Eternal Night

This is a story that i've just started, hopefully it will turn into a book. that however, depends on how many people read, and like it. It's a combination Of various anime's i've seen so you may recognize some of it. I know the chapters are short (T.T) mainly because i've just started. I will however, reread it and change things around. CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM ONLY PLEASE. If you dont like it, dont say anything, Thanks.

Prologue

"hey stop their!"

"i said STOP"

run run run. he ran, jumping from roof top to roof top, over the various lights and buildings over the world below. not daring to look behind him, only straight ahead. The world below swam underneath him, a mixture of lights and color, but he couldn't stop to admire them, not now. hearing the sound of sirens underneath him only brought panic back to him, the panic of being caught. he could hear the foot steps behind him, the people chasing him. then as soon as they had started, they'd stopped. He found himself alone, in the darkness of the roof top. he walked several paces, at the sound of police sirens, and looked below. at least 50 cop cars were their. Knowing he'd be caught, he sat their. his back against the stair well, and look up at the stars, thought he knew they weren't stars at all. he had never known what stars where, and never would. taking a knife out of his pocket he began gouging at his skin around a tattoo. Digging the knife deeper and deeper into his skin. he could feel the blood running down his arm, and soon he held a shred of skin in his hand, with the tattoo on it. he look at the naked flesh of his bleeding arm, which was truly naked now, and felt nothing, no pain...giving up something. it was part of being a contractor, it was a matter of equivalent exchange.

"so that was your price was it"

sitting bolt upright, the man looked around.

"who's their?!"

from the shadows emerged a figure. Tall, black coated, black hair, but no face? or was it a mask.

his voice held a velvet feel to it, soothing, but coaxed with danger and malice. His voice demanded power, it Oozed it.

"who are you?"

"I'm the man who's come to collect your head" he said, so matter of factly. as if their wasn't a doubt in his mind he'd kill the man. he made is sound so easy.

"the Fuck if you are"

the man stood up, raises is hands and slammed them of the floor. The grown from where his hand had touched, glowed red. lines of jagged red streaks moved toward the man with no face. The lines an earthquake makes as it breaks through rock. It moved around the man, creating a circle around the figure, and then enclosing it around him, As a pentagram began to draw it self in the middle with different circular shapes around it. It glowed red beneath the cloaked figure, turning the ground to sand. the man with no face spiraling backwards, and landed on the hand railing of the roof.

"two can play that game" his hand shot, quick as lighting sending silver invisible wire towards the man, wrapping them selvs around his neck, as if they had a mind of their own. constricting around his neck, tighter and tighter at the smallest move the man made.

"where is He?"

"your a contractor?!"

"WHERE IS HE?!"

"FUCK OFF, I Wont Tell You Anything!"

"then your of no further use to me" his figures snapped, and the wire around the mans neck tightened, silencing him forever.

Chapter One

The contract, is it worth the price? to give up your humanity for power? To become an elite? In Ira Caelum it was. It was the price you paid to be a contractor, not just anyone could be come one. You had to born into this everlasting hell, And they called it an honor. yet, i was an elite, the strongest of strong. Sometimes i wondered if i was possible of feeling, If i was still a man. True, here i was a man ten times over...but was i human? Was i capable of love, of happiness? I often wondered these things. Wondering how i would have been had i not dedicated my life to the kill. If i hadn't become this thing i am now. My subordinates did not know why trivial things like that often kept me up, for nights in a row. They thought, that the process of thought was irrelevant, and therefore unnecessary.

I pondered all this as i made my way down the street to where i'd be staying. i had been given a mission, and left the institute early this morning, to arrive in upper new york city. The Institute had provided me with a place to stay, a considerable amount of funds, and weapons. my mission: To find Alexandra M. Knight, And bring them her head. I fairly simple task, nothing hard. I walked up the steps of the small condo in the more remote part of the city. thought their was absolutely nothing remote about it.

As i reached for my keys, i heard the tiniest rustling of bushes. The kind of sound only a cat or dog might here. A ability i had acquired over time, though i had forgotten what I'd given in exchange for it. I pulled out one of my seraph blades, also known as angel blades, which I'd gotten from someone I'd killed. I'd liked them, so i kept them. the bushes rustled again. My eye's narrowed, ready for a fight. Crouching i crept to the bushes, heard something move again and rammed my self into the bushes, pushing something back with my blade against it's throat.

"why are u here?" my eyes narrow.

"Ego sum Of Nox noctis"

I let Him go.

"so it seems they sent you, what the hell do you want?" i said sticking my blade in it's sheath.

he was a rather tall boy. he had brown hair, that look almost black, blue eyes and too big fee. no doubt he was clumsy. and he was skinny...weak. that or...

"easy Dante..."

i turned around, and felt my eyes narrow even more. This pitiful excuse for a man, was my father. though i didn't consider him a father...more like a dog, if anything.

"and what," i began, as i folded my arms across my chest, and leaned against the wall "do i owe the pleasure of your company?"

"I'm here because i was sent, nothing more..."

"no surprise their" i said cutting him off

"i have information that might help you"

"what makes you even THINK I'd need your help?!" i felt my self growing more and more PISSED OFF. to receive help from this man, was an insult, and they would hear it.

"don't forget your place boy." he said.

"Sure, Whatever." I said brushing him aside to look at the weakling I'd noticed sneaking through my bushes earlier.

"and YOU, why are you here? Surely not to fight, seeing as you can barely stand on your own feet" I raises my eye brow at him. "your not human are you?"

"n...no, i...I'm not. I'm A contractor" I laughed.

"YOU, a CONTRACTOR? don't insault my intelligence" i said taking the blade out of it's sheath and spinning it in my figures.

"Then your stupid" i turned to look at my father, or rather the dog.

"and what prey tell are you barking about?"

"he's a contractor, he specializes in gathering information. He WILL be of use to you"

I was truly irritated now, i could feel wrinkle lines growing on my forehead from the irritation.

"show me"

i looked at the boy, i new he could feel my gaze pierce though him like a needles through wool.

"...alright" and with that he shape shifted in to a Grey cat with blue eyes. the oddest, skinniest cat i'd even seen. from that he turned himself into a fly, a lizard, a snail and other various and rather bizarre creatures.

"Hmmmm...." i didn't like to be wrong, but i new he was of some use.

"very well" i said and began walking to front of the condo.

"aren't you coming?" i asked him, and in three strides he was at my side. wow...i thought, he moves fast.

With that i proceeded inside, the rather tall weakly boy at my heels.

Chapter Two

"Dante...Dante" i heard a woman's voice call my name. i looked around, i was in an ancient corridor of a castle. The stone floors where cold beneath my feet, as i walked down the empty hallway. Why was i barefoot?

"Dante" i heard he call my name again. I knew this voice....soft as silk, the way my name seemed to sound coming from her lips, as if the goddess herself had spoke. i'd heard it somewhere before, it was as if an old memory had resurfaces. I felt a sudden wave of deja vu. I began to run, desperate to get to this voice that my whole being seemed to be aware of. i ran faster, and faster. yet the corridor seemed to stretch on forever, as if extending of it's own accord. I heard someone scream. I pushed myself, faster and faster, the corridor getting farther and farther away. My legs felt like jello beneath me, still i ran. i was getting closer now, almost their. i heard a blood curling scream, and then silence.

"NO" i sat bolt up right. breathing heavily, panting. realizing it was nothing, i fell back onto the covers of the bed, and placed my hand on my forehead. I was sweating. knowing i wouldn't be able to sleep any longer, i got out of bed and went to the patio of the room. Looking up at the perfect blue black sky, at the stars that really weren't their. What was that voice? WHO's was it? i swear I've head it before, but where.

"you okay?"

i turned around, it was the kid.

"fine. thanks." i said flatly and continued to star at the sky.

"Ummm..."

"what, kid" i turned to look at him

"My names not kid you know, i HAVE a name" you look truly annoyed, how amusing.

"not that i care either way, but what might that be?"

"what?"

"Your name stupid one."

"oh..." he look embarrassed. "it's Daniel"

"Daniel..." I Pondered the name. "god is my judge"

"huh?"

"that's what your name means. Do you believe that, Daniel?"

he looked at me. either taken aback by my question or surprised i asked his opinion, i didn't know. he seemed to ponder this question over in his mind, his facial expressions changed few times. what was he thinking?

"Yes, i believe that."

"and how about destiny, fate, what of those?"

"I think fate is what is thrown at us, and destiny is what we do with it"

I thought about this. No doubt the boy was smart, smarter maybe even then someone twice his age.

"you were screaming.."

"what?" i said pulling my self from my thoughts and back into reality.

"you were screaming" he said again.

i stared at him, for a very long time, and said "no i wasn't" and walked away.

sleep had evaded me that night, has it often does. Then morning came, and Daniel and i had decided to set out to find the girl. Daniel went into town as the abnormally skinny cat, he seemed to like to be a cat, to gather information on the girl. I was sent to look for her, and look for her i did. Although the city was big, i got around fairly easy. by the time i'd found her, dusk had began to settles over the city. I went to a near dinner for something to eat, which is where i saw her. she was much prettier then i had expected, more prettier then she was in the picture I'd taken with me to identify her. she was wearing a light blue dress shirt, and jeans, fitted jeans, that showed the curve of her hips just right. it was almost seductive. her hair was black though, instead of blond. no doubt her natural hair color. it didn't appear to be dyed.

"may i get you anything? coffee, juice?" the waitress said.

"coffee. black"

"okay I'll be right back" and she left.

i stared at the women, with out really looking at her. she was talking to a man. he was thin, almost as thin as Daniel, if not thinner. he had black hair, but i couldn't see his face. he was turned away from me. just as the waitress had come back with the coffee they where leaving. i watched them, carefully, before i through down a 20 on the table and followed them. i watched them at a distance as they walked hand in hand, a couple do doubt. what a rude intervention this would be. it was dark by the time they turned the corner, and came in sight of apartments. they where talking on the door way. deciding to take advantage of the situation i changed for into a wolf. it would be much easier and i would be less likely to be spotted seeing as i was black. i crept close enough to hear what they where saying

"are you sure you'll be okay Alex?"

"I'll be fine Jared"

Jared...I'd have to remember that name.

"what if they come back Alexandra? what if..."

"that's not going to happen, and i don't want to talk about it" she took the key out of her pocket and opened the door.

"please Alex..."

"goodbye Jared" and she closed the door on him. I tried not to laugh, i liked this girl, too bad i had to kill her. what a waste. i turned around and trotted around the back, changed back, and looked back through the window. she wasn't in the kitchen, good. i took my shifter out of my pocket, stuck it into the key hole, and took it out. I had a key, now, which meant i could come back whenever i pleased. turning back into a wolf, i ran down Manhattan to meet with denial at the condo.

"find out anything" i said as i walked into the house.

"yeah"

"well, kid lets hear it, i haven't got all day. the faster i get this over with the better" i said and took a cigarette out of my pockets and lite it. it was rare i smoked.

"theirs nothing out of the ordinary about her really, except that she works with contractors or has in the past"

"define works with them?"

"meaning that she's hired on for someone else, she's some what of a lawyer. though I've never heard of one that works with contractors before."

"interesting" I threw my cigarette on the floor and step on it.

"looks like I've made more progress then you have kid. which isn't a surprise really." i said as i smiled, and held up in front of him a small silver key.[i]