash bin.
Xiang didn’t lower his weapon, knowing the other man was dangerous, weapon or no weapon.
The other man strode forward, peeling one leather glove off and holding out that hand to Xiang, “Fancy seeing you here Xiang. I would have thought you’d be at home watching over your brother.”
Xiang didn’t even need any light to know that the violet eyes watching him with a now friendly smile was amused and smug. He didn’t bother with either a reply or the lowering of his weapon, keeping it aimed at the much taller man.
The large hand withdrew, what could be seen of the other man’s expression showed nothing but goodwill, “A good night’s work da?”
At his, Xiang couldn’t help but scowl harder and bite out a reply, “He was our target.”
“I know.” Those simple words roused an unquenchable fury inside the smaller man.
“But you went and killed him anyway.”
Large shoulders moved in something like a shrug, the pale scarf fluttering briefly in the breeze, “Just doing your dear brother a favour.”
“We needed him alive!” Despite the anger saturating his tone, Xiang’s hand was as steady as ever, moving the aim of his weapon up to the taller man’s forehead, “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t just kill you now…”
There was no fear in those shadowed violet eyes, only a childish delight. It was almost as if he was being presented with an unexpected fun puzzle. The low chuckle held only amusement as he stared down the barrel of an imported .45, “Why, your brother would be sad of course!”
Fearing his teeth would shatter if he clenched them any tighter; Xiang clicked his safety back on and shoved his weapon back into his jacket. He turned and stalked away, deliberately turning his back on the other man.
Just before he left, Xiang shot a deadly glare at the man still standing calmly at the entrance to the alley, completely uncaring of the dark liquid that was slowly seeping towards his boots.
“Remember this well Ivan Braginsky. This. Isn’t. Over.”
Xiang left as fast as he could to report back to his brother, ignoring the taunting laughter that drifted from the alley to follow him.
***
Notes:
0. This is the prologue (of something?). Typed completely on a whim so uh, forgive any (past/present/future) plot holes/gaping inaccuracies/errors etc etc.
1. Hong Kong’s human name, Xiang, is derived from the pronunciation of the 香 in “香港” (Hong Kong)
2. I’m sorry for HK’s characterization (OOC much?). I know he’s usually made out to be a quiet one, rarely speaking and always polite, but his role in this story requires him to be more outspoken.
3. Actually. I should apologize in advance for everyone being OOC in this. I hope it’ll be still readable nevertheless.
4. Everyone will kind of show up in this story sooner or later. So uh, watch out for massive POV hops and scenery changes and yadda yadda.
5. Sorry for stupid A/Ns :D;
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