Sasha the Assassin Part 5

Sasha turned the ring over to Pablo who bowed deeply as he accepted it. “Forgive Lord Brown but he is indisposed this evening.” Pablo told her. Lord Brown was many things but first and foremost he was a drunk. Sasha fled as quickly as she could since she hated being around him when he was drunk, he had a violent streak that the alcohol brought out and he had threatened on more than one occasion to kill her while he was in a drunken stupor.

She spent the next two days resting in her hovel and awaiting the inevitable tug on her collar before she got the full details of the suicide mission she was to be sent on for the final ring. The final day of her captivity was the rare day when all six of the planets moons would be full at the same time and she’d heard legends about it increasing magic power. Sasha wondered if she would be more powerful that day or if it was all just a story made up to make the moons seem more important.

Leaving her hovel in the evening she decided to go find Arthur again and to try to have a better time having sex with him. She saw him through a window as she walked towards his house and then she shadow stepped into his doorway.

“Hello lover.” She said to him as Arthur flinched and then jumped from his chair. “Did you miss me?” she asked him as she strutted towards him. Arthur threw his arms forward, begging off as he backed away from her.

“I got something for you. Spent a few days making them.” He said, stammering as he spoke. Sasha’s eyebrows arched in surprise as she heard these words.

“Why would you make something for me?” She asked, keeping the sultry tone to her voice and masking her honest interest.

“Mostly so you wouldn’t beat the shit out of me.”  He replied. Arthur reached near the forge and pulled out a blanket and handed it to Sasha. Sasha could feel the heavy weight of the metal inside the blanket and unwrapped two black sai.

Sasha held them in her hands and tested their balance. “These feel really heavy for their size.” She told him.

“That’s because it’s deep earth iron that was used to make them.” Arthur told him. She noticed a bit more confidence in his voice as he said this.

“Deep earth iron is a joke, a con used by merchants to get people to pay extra for their weapons.” Sasha said flatly, trying to dismiss the fact that these weapons truly did feel different in her hands. The sai were expertly made and a run across the blade with her finger showed that they were deadly sharp. She flashed a grin at Arthur and moved towards him. “I didn’t come here for weapons.” She told him as she kissed him deeply and threw her arms around him.

As good as the kiss felt, when she let go of the sai she felt euphoria. Finally she was letting go of the need for control, the need to have a weapon at the ready to kill the man she was with. She didn’t even remember how their clothes came off, only that she was on top of him in her bed and completely entangled with him.

She wanted more than to just straddle him she wanted to feel his body against her own. She laid on top of him and felt the warmth of his skin, the heat of his breath, all of it was divine. Then she felt his arms reaching over her, holding her in a hug. Then he starting shifting his body from beneath her, he had managed to roll on top of her and placed her on her back. Sasha’s eyes shot open in panic. As a reflex she grabbed his hair with her left hand and pulled his head away from hers and then with her right arm she landed a forearm square on his nose that sent blood everywhere.

Arthur crumpled from the bed, blood pouring from his nose as he fell. Sasha looked down and saw her pants resting right near the bed, she didn’t remember putting them there but the years of training hard wired into her brain and still managed to make sure they got to their proper spot. She drew Mercy from its seethe. “What the fuck were you doing?” she shrieked at him, her green eyes wild with fear and anger.  

“Fuck, oh God, you broke my nose.” Arthur said. He sat up against the wall as his hands continued to clutch his nose.

Sasha spoke each word slowly, convinced Arthur hadn’t heard or understood the question he time before. “What the fuck were you doing?” she repeated.

“What do you mean? Getting on top of you? You were on top all of last time and this time. Figured you could use a break, let me be the one to put the work in. Guess not.” Arthur replied and then finished with a moan as blood continued to trickle out of his nose and stain his flesh.

Sasha stared at him dumbfounded she had no clue what he was talking about. She had to picture the two of them having sex before she could come to grips with the idea that the person on top was putting in more effort than the one on the bottom.  She felt shame for what she had done to Arthur, something she’d never felt before, tears started to well up in her eyes. “I. I can’t deal with this.” She said as she felt the world closing in around her. She dressed quickly as she kept an eye on Arthur who was still crumpled against the wall naked and bleeding.

“Talk to me please.” He begged her. “Tell me what’s going on here. Or just kill me, at least that would make some fucking sense.” He told her. Sasha started walking out of the room trying to avoid eye contact with him. She then turned towards him and struck his nose with an open palm.

“Sorry, had to set it. I didn’t want it to heal crooked.” She told him and then kissed his forehead and rushed off. She could hear him calling out to her but she ignored him. She didn’t want to deal with a world where she made mistakes that she couldn’t fix by killing somebody. She didn’t know if she really wanted to be anything but an assassin.