Snippet #1198891

Wing stood, leaning against a far wall. The sound of music filling his ears. A smile crossed his face when he saw the doors open and Nulix stride in to the large hall.

"The man of the hour has arrived." He whispered before draining the cup he held in his right hand.

He looked around the room, trying to find any other familiar face, but there were simply to many people. Nulix was the head of a powerful company, it was only natural thousands of people would turn out for such a special event. Not only was it Nulix's birthday, people were also celebrating peace. It had been three years since the war, three years since Wing, the Ultimate Organization, had been needed.

He started across the room, but a pair of eyes stopped him dead in his tracks. "Lauren?"

Lauren, an old comrade. The had met at a Knight academy a few years before Wing met the Ultimate Organization. The day he was betrayed she hunted him, meeting in battle a few times. Now here she was, silky black dress and pale white skin. She was stunning, but underneath it all, she was a cold blooded killer. He'd always wanted to tell her what had happened, but her blade did the talking, forcing him to do the same.


"I'm not going to kill you...here, traitor." Her voice sounded like the only one in the room.

"I'd hope not, you're outmatched." Wing said, with a smirk.

"You'd be surprised." She narrowed her eyes, their pink color more menacing than one would think.

"Maybe someday you'll understand the organization you work for. It's not just colored armor and missions. It's betrayal and corruption." He sighed, "Though this isn't the time to talk about such heavy matters. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a friend to wish a happy birthday to." He smiled, his trademark smile and walked passed her into the crowed and out of sight.