Bounty on the Head

The open windows gave way to the happy voices of the people outside the large mansion, but inside there lag a deathly aura. Christopher Ice stood in front of the severed head of Warmenier Equus. The girl next to Warmenier sat motionless and expressionless. She didn't really seem all the bothered by his death only speechless.

Ice stood calm but had a disgusted look on his face. He but his finger off once again, "Aperire Infurnum" , the gushing blood turned into water cleansing Equus' face of the blood. He continued to retrieve a bag from his pocket about 30 centimeters long and 20 centimeters wide and stuffed the head into it.

Currently all the guards, maids and butlers had been relieved of their duties, quite forcefully in fact. Not a single living soul inhabited the manor other than Ice and the girl in front of him.

"you'd wanna get outta here before someone finds the mess in this place." He mentioned Cooley.

The girl didn't move an inch and just watched Ice with glittering eyes. But this did nothing but annoy Ice.

"What're ya' deaf? get outta here! Shoo!"

No response. Instead she inched closer to Ice, grabbing a part of his blood soaked garment

The girl seemed to be a teenager, perhaps somewhere around his age. She had silvery white hair with split ends all over. Maybe with a little amount of attention towards it, it could become silkier and a sight for sore eyes. Although hurt badly, she had the face a noble would desire for. Blue, but faded eyes complemented her facial features. All in all she would've been a loved and rich lady had she not been captured by a scum like Equus.

Ice shook his leg vigorously but couldn't free himself of her grasp.

"Let me go...!"

"Take me with you"

"And why should I do that !?"

"I'll be useful.... somehow..."

Ice clicked his tongue. He began walking towards the nearest exit, dragging the girl along. As he continued to move forward he would grunt and occasionally ask her to let go, irritated of course. However the girl refused to let go.

...

The suspicion had reached a few people who were unable to see any 'activity' from his mansion. Custodes Pacis or better known as the city's welfare watchers, soon began to investigate the area only to find mountains of not corpses but parts of the body. Obviously Ice didn't have the time to stay and chat. The people or the person they were looking for had left the place after tearing bodies apart like cotton candy. Not only the sight but even the stench was quite bothersome

Adrienne Walker - Head of the Custodes Pacis - made his way through the carpet, stained red with the color if blood.

" A goddamn bloodbath" be commented. "Who in their right minds would do this?"

A sense of disgust filled his face. Whatever this case was caused by, he wanted to end it.

He looked around for a while, looking for a place where there was no stain and rested his body against the wall. His hand reached to his back pocket, to retrieve a box of cigarettes.

"Should I notify the higher ups, Sir?" A stern looking boy said.

" Yeah… and ask for someone good..."

...

The girl had let finally let go bis leg and now had clutches his arm. If he wasn't covered in blood, they'd be mistaken for a couple.

"Why do you need the head?" She asked. Again, her voice was barely audible.

"None of your business" He grunted.

"Why did you kill him?"

"I have my reasons..."

"Who was he anyway?"

Ice stopped short. "What do you mean who? Wasn't he your owner?"

The girl had no reaction. She indeed had no idea as to who he was. Ice broke out laughing. He somehow found it amusing that the person who owned didn't even care to give her his name. Maybe he thought she was worthless, maybe he would dispose of her soon after.

"You're a funny girl. When do he buy ya'?"

"Buy?"

"Ya' know like, taking you for money, from the black market?"

The girl remained clueless.

"Did he kidna... did he take you by force?"

The girl pondered over the thought for a while before nodding slightly.

"Guess he deserved more than being just burnt to death..." Ice said regretfully. "What's you name?"

"Levia..."

"You're coming with me to the orphanage..."

She still had no clue as to what was going on. But her curiosity never stopped.

"What is that for?" She said pointing at the bag.

"Like I said, it's none of yer' business."

"What is it for?" she asked again.

"Tch, shut up already"

"What us it for?"

Ice didn't reply.

"Are you strong?"

Silence continued.

"I'm hungry"

He began loosing his patience. But he managed to keep his cool even though he was quite short tempered. This was because they'd reached his destination, a deserted alleyway. Bone inhabited the area other than a middle aged woman.

The with Equus' head drooped in front of her and Ice followed soon after.

"He's dead..." he told her.

The woman's eyes filled with tears as she fell to her knees and began crying.

"Don't worry... this guy's gonna rot in hell..."

It took her a while until she stopped crying but she managed to retrieve a jute bag hanging from her back. Her lips were trembling and she remained unable to say the words she wanted to.

"Looks like I've cleared it, the bounty on his head...."