Comments | onoratalogs: An Unwitting Assassin [open]

raitei_wolf in onoratalogs

An Unwitting Assassin [open]

Aug 20, 2008 19:31

Who: Syaoran raitei_wolf and anyone who runs into him
What: Syaoran flees the scene, not wanting to see the aftermath of what he's done
Where: Near the arena (but not very)
When: after this
( Trying to find the way )

syaoran li, reborn, dean winchester

Leave a comment

Back to all threads

canecieco August 21 2008, 23:22:01 UTC

The match was a spectacle. As ordered by Kris, he went in without any weapons on him. It made him feel sick, naked, but he didn't want to get caught. He didn't want Franky to get caught, and he warned him enough about this fucking wrestling match he had going on here. In the bustling crowds, he watched the match. Hairs on the back of his neck and arms standing up in anticipation, anxiety for something to go down. An AMC raid, a drug bust, anything ( ... )

raitei_wolf August 21 2008, 23:51:28 UTC

Syaoran felt a rough grip on the back of his shirt, and stopped in his tracks as ordered. He recognized the voice immediately.

His life was going to be over the very instant he turned around, no matter what his emotional state appeared to be.

"Mr. Winchester..." he whispered, his voice cracking as he did. He couldn't keep from crying, he was so scared.

canecieco August 21 2008, 23:52:40 UTC

How did he know...wait. That voice. That fucking voice. Dean pulled Syaoran back, so he could see his face.

"You," he spat. "Why were you running?"

raitei_wolf August 21 2008, 23:56:29 UTC

Syaoran's face was covered in tears, his eyes and lips were shaking. He tried to say something, anything, he knew Dean wasn't going to let him just sit there and cry like a baby.

But he was too frightened, and the words wouldn't come out. He braced himself to get punched. He wasn't going to try to block it.

canecieco August 22 2008, 00:08:07 UTC

Crying, shaking. Either he was really fucking upset about the attack on Franky or he was really fucking guilty. Dean wasn't going to take shit. As far as he was concerned, everyone was a suspect except for Franky and himself.

With brute force, he pushed Syaoran up against the brick wall, getting right into his face.

"Answer the fucking question."

raitei_wolf August 22 2008, 00:14:35 UTC

Syaoran gave a grunt as pain seared through his back. He hung limp in Dean's grip.

"I..attacked him...at Hijikata's orders..." He didn't know why he'd added who gave the orders.

He was the one who'd carried them out.

canecieco August 22 2008, 01:43:25 UTC

It was it. He did it. He fucking did it, and Dean couldn't believe his ears. He shoved him against the brick wall again, making sure his head contacted hard wall. Getting in close again, right into his face as an intimidation tactic.

"You fucking traitor," Dean snapped. "You're fucking dead, you hear me? You're fucking dead."

raitei_wolf August 22 2008, 01:50:16 UTC

"Then kill me. I have no right to stay alive after what I did..." Syaoran's voice was soft, full of guilt and sorrow. He didn't even make eye contact with Dean, so the attempt at intimidation was completely lost.

"Please...just kill me..." His voice cracked again. "It's the only fair price for what I did..."

canecieco August 22 2008, 01:55:41 UTC

Kill him? Let it be so easy...right...Dean was not going to give him the satisfaction. He was not going to do it for him, not make it so easy. Make Syaoran suffer, make him pay for what he had done, make the whole fucking family go after him.

Dean let him go, taking a few steps back, and staring at him hard.

"Run," he whispered in a harsh, raw voice. "Fucking run, and when we find you..."

raitei_wolf August 22 2008, 02:00:50 UTC

"I'M NOT RUNNING AWAY!!" Syaoran shouted at the top of his lungs. "I would never leave like that again!"

He was going to face this. He wasn't going to run away...not for anything. "I'm not going anywhere." His voice was dry, but softer this time.

canecieco August 22 2008, 02:03:29 UTC

"You're running or staying here until the Vescovo family comes back with a bunch of tire irons," Dean said, spitting at his feet.

raitei_wolf August 22 2008, 02:10:19 UTC

That was it. Just like that, Syaoran's entire life was over. All because he'd followed orders. His fists clenched tight.

"That's it...?" Syaoran was whispering again. "All this over what I've done...and all you do is threaten that the whole family is going to kill me...?" He was never going to see anyone again. Not Tomoyo...not Reborn...not...her...

canecieco August 22 2008, 02:12:38 UTC

Dean scoffed, reaching into his back pocket for a pack of cigarettes. He usually wasn't the type to smoke. Sam was always a stickler about that sort of thing. Only on occasion when the bastard wasn't around, and shit had been tough -- really tough, he'd pull a cig out, put it between his lips, and light it up.

Blowing out smoke, he shook his head at the fucker in front of him.

"Oh, trust me. When we're through, you're gonna wish I killed you right here."

raitei_wolf August 22 2008, 02:16:09 UTC

"So this is what happens...when you obey orders..." Syaoran said quietly, more to himself than to Dean.

The price for taking a life was steep. Syaoran was learning that the worst way he ever could...by being caught up in the middle of all of it.

canecieco August 22 2008, 02:19:41 UTC

"Obeying the wrong fucking orders," Dean snapped, turning on his heel, beginning to walk away. Couldn't believe it, couldn't fucking believe it, and his mind was racing.

Syaoran being given orders by their own boss...shit, shit, shit.

He had to talk to Sam. No, no. He wouldn't fucking understand. Kris? Yeah. Kris, then Brian for some really hard liquor.

raitei_wolf August 22 2008, 02:24:18 UTC

Syaoran fell to his knees, his breathing rushed and heavy.

As he stood, his resolve grew a little. He was going to go back to Reborn's mansion. And there wasn't a soul in this city he was going to let stop him.

Unless of course...Tieria decided he shouldn't be allowed back in. But then...he'd be dead, and it would all be over before he knew it...

Back to all threads