The Villainess Wants To Go Home

Strolling through the forest with a kunai in my left hand, I searched the forest for any deer that caught my eyes while feeling the earth beneath me. I felt no presence expect for rodents scurrying around the bushes and bunny rabbits leaving their hollows.

A sigh of irritation escaped my mouth while I shuffled my tangled silver hair. "I wish there was a grocery somewhere. Would have been easy to get some meat and other supplies."

"Wait grocery don't have deer meat only the typical meat" I crossed my hands in deep thought.

Suddenly the discussion between me and Demarcus from last night came flooding back in.

~ "I felt something in my chest" I started to explain. "Like a spark"

There was silence coming from Demarcus, the sound of beating wind and his soft breathing took the silence between us.

I couldn't tell what was going through his mind at that moment when he finally spoke. "There are many mysterious wonders occurring in this world, Artemis" he stated. "And your one of them"

Homura narrowed his eyes at me, eyeing me suspiciously. "I don't see anything mysterious about her. I think you must be mistaken" he said.

Demarcus looked back and stared deeply into the now terrified eyes of Homura "You foxes are very arrogant and annoying. Do you ever stop criticising others and look at yourselves for once?" Demarcus shot back with a hiss of his tongue.

Homura gulped. "I-I th-think I'm just g-going to go to s-sleep" he looked away quickly curling into a ball.

"Please do" I whispered and Homura glared at me but quickly flinched when Demarcus growled.

"As I was saying before I was interrupted by a certain fox." There was a long pause again. He was staring into the darkness in front of us, a peaceful aura surrounding him. I followed his eyes and stared into the darkness myself, admiring the stars and the quite forest beneath us with the wind blowing my hair away from my face and cooling my cheeks.

"Artemis, I believe you hold something powerful within you" he spoke finally after a while. "I don't know how you came to possess the Aagondarha tongue from the human king a thousand years ago but this power is very destructive if used for evil" he voice turned dark at the mention of the king.

"It seems to me that your power overshadows the Aagondarha tongue that the dragon prince possess. Yours is exactly like his, a thousand years ago"

I clutched the material on my chest. "Like his" I mumbled.

"The power he used to force the dragons to fight in the war between the orcs and the beings of Alphyria"

I was caught off guard for a second. 'Did he say forced? Didn't he plead with the dragons and gave half his kingdom to them?' I was confused.

"Umm excuse me Demarcus but forced the dragons to participate in the war. I was told he begged them too and the dragons only agreed if he surrendered half his kingdom" I corrected.

Demarcus huffed in anger, smoke escaping both his mouth and nose. "That pathetic human king used the power he awakened after the appearance of the orcs to make the black and white dragon obey his command and because of that the dragons feared him!"

I was startled by his sudden raise of tone filled with hatred. 'Ok this is getting a little weird. The author clearly wrote in the novel that he begged them.... Or could I have missed something in the book' I pinched my chin in thought. "How do you know of this knowledge? You weren't there when it happened" I asked him with an arch eyebrow.

He let out a gruff blow of breath. "We dragons pass down knowledge of the past without corrupting the past truth unlike humans"~

'Could the author have written some kind of hint I missed while reading or was the author trying to hide something?' I closed my eyes and titled my head, pinching my chin while I thought.

I couldn't come up with anything in the end "my mind has decided to not corporate with me right now when I need it to" I shuffled my silver hair in annoyance.

Crossing my hands against my chest and let out a sigh. I lifted my head up at the clear sky without a cloud to bee seen in sight. I listened to the sound of the tree leaves against the wind, the sound of chirping of birds singing happily to each other, the bustling of rabbit thumps and the buzzing bees near me.

'I wonder what big brother is up to?'

~Japan, Tokyo~

suits held the silver haired man back, both struggling to keep him from further attacking the beaten-up guy in the corner, quivering on

on his knees, his eyes were purple and swollen as tears kept flowing down. Bloody spit drooled from his

whimpered softly, covering one of his teary eyes

YOU WERE EVERYTHING TO HER." range flowed through him like lava, the anger that made him want to kill the killer that was shameful to cry for murdering his beloved sister. "HOW COULD YOU KILL HER.

around Daisuke's arm said. "LET GO OF ME!" he yelled before twisting his arm within the grasp of the man and snatching the back of his shoulder and twisting

causing him to stagger

other agent staggered up then to run towards him with his karate fist, but Daisuke was fast and prevented the incoming attack and with his two fingers he hit the middle of the guys dantian.

the unconscious man in front of him as more range quickened in his blood. He stepped on his heel and cocked his head to the side and his eyes hardened, staring widely

turned stone cold. "Do you realise the person who is very special to me is slowly dying on the hospital bed and I can't do a damn thing about it" he slowly approached

of sobs and tears. Itami knew what he did will haunt for the rest of his life. The guilt of trying to kill her had never left the moment the enemy gave him the mission. The mission to go against the Ryu's black

clenched his fists, remembering her gentle smile, her red

and on fours, crying. Daisuke smouldered in resentment, his words about her meant nothing to him. He clenched his jaw

a way to dodge that mission peacefully even if you hadn't Artemis would have helped but you choice not to, you

but a vegetable,

out rising his head and staring deeply into Daisuke's brown eyes that was filled with pure hatred towards him. "IF THAT ISN'T ENOUGH FOR YOU THEN KILL ME." he said in a gut-wrenching sob that tore through

wet marks that his tears landed and darkened the slabs colour, gripping his hands tightly and pleaded once more, deep emotions stirs with no other outlet but through his long-lasting

consumed Daisuke when he heard those words escaped through his mouth. He sent his feet flying towards Itami and hitting him in the cheek, sending him flying and crashing against the wall

a bloody cough ranged

silently against the wall with his head slumped down. He was taken over by dread and bitterness towards himself. Daisuke was right, why had he betrayed the organisation just for the sake of his life. Itami wanted to go back in time and stop himself for committing the crime, but he couldn't. What was done is done, it's

betrayed the woman that loved him

is what he chose, and,

of thunder echoed the sky, letting down the droplets of rain to earth. The rain pounded down, each drop a small stone, piercing cold, pelting the ground with an ominous

was lifted up and his brown eyes met with the wistful and furious eyes of Daisuke once again. Daisuke was on top of him with

his eyes. "No that wouldn't do shit to me but free you from the punishment that is planned for

right cheek with great force, the

like my sister." Daisuke punched him again but this time

again" another blow of his fist collided the red and swollen cheek. Itami spat out more blood which landed on

that wretched bed again" another fist was

shit out of you again" he growled throwing more punches in his way. "I'll let you suffer the way

done this to you.' His heart ached with sorrow; he felt no

did it to protect her.' is what he wanted to say to him, but his mouth

water felt nice to Itami. It was the only thing that wasn't so hurtful right now. 'I know you won't forgive me Artemis, but I truly am very sorry. If you ever wake up and find it in

cheek. Daisuke watched in horror how Itami's head slumped back, there was no sign of life in

cold and the hair on the back of his neck rise up. His heart had stopped as his brown eyes stared

breath. There stood a crowd of men in black suits and shades but what made his hands shake and his throat run dry

blue eyes glared at them blankly. "There is no room for a traitor" his

looked no older than 40, his jet-black hair was slicked back, and his figure was tall and well built under the black tuxedo that

in Daisuke's heart. Daisuke never felt fear when it came to

of his name made every assassin cower away in fear. The man that killed in cold blood without any hesitation. The man

in charge of the Ryu organisation. Hisakawa

the collar and clenched his right fist. "No sir" he answered

I want to see" he puffed out a cloud of smoke as he handed the gun to

up agent. I don't want to see you pathetically

"Yes sir"