A fateful meeting under a bloody moon

It was a simple mission for him. Sneak into a politician's abode, avoid the guards and teach the vile pig what happens to the people who try and use Nox's troops for their own profit without compensating them for their time. Daemon smirked as he stood staring at his target's home while wearing a traditional black shinobi no mono garb with a large silver crescent moon on the back. A few mins later Daemon was hidden near the wall of the castle as the guard slowly began to change shifts. Daemon as he crouched down a little and leapt upwards using a nearby tree branch as a point of access to the grounds. As Daemon moved through the grounds he quickly activated his lineage using the very shadows the guard's torches created to moe around them with wasting too much of his strength.

With fifteen minutes of arriving to this horrid palace Daemon was crouching calmly aboves the politicians master bedroom. Daemon took out a set of ten kunai and prepared to throw them into the vile dog's body hoping to drain his body of his magic in one fair swoop.

Irina gazed upon a magnificent estate, unfortunately for the estate itself it had become the home of filth. A politician live here spending the people taxes for his own ends and forcing a few of them to work for him in filthy warehouses where their basic human rights were violated, she had spent months investigating the man and now it will be his time to pay for his crimes. Luckily for her a routine delivery was taking place at this hour and she was able to slip in with the goods, it was all a matter of navigating the estate after being dropped off. Her dark clothing worked quite well at this time of night to avoid most of the guards but once she found herself in the estate the security died down quite a bit as to reduce the noise for the sleeping residence, but now she needed to find the officials room.

Surprising enough the room was well decorated and stood out like a sore thumb and the door happened to be unlocked. Now it was time to get to work however she felt as though there was another presence with eyes in the room, did the official hire a body guard to stand and watch over him for the night, or was this some other cheep trick that he was using to ward off assassins. She was going to have to be very cautious now as escaping now would have been a major waste of time and much much riskier, and so she slowly pushed the door open silently waiting to see if there was a response ready for anything that might jump out to greet her.

One of the kunai on Daemon's right ring finger caught a glimmer of light coming from the torches within the dimly  lit hallway. Daemon cursed silently as he  quickly threw  the kunai at the politician hoping to escape quickly before any guard noticed the slight flash of like that the kunai produced. Unfortunately before the Kunai could reach their target  a middle aged man appeared from within the darkness  and swatted the kunai away with a single edged blade sending them flying towards the "guard " who opened the door. After gathering Intel on the target's finical records. Daemon quickly discovered that the fat pig happened to spend a hefty sum of Money to hire a bodyguard. The Body guard quickly looked up at the ceiling and swung his blade as a thick cloud of miasma flowed swiftly from the tip.  With an scowlDaemon jumped from the rafters and quickly shifted into hi wolf form before either the body guard or " Guard" could see him. Daemon growled viscously at the body guard As the Shadow given off by the Guard gave Daemon little to work with in terms of resources but he had little choice.  As Daemon' eyes glowed a bloody crimson he quickly took control of the "guard's " shadow and used it to send out a flurry of twenty  needle like spears composed of pure shadow at the Body guard across from the room.

Irina heard footsteps and she caught a glimpse of the politician making a run for it while noting that he had a body guard inside the room, but why would the man run through the door when she was there, no there was someone else inside the room with the body guard. Taking the opportunity Irina drew Kindness and struck the politician over the chest with the blunt blade which caused him to fall backwards wall still moving forwards, the kind of wound he would receive barely life threatening but it would at least wind him. Irina turned to the politician ready to kill him using whatever was distracting the body guard as an opportunity to claim her kill, however just before she could make her move her shadow started to project needles at the body guard which caused to her to take defensive action in case it would attack her as well.

Her defensive movements took her away from the door which in turn might actually have saved the body guard from any continued attacks from her own shadow but in turn the body guard left the room and took on a defensive position in between her and the man she intended to kill as he fled. She started to feel nervous as her shadow could attack her at any time and the body guard was well armed and she was in no position to fight him at the moment. Voices started to sound within her head though she couldn't make out what they were saying they were most certainly going to be a problem in the coming days.

Daemon growled as the Politician ran right into him  causing the sniveling  coward to scream and fall backwards against a closed soor. The politician quickly pulled open the door and ran outside to the terrace  Leaving Daemon visible to the other two in the room, Daemon snarled ad slowly began to shift back into his human form sadly earlier He had ripped his shirt and mask due to the rapid transforming from his human form to his lupine form.  Daemon now stood around six foot ten inches tall with light turquoise hair  and a pale complexion. His   tattered shirt reveled his lithe build. Just above Daemon's guild tattoo stretches a massive scar  that ran down his back crossing his spine from his right shoulder to his left hip.

Without a single word Daemon turned around as the open doorway bathed the entire room in the pale light of the moon . The Politician began to shake in fear. "I TOLD THAT WENCH I WASN'T GOING TO PAY H..." The Politician was silenced by fear as Daemon quickly pulled out twenty kunai from a pouch  at his hip and threw them at the politician pinning his fat form to the wooden railing. "Stay there and pray to whichever damn god you pray to that I die against your little peon. " He said in a dark bloodthirsty tone as the shadows within the room began to flow towards Daemon, as they reached his feet the shadows quickly took the shape of a simple onyx black katana."Shadows of Anarchy phase two  rending fangs of the demonic shadow. " Daemon said as he quickly  rushed at the "guard" until the light from the moon shined upon her face. Daemon quickly stopped with a sight red blush on his face. "Good evening milady what brings you to this vile pig's home ?"

Irina gazed at the man that took form before her and looked over his scars, he seemed to have no interest in protecting the politician, in fact he seemed to have a similar goal in mind. Irina couldn't let her guard down now, there was a very real possibility that she would become his next target and she wasn't interested in a fight right now, he might even consider herself to be in league with the politician. As she suspected he had mistook her for one of the guards and she immediately took defensive action, instead of raising her weapon to block the mans attack she used bother her speed and maneuverability to move behind the man but not before he got a good look at her face with the light of the moon reflecting off her red eyes. She stood there holding the sheathed sword to his spine her eyes barely flinching from the moment before.  "I could ask you the same thing, enemy of my enemy who should be my friend." She said not wanting to seem as though she was letting her guard down to prompt an attack from the man.

Daemon smirked. "that depends on how the enemy behave...." Daemon heard the real body guard shout as he attempted to slice Daemon's body in half with a vertical slice. Daemon sighed and steped backwards to avoid the slice as the guard's blade smashed into the floor. As the guard's blade made contact with the door the miasma flowing from the blade caused the floor touching the blade to dissolve. With a low animalistic growl Daemon charged forward and in an instant used a vertical angled slash with his shadowy katana to lop off that guards sword arm . Screams ad blood flowed from the guard as he clutched his now bloody stump in agony .