Red Haired Assassin

A month has passed since he left the Paxley House and met a man with his age named Alucard, who got along very well. It seems that Alucard is going to the territory of the demons in order to search for his parents and not even Gusion could stop him otherwise.

"Are you leaving now?" Gusion asked Alucard who already got his bag and about to leave.

"Yeah." Alucard muttured as he fixed his large sword on his back. "You might want to register to an assassin organization if you want to get by your living." He advised Gusion before leaving.

"I plan to. Let's meet up later after you find your parents." Gusion said as he held out his fist. Alucard laughed as they fist bumped.

"Better make sure, you're in whole piece when that time comes. I still needed my sparring partner." Alucard taunted as he walked away.

"Well, defeat me first before bragging!" Gusion shouted back.

They might not have met for a long time but they felt like they're brothers in all but blood. Silently he prayed for Alucard's safety as he made his way to the headquarters of the Order of Assassin. He registered himself in the Order of Assassin, an organization that gives out tasks, missions and bounty to assassins. He isn't afraid for someone to find out his identity, who would when all that dares never came back again. Gusion then honed his strengths by a continuous taking up of missions and training himself. He dutifully gave his all for the sake of growing stronger, earning himself the title, Holy Blade as the last thing his enemies and preys see in their last seconds is a blade filled with light magic that pierced their flesh.

Gusion sat down on a tree branch, playing with his new top assassin badge. His scarf loosened and he felt an annoyed feeling cross. He quickly organized his scarf as its purple shade reminds him of a certain woman. Shaking his head and he laid down watching the clouds to pass his boredom when he heard the sounds of leaves rustling and footsteps nearing. He sat up and saw a flustered man running towards his direction.

"Oh?" He muttered as he looked down on the man that stopped as he saw Gusion on the tree branch.

"G-good sir! Please help me, s-someone is out here to kill me!" The man knelt down as he pleaded for his help, hands clasped together.

"Heh, what makes you think I would help you?" He smirked at him then hid himself away as he felt the presence of an assassin. After all one knows his kin.

A gunshot rang and the man dropped to the ground, his blood pooling out. A woman's figure appeared next to his body. Gusion's eyes locked on the woman's figure. She has a long red hair tied into a braid with an eyepatch and a rifle. He smirked at her despite her not knowing he was there.

"Dead before they knew me!" The assassin said as she marked down her mission tab before turning away, intent of leaving already.

How interesting. A girl not into those girly dresses and barbie dolls. He thought as he stared at her retreating back. He jumped down and looked at the man's corpse.

She might be part of the same organization as him and maybe one day their paths will cross again. Smirking, he walked away as the pack of wolves hiding in the nearby bushes came out and took the corpse.