James opened his eyes hesitatly, expecting a gun in his face. Instead, he saw a guy in a black trench coat standing inbetween him and the guy that had chased him down the aley way. Still shaking, he slid down the wall until he was sitting down, sweat rolled off of his forehead, and the back of his neck.

     "I'm all they had to send. And you the hell are you?" The @ss@ssin asked, looking at the mystery guy that was getting in the way. "Doesn't matter." He muttered as he dug in his coat pocket and pulled out another fully loaded gun and pointed at him. "Move out of the way so I can kill the god damned kid, or I'll blow your brains out." The guy hissed, cocking the gun.

He laughed sickly, but triumphantly.  "Oh, really, now?"  He said, then stepped off of his arm and picked him up by the shirt collar and slammed him against the wall in ungodly speed, makign you owdner if he were human. 

"And what if I wanted to kill you before then?"  He askedgrabbign the hand with the gun and adding enoguh pressure for hi mto drop the gun.

"Hey, Bratt, how about you go and I'll meet up with you after I take care of this chick, eh?"  He said, lookign over lazily at James, a rather Boared and sleepy look on his face.

     "gah!" The man yelped, hewrithedand jerked trying to get out of his grip. "Get off me you freak!! What the hel are you?" he growled.

      /Brat??/ James thought, but he got up anyways. He started away from the two, slowat first because of his legs feeling numb, then he got faster and it turnedinto a run. He turned the corner and sprinted, throwing quick looks over his shoulder every few feet to make sure neitherof those guys were following him.

    "HEY!!" Don't you even think about it kid! get back here!"The man yelled after James, jerking violently to get at him ashe got away.

"No, I don't tihnk so,"  He said quickly turning around and throwing the man into the ground and stomping on his chest and keeping his foot there:

"Now, honey, how's aobut you be nice to me and leave, and you may live.  Unless, yiour feelign reeeaaallly generous, and tell your boss I said: "Bring something that can actually fight,' please?"  He said.

(No, he does not speak with a steriotypically gay voice! Dx)

((lol Ok. XD))

     "O-o-ok! Just get your damn foot off....of me!!" He growled threw clenched teeth.

(I know, this guy is actually based off of a book charecter form a friend of mine, and everybody thought he spoke with a steriotypically gay voice, becasue he is constantly flirting with the other guys. XD  He's actually straight in the book, but she has a hilarious reaosn for it. o_o)

"Good boy~!" He said stepping off and turning aorund: "Now, I gotta go find that bratt.  I'll go, bye~!"  He said then began walking.

(Actually, she said his voice is usually very serious, but when he's in a good mood it's the smae, only he used a lighter, more feminine version of his actual voice, and osmetimes feminine overtones. XD)

((   Ok. =] *write that down* >:  ))

     The man cursed after him and picked up both of his guns.

     James fianlly found his skateboard, he'd jumped off when the guy chased after him. He grabbed it and ran faster, throwing it down in front of him so that he could ride it. Juming on it he found his balance, and he could see out of the long lines of alleyways. "Yes. Gatta get out of here. Gatta get out." He murmered, pounding the sidewalk harder to go faster.

In the lbink of an eye Genesis apeared right in fornt of James and let the boy fly into him as he caught him and the skateboard went flying: "Hello, that rufian didn't harm you, did he?"  He asked settign him down of the gorund and bowing:

"My name is Genesis."

He gave that look to the money.  The same looke Carl gave that piece of candy..  It wasn't quite glaring, it was a little confused...

"..What...the hell...Is that...?"

He then streched.  "Anyways, I'm suposed to keep you form being kileld, so...."