The moon hung lowly over the trees sending a gentle chill in to the air as it's crescent face glowed a pale white, while below a silver mist gently drifted through the tree's leaving shadows to dance on the air creating menacing shapes dancing in the gloom and disappearing between the trees. The distant sounds of animals resounded in the night creating unnerving echoes for the poor guard dressed in rags standing outside a large boat shed slowly decaying at the side of a great lake. The guard huddled tightly to the small campfire he had been permitted as if it would stave off the shoulders filling the air or he would have been if one shadow hadn't already got to him. The guard was slumped forward against the wall of the building, the camp fire slowly burning down Infront of the large portly man while a worn hunting spear leaned against his chest with both hands gripping it loosely as if he had been prepared to use it at any time. The mans eyes hung open unseeing as a grey film passed over them and ever so often his body would shake, if one was to look at him from a distance, you would just mistake this man for being cold if it wasn't for the black threads running over the mans shoulder and down into his shirt where a slowly growing red patch was filling in the grey material. With the snap of cartilage and bone the threads jerked and slowly retracted from their victim only to pull a glowing red heart connected to numerous threads and slowly beating as if pumping life blood into the threads now connecting to the ventricles. Gently the thread retracted back up the roof of the building to the source slowly encasing the organ only for it to disappear into the bulging shoulder of a black haired ninja who simply grunted in satisfaction as the alien craving within her body was sated.
Slowly the armour clad girl stood, her arm reforming from the threads before encasing the limb in her gauntlet and silently jumping down from her perch to land next to the now dead bandit. Sparing only a glance at her victim the girl stepped into the boat house disappearing into the gloomy interior before the door slowly closed inside. It took a moment for screams to echo from within the building and flashes to fill the window only for silence to return just as quickly. The front door creaked back open slowly allowing Aria to walk back out carrying an old man over her shoulder who had been chased bound and tied up by the bandits to extract his secrets from him. Not that Aria cared to ask the bandits their motives as the moon shined into the boat house behind only to reveal pieces of bodies everywhere inside the building, the viscera literally painting the walls as if the bandits had been placed in a blender. Aria simply cracked her neck and giggled as she walked back to the village with her cargo. "Mission complete." Were the only words left behind with the rotting meat she had left in her wake.
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Slowly the armour clad girl stood, her arm reforming from the threads before encasing the limb in her gauntlet and silently jumping down from her perch to land next to the now dead bandit. Sparing only a glance at her victim the girl stepped into the boat house disappearing into the gloomy interior before the door slowly closed inside. It took a moment for screams to echo from within the building and flashes to fill the window only for silence to return just as quickly. The front door creaked back open slowly allowing Aria to walk back out carrying an old man over her shoulder who had been chased bound and tied up by the bandits to extract his secrets from him. Not that Aria cared to ask the bandits their motives as the moon shined into the boat house behind only to reveal pieces of bodies everywhere inside the building, the viscera literally painting the walls as if the bandits had been placed in a blender. Aria simply cracked her neck and giggled as she walked back to the village with her cargo. "Mission complete." Were the only words left behind with the rotting meat she had left in her wake.
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