Eleven Eyes Pt.2

Entering the lower floor of the ship, Kill gave an annoyed sigh, judging the brat and his master as rich fools as she should’ve steal their tablets, taken all of their money and ran with it.

“But it’s not the way of the requisitor.”

Said a calm and familiar voice that rang in her head. The memory left her lightheaded as she held her forehead with the hand with its missing fingers. Simply going on about her business, hoping this memory rested peacefully with its bearer as she sighs once more. Quickly walking over to the many bums and straddlers that obviously didn't even bought their tickets to get on this ship. Most of them were wretched on sins such as gambling and alcohol as they went simply wild at it.

Kill decided to ignore it, quickly entering the room she had been assigned to. Showing the ticket, she quickly looked back on the lowlifes that would be sleeping on the hallway tonight as she quickly got in.

door closing behind her, she was quickly met with her 5 other roommates she had to share this ship chamber with as four of them were simply sitting on the ground amused with money and a glass and dices, playing their gambling game of Kataanj.

“aaaaawwww!!!”

went the players as one of them hit a six and one as the fifth simply sat in a corner, lost in his writing in his small book. quickly taking a look at them, kill switch turned their back on them, quickly settling her stuff near her bed as a loud voice called out to her.

“hey there foxy lady! Would you like to test your luck!?”

She frowned, quickly turning around to be met with a black man with long black dreads and shades, tattoos covering most of his temples neck and chin as he grinned, the wildest he could. Sporting mostly a black and orange garb that left his left arm fully in the open, revealing it to be drowned in ink, looking like the guy with the most money between the six room holders.


“No…. I’m not interested in your silly games…”

she replied dryly as the man simply smiled, throwing his dices as he hit another six and one.

“What!?” said one of the players “a second time!? Now that’s just bullshit! You hit Kataanj twice!?” he said in shocked, surprised and annoyed by his pure luck as the black man simply laugh, taking hold of his new winnings as Kill rolled her eyes, turning her back on them once more.

He kept on laughing, shoving the money to his side as he couldn’t help himself but look  at the woman, mostly the logo her green coat had as he couldn’t help but smile, telling to himself…

“Lady luck must be smiling on me….”

Kill switch simply kept going, putting her stuff on her bed, making sure none of these peasants would take Requisitor stuff or she’d make sure it was their last robbery. The thoughts simply flowed with anger and as a possibility as it wouldn’t have been the first time when she suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder. Feeling only danger could come from this gesture, she quickly tried to take the hand and twist it as she turned but the person quickly backed off and pulled himself off her hold as it revealed to be the dreaded man.

“My my! Aren’t we edgy today?” said playfully the black man as Kill’s heart raced for a moment, looking back at the man in anger.

“Get off of me….” She simply said on her cold and threatful tone, ready to make this a “self defense first degree murder” if she had to. She was a requesitor after all, who would they doubt first? Her? Or this commoner fucking with her?


“calm down.” He said on a kind tone, almost ignoring her anger as he seemed drown in happiness “perhaps… some games would stress you out! That’s what they’re for… no?”

she frowned, still looking at him with untrust worthy eyes as she replied. “Simple fun for the Simple minded….”
The black man couldn’t help but laugh at that, this cocky, non-stopping, annoying laugh that made Kill switch want to stab her light blade through his throat as she simply stood there with this sudden fantasy of hers.

“Then how about we escalate the fun? So it fits your standards?” he asked playfully, rubbing his inkful chin with his hand as his grin was revealed as he was thinking, making his hidden eyes tell a million ways what this meant as it piqued slightly Kill’s interest.

“How?” she simply asked as he grinned some more, staying silent and amused by her question as she was sure she wouldn’t like his game. He smiled and showed her a small handle, quickly opening an orange glowing knife handing it to her.

Everyone seemed in shock about this weapon and so did Kill switch. The player quickly backed off, against the walls, quickly taking hold of their earning with them, hoping that this game wasn’t about shanking anyone. Only the black man seemed to know where he was going with this as he walked to the furthest wall that the woman stood from as he looked back at her, simply commanding “throw it!”

The female looked back confused, though she very liked the offer though she couldn’t go on with this unless she had a reason. “Why?” she asked, gaining new emotion, withdrawal and a slight regret or shame… something that made her confused at the situation.

The man against the wall grinned “throw it!” he dared “you’ll see.” He said as she looked at him then back at the dagger, quickly taking a throwing stance as the man seemed unmoved, he looked even pleased about it, amused about it and fully ready to take on this knife throw.

Kill Switch suddenly decided to please his command, not like she minded his death wish as she went at it, throwing it towards the man.

The thrown knife went at an incredible speed, flowing through the air quickly making its way to  the black man as he rapidly flicked his hand his hand jutting out In the way and suddenly grabbing the handle of the knife at the right moment as his hand shook, pouring his strength in to freeze the knife in its trail as his contempt grin stood still.

everyone looked amazed at his feat, even kill switch as the man still had his arm shaking, she looked n with wide eyes of surprised as she thought that it must’ve been a trick or intense training as she ask in shock. “H-how!?”

The man simply smiled, holding unto his sunglasses in the small and unlit room as he revealed his secret. “Life, life is a game!...” he said with a grin. “…and lady luck is on my side!” he said like the joker he was, quickly shutting down his knife as he installed it with the other handle he had.

The woman couldn’t help herself but chuckle, cracking slightly a smile to this as the black man’s eyebrow raised, looking surprised for him. “Wow….” She said amazed “you’re an idiot!” she said as she uncontrollably chuckled.

The black man simply smiled, taking that chuckle in with a wide smile. “I prefer the term Fool or joke…”

his argument stopped abruptively as the ship suddenly started to shake, more than it usually does when it’s exiting the port as the added scream on the ceiling backed up the theory. There was something going on the upper floors as the girl and the gambler quickly caught on, instinctively going out of the room and unto the nearby elevator.