Snippet #1307049

Dani listened carefully to Theron, he had a good point. She still wasn't comfortable with letting the traitor go unpunished. Still, she smirked slightly. "I must correct you in two things: This killer is not only a hunter, he knows things about the Pack that no one would learn simply by studying our habits. And I believe he is better than you, no offense. Also... I've killed my share of hunters and I'm still around. And there are a few others as well, but that is not important right now... "

She looked Theron in the eyes for quite sometime, wondering whether or not this was the right decision, and wishing she hadn't let Bastian leave. At the end, she knew no matter how long she thought about it... She was going to follow her instincts in the end of it. "Alright... Let's say I'll agree to this, under three circumstances: First, I still want to speak to this girl. Second, you will teach who I assign to you, like any instructor would. Third... If you want to live in this camp and teach my assassins, I need you to take the oath." She smiled, and added. "Hunter or not, in my camp you are bound by my rules."

She got on one knee and touched the cross on her sister's grave, with her right hand, then stood up and faced him. "If you think you can agree to these conditions... Then we have a deal."

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Crys walked straight passed the guards following Evin into the Inn. Immediately upon entering she could smell a lot of blood, and something else she couldn't quite tell what it was. One thing she knew... Someone was dead. She was still wondering what the commotion was all about, when she heard Evin speak. Her thoughts vanished from her mind painfully. She located the body and got on her knees next to it, not minding the blood. She touched the dead man's face, and felt as if something inside of her had broken into a thousand pieces. It was definitely her father. One of the guards approached her as if he was to pull her away. She didn't turn at the man, but spoke in a calm, cold, and yet furious, tone. "If you touch me, you're dead." The man flinched, and took a step back

She closed her father's eyes, trying to control the pain, and the rage she felt inside the best she could. She faced the soldiers and spoke. "This is my father, and I will arrange to take him home as soon as possible. In the meanwhile I suggest that you all leave, if you have any joy in living." She pulled both her Sai as she spoke, her eyes had a unusual and threatening spark to them.

Silence fell... And then the sound of footsteps walking away as fast as possible. She closed the broken door of the Inn violently after the last soldier walked through it. She sat on a stool next to the bar, unaware of the fact that she had blood on her hands, and was shivering. She knew it was unwise to just sit there, but she couldn't really think at all. Her mind was completely occupied trying to accept the reality of what had happened there.