Colour of the soul

In a world where everything is black and white, color is known to take hold when one meets their soulmate. Still this does not make the hunt for the 'one' any easier, the key is they eyes they are known to be the first hint of the truth.
Renee x Killian
Rose x Angus
Dani x Jory
Jet x Keenan

She'd been sent here on a hunt, wandering through the crowds the distant female was more than used to decphiering the black and white world she lived in. Her target was competing in a challenge and had angered some influential people, they wanted the woman to die as publically but as subtly as possible so it wouldn't be traced back to them. Her brother had gone off on a hunt somewhere else and it would be quite a while before she saw him again, she oft missed him but that was the way life was. They were free of ice at the very least, they were safe from her for now as long as they didn't let anyone close into their lives apart from each other. Rounding a corner a sudden flash of colour caused the normally unerring Melissa to falter and nearly fall, taking another look at the creature memories, unwanted memories flickered. Swiftly pulling herself away from the scene she waited in the crowd,staring at the bay creature with wide eyes, regathering herself and wiping the emotion off of her face she returned to wandering through the crowd until she finally found her target. Brushing past and smearing the corrosive liquid onto their hand it wasn't much longer until they fell to the ground twitching. The event still went ahead and against her better judgement she lingered, dark brown eyes watching what was going on.

Renee was late, so very late she'd spent too much time gathering what was needed and now she was late. Taking the short cut through the dark dingy alley she normally attempted to avoid she came across a scene that made her drop the simple plastic bag with a seemingly loud crash. Backing up quickly frightened eyes stared at the scene infront of her before looking at the ground, oh no. Feeling sick at the murder, and reminded of the murder of another renee felt sick and scared. Maybe the man wouldn't notice? A wishful thought she knew but it was something to hold onto, turning and intending to go back the way she came she remembered the plastic shopping bag, darting forward to grasp it she slipped on the icy path and landed without much noise on her front. Dazed for a moment renee soon had the bag in her hand and was scrabbling back not caring that she'd scraped herself.

The colour was strangely alluring, what would the world look like with more of that bright color to it? Brought out of her thoughts by a voice that was faintly familiar Melissa naturally closed up. “No.” she stated calmly, avoiding looking at the owner of the voice, by now she'd figured it out and wanted nothing to do with where this was heading. “I was merely admiring your animal.” now she should leave she'd wasted time and had potentially gotten herself mixed up in something that was better left untouched. Ned, the horses name was Ned, she'd been given a simple ride on him one day several years ago. She'd been watching the horses when the man had turned up and introduced himself and offered her a ride, his eyes had been bright with colour and as she was riding the horse Ned had become ablaze with color as well. Pushing the memories and thoughts away and taking great care to keep her eyes away from him she turned intending to leave and find her brother.

Ending up in a corner, cold and quite restricted all she could get out was “if you kill me they'll be angry that they have to find another wife” her voice was small and shook, he was far more scary than most of her family if anything he was in league with her husband who put the fear of the devil into her. Shaking and pale and unable to do anything but stare up at him as he came closer she continued to become more and more panicked like a cornered doe. “I wont tell anyone anything” she whispered, her life was nothing but pain and torment but still it was better than being dead well thats what she told herself every morning when she covered up the newest bruises with make up.

The familiar words were what took her back really solidifying what she'd suspected and guessed, glancing back at him over her shoulder. Brown gaze meeting green-gold for a brief moment “I will have to refuse” she replied looking away instantly, she needed to find her brother now. The assassin needed to get out of here, her gut pricked a sign of unease and the shadow that was hidden in her braided hair was telling her, her brother was in a similar state. Heading into the thickest part of th crowds with the intent of being lost in them she was soon outside wondering where her brother was and when he'd be turning up to talk to her. Finding a remote location where they were unlikely to be bothered she waited, not having to wait long until her brother turned up the unusually uneasy melissa hugged him tightly, unaware she was shaking slightly. “Brother...” was all she was able to say for the moment, a thick lump gathering in her throat.

She tensed at he hand that came towards her, expecting to be hit, grabbed, hurt, instead he forced her chin up making her meet his gaze. The green and grey eyes glared at her, not aiding her panic, he spoke almost coldly, jerking at a growl and leaving, there on her own as the snow began to fall for the second time that day. Struggling to breathe, feeling like she was choking unable to get the air her lungs desperately needed, finally managing to calm down from the panic that had fluttered in her chest renee got up and silently regathered the things that had fallen out of th ebag. She was really going to get it now, on the slow painful trip back to the house her thoughts focused on the strange colored eyes, they hadn't been black and white, there had been a different color she didn't know. Once she'd accepted her hiding and had been dismissed, some time after one pm she tucked herself up in the attic room that was small and cramped but hers and looked up at the stars throuh the skylight using the moons light to carefuly sketch out the eyes that had been hard and uncaring

She didn't say anything for several long moments before finally composing herself and leaning back a little, staring at her brother intently "I saw him" she murmured, he'd know what she meant. She'd seen the color when they were younger and when she'd been dragged back to ice she'd told her brother what had transpired. "What is wrong brother?" she murmured studying him he looked justa s off balance as she felt, despite her own belief that she was at her best alone she wanted happiness for her brother. He deserved light and color in his life, even if she never saw it again, her features creased ever so slightly betraying her concern for him

She didn't want to admit that she was anxious about the whole thing, just because you saw color didn't mean you instantly had that bond or whatever it was people were supposed to have when they liked one another. Sighing softly she listened to him explain what had happened, deciphering things mentally she finally said "Perhaps she is unwanting to be married, i was hunting in some cultures where they do arranged marriages. A folly, but they still do it" she lightly prodded him "you should investigate, you deserve colour my brother. Despite your own beliefs on the matter" she however "I am content to die alone, that is my path" although if it came down to it she would go and see the man in the hat if it'd make her brother go see the girl

Displeased when he decided to put up a fight about it she was quite reluctant to follow the idea of going back to him, especially after how she'd vanished on him before. Going back would solve nothing, at the very least she'd go back and tell her brother she'd tried, it wouldn't work out anyway she was a robot as someone had once told her a long while ago. His opinion of what would be good for her and her own were apparently two entirely different things, but with her own desire of him to be happy and to investigate the mystery girl she heaved a long suffering sigh. "As you wish my brother, as you wish" she told him giving in. Reaching up to tweak his nose she offered a very faint smile "You do not play fair" she accused quietly at least she'd be able to see the horses again. She liked them despite knowing nothing about them whatsoever .,

Her eyes narrowed into a subtle glare, "Fine" she finally agreed "but that means you have to give it a go with the girl as well" she was not so sure that he wouldn't cheat. Moving her braid out of his reach somewhat irritated with him for putting up such a fight against what she felt was possibly a very positive thing for him. However irritated with him she was, Melissa was more than well aware that she likely wouldn't stay irritated for long, after all they'd been through far too much to waste time being unhappy with one another. As usual talking with him had smoothed out her worries and fears, although she was still very apprehensive about what he wanted her to do. She wasn't a people person, she didn't know how to talk to people let alone deal with well this, a soft calm controlling breath was taken before her gaze turned to look back the way she had came. The mans eyes, his name was Julian if she remembered right, they had been beautiful, she hadn't seen much beauty in her life. But their strange two hued coloring had indeed been breathtaking compared to the drab black, white and grey world she had lived in for so long.

The attic room was small, the main source of light coming from the sky light and occasionally the rather pathetic single lightbulb that struggled to light the air around it let alone the room. The bulb was off and she was curled up on the mattress that had the blankets all worked around her like a safe nest of sorts watching the stars amidst the falling snow. Finally she began drifting off into sleep the warmth she was able to generate helping her sleep, she got so cold up here in winter, and in summer it was stifling. Still it was better than being down in the rest of the house, curled up and tangled within her blankets she slept lightly.

Melissa looked back and nodded, once he was gone she turned and retraced her steps, now watchign with faint interest as word spread around what had happened to one of the competitors. It was easy to find the right horse again, the only color stood out from the sea of black and white objects and people. Standing there watching Ned it took her a moment to gather the willpower to step forward and move over to him, offering him her hand to sniff before she rubbed the side of his neck quietly. "I was unsure if you would be alive bright one" she murmured to the gelding, but here he was alive and still the bright color that she'd oft thought about whilst in ices clutches

Fast asleep, dreamless and without worry, a soft thump had her jerk awake, blue eyes opening and looking over towards the trapdoor that lead into her room. Assuming the noise had come from there she burrowed underneath her blankets waiting, to her surprise nothing appeared out of it, wondering what had woken her she sat up properly and rubbed her eyes looking around her room before looking up. Surpise instantly registered on her features as she noticed an animal sitting on the thick glass of the skylight, its rear completely in color, wondering what on earth was going on. Shivering a little she rewrapped herself in her blankets and watched the creature warily, unsure of what it was or why it was in color, although a few moments of thinking concluded that it must have something to do with the man who had two different colored eyes. Had he come to kill her? She hadn't breathed a word of what she'd seen and had endured the good thrashing for being too late to come back from the shops.

Despite being quite focused on Ned she wasn't about to miss the feeling of being watched, finishing murmuring to the horse her hands lowered. Taking a quiet calm breath to steady herself she turned and looked towards him, her face emotionless, her various thoughts and feelings as always well hidden so they did not betray her and her intentions. However his behaviour confused her “why are you eating the straw. It is not nutritious, even for horses. Especially not for humans” to the point, direct and apparently calm as ever she didn't appear to be surprised even though since the last time his hat hat burst into colors. She continued to take him in, noting what had changed from when they'd first met all those years ago, there were things that were different which of course were to be expected but plenty of him was still the same.

Renee was unable to move as the man moved into view and managed to worm his way into her room, she couldn't escape, all tangled up in her blankets that were her safety net. He stood there studying her, unsure of what he wanted if she should watch his features or look away she managed to do both, occasionally dark blue eyes lifting to take in the color of his two different eyes before looking down at her hands worriedly. “i didn't say anything to anyone” she finally whispered, that slipped out without her meaning to, he kept watching her almost skeptically making her wonder if he saw the color too. What colors did he see? Were her eyes a color like his or one unrelated, what did he want with her? Glancing up and seeing the scowl she assumed it was a reaction to her words, unable to help but cringe back slightly she reminded herself forcibly that to cringe back from attacks was bad and would only get her hurt more.

She met his intense gaze without flinching back, taking the moment to study the interesting colors once again, remaining silent she didn't say anything for a good while before finally speaking “My brother and I made a deal. He goes and speaks to his color, and I to mine” glancing at the horse when he insistently nudged her for more pats she lifted a hand and went back to firmly stroking his neck. Melissa kept an eye on the human, unwilling to let him get too close to her, personal space was of great import to her, she liked Ned, he was familiar and nice. Turning ever so slightly when she felt someone else watching her, her gaze made contact with whom she assumed had been one of her employers, they seemed satisfied, once they had nodded and left she returned to stroking the horse . Now she was here she had no idea what to talk to julian about.

a couple of fingers lifted her chin, admittedly frightened she didn't want to meet his gaze and wanted to pull away. But that would just get her hurt agian,so she held still for him, hoping that she wouldn't end up being hurt again although in her mind she had already accepted her fate and made her peace with it. Her royal blue eyes staring up at his mismatched ones, jumping a little at the sudden noise of the jackal a quiet yelp escaped her when he grabbed her arm and yanked her up. Ending up clinging to him as black whispy smoke appeared to surround them she shut her eyes waiting for it to hurt, instead she was transported to a small house well cottage. Him being the only familiar thing now she remained clinging to him, wondering what he wa sgoing to do to her now.

What did he mean by that? Did that mean he saw it too? Not wanting to even go near that she remained petting ned responding to the second question automatically "Sit straight, hold on and balance with legs" her gaze remained fixed on the bright color of the bay unable to fully understand the color before her eyes. She wanted to know what other colors the world was, what her hair looked like, hands, and more, "I am content with stroking him" she finally answered the first question appearing enraptured with the color of the horse

Her arms dropped to her sides when he pulled away, watching everything from underneath her lashes, they were going to be so mad with her. She was really going to get it when they found her, shuddering at the thought of the hiding she was going to get, Renee almost missed his question. Name, yes she had a name, finding her tongue was stuck to the roof of her mouth through sheer anxiety and worry it took her a brief second to unstick her tongue and figure out what to say "Yes sir, my name is Renee" soft quiet voice with the correct honorific. Feeling the cold as she was in her very simple pyjamas she wrapped her arms about herself and gave a quiet sigh staring at her bare feet. Luckily she was used to the cold, she'd been colder than this, but it didn't stop her skin from complaining and goosebumps from appearing on her arms. Noting her satchel she was silently grateful that it had been brought with her, did she dare risk a question? Debating about it she finally asked softly "Forgive me Sir, but... do you see it too?" it was the only reason she could guess for him to snatch her not unlike the BFG but he didn't seem kind like the BFG. Firmly reminding herself that Sophie had been scared of the BFG when she'd first met him, renee cast a wary glance at the man waiting for a smack around the ears for daring to ask a question.

Melissa was quiet, her hands gentle over the smooth coat of the horse "Why would I not remember? I have a good memory" too good a memory, there were many things of that year she'd rather forget and let melt into the past. Feeling eyes on her Melissa paused in her stroking and turned to face the man properly, brown eyes suspicious "Why are you staring at me?" she hadn't done anything out of the ordinary unless she had something on her clothes but that wasn't something she was that concerned about. Distracted momentarily by the color of his eyes that was some how a wonderful color that stood out in her world of black and white. The hat that had become colored had been pushed back a bit allowing her a proper view of his face.