Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Clips ❯ Clip 8 ( Chapter 8 )

- Clip Eight: Chloe -

 

Aya wondered morosely if the universe was having a cosmic joke at his expense. There was no doubt that Chloe was intended to be his mirror counterpart on this new assassin team. Really, what were his chances of meeting and later, working with another White Hunter who chose to go by a girl's name?

But joke or not, Chloe was a charming rogue and as ruthless as they come. Under that old-world gentleman veneer lived a killer with no qualms or shame about his profession - a far cry from the assassins with conscience Aya worked with in the past. Chloe's only saving grace was his restraint.

Ken once jokingly called them counterparts and somehow the label got stuck (Aya could have happily strangled his old teammate). But the brunette was right - sort of.

He overheard a private conversation between Michel and Mihirogi. The young boy had described them both as beautiful and mysterious, comparing Chloe to a baroque violin and him to crystal ice. Aya privately thought the boy was blind. He was not beautiful or mysterious - just quiet and reserved. Because really, how could a murderer-for-hire be beautiful?

Aya suspected KR planned for them both to be co-leaders - leading different teams when they split up on missions, yet when working together, both of them naturally spearheading the job and sharing the responsibility of making the kill.

He was proven right on their very first mission - an urgent mission right in the heart of London that he took despite a lack of new assassin gear. Thankfully it was a straightforward ambush-and-kill mission. The building's security, though tight, could not stop a highly trained team of assassins. With Ken and Michel covering their backs, they went in for the kill. On that mission, Aya made the discovery that both of them shared a common pragmatism when it came to killing. He knew Chloe realized it too - the knowing light in those secretive pale blue eyes told him so.

Aya wondered about Chloe's past and what he had experienced to obtain such dark knowledge.

He wondered uneasily how he could almost instinctively cooperate with Chloe, yet outside the mission, unable to be truly comfortable in the pale blond's presence.

But most of all, Aya wondered why Chloe seemed to regard him with great intensity at times, as though he was a mystery that needed unraveling.