When your Fingers Itch [Narrative;FINISHED]

[Shounin Aika]

When you were born, you cried, and the world rejoiced. Live your life in such a manner that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice. When that happens, I will be waiting.....



Those are the words that I ever so softly whispered to the young girls that just lost her mother. She was only four, a little older than my daughter but just shy an age away from my son. If things were different, they could have grown up to be friends.

Maybe even....

Let me just stop there, I'm getting a little ahead of myself before you even know what's goin on.

My name is Shounin Aika and I was once the First seat of an publicly unknown Organization known as The Devil Saints. I was also it's founder along with five other people. When I was a part of the Organization, there was a sense of honor and loyalty. But as time went by, frankly, it went all to shit. It went all to shit because of greed, it went to shit because of power, it went to shit because of one fucking person that did not know her place.

Selma Brown.

Now hear me out, I did at one time or another, liked her. Hell, she was the second person that I could depend on other than my husband. And I know she didn't deserve to die by a hot bullet going 160 mph through her head nor her daughter who may or may not have blood all over her face and clothes.

She just didn't know her place. She stepped over her station and paid the price. She messed with my family and paid the Ultimate price.

My tale begans three weeks before Selma's brains became one with the pavement.

[Shounin Aika]

Being the head of a Bounty Hunter Organization does have it's perks but it requires three things in order for it to be run the right way: Trust, commitment, and loyalty. With-in the years of me leaving to take care of of my two young children --Shadow and Sara-- the other leaders were slowly losing all of those aspects that we first hold as final truth. It wasn't like they wanted change for the the worst over night nor did they have this hostility towards me that they kept hidden while I was around. No matter how much you come to hate a person to the point that you want to pull the trigger on them, it takes years for that to happen and it takes an opposing force to bring about that.

I knew her for years. She was the first real friend that I had in this world and part of the reason that I wanted to make The Devil Saints the way they are today. I didn't sense it back then but if I had did I would have killed her before she had the chance. So many lives would have been spared if she didn't try to do anything. If she had come to me for the things that she wanted to do.


Selma Brown.



I can not say that she was evil from the get go. She was, like myself, a mother who wanted to take care of her child. Money was, as you say it, tight so I could understand if she wanted things to happen that we didn't do. Not for the fact that we couldn't but shouldn't, even if it meant a little bit of cash flow.

Selma talked of getting rid of the other Bounty Hunters ---from the groups to the lonely ones---- one by one. She was already doing that in secret but I guess she was getting over her head and she needed help. And being Selma, she was a fucking good at gaining followers in a cause, good or bad.

But she came to me first.

"Aika," she spoke softly in her southern voice of hers, "Look, we can do this, we can finally get some cash out of this place for once. Think of the others, think of our children."

I was sitting in my chair with my hands on my lap and my legs crossed. I just watched her spoke as she paced left and right. She knew she was convincing, that was her skill and reason why she was the "face' of the company. But if their was one person she could not use her magic one it was the one person that gave her the job in the first place. Selma knew that if she was going to get this plan under way with back-up was to convince me but having a family waiting at home changes a gals mind, you know?

Before I would have said, "Okay, you are in charge of this but I couldn't do that to her either. She herself was not thinking. Selma had her family waiting for her as well, yet she was risking her own life to do something that will help just a little. it wasn't worth the risk. The end didn't justify the means.

"I'm sorry," I finally spoke, "We have been friends for many years so I don't want to sound harsh when I say this."

"Just fucking say it." she snapped.

"No. We are not risking our lives to do something like this. I know that we have fallen on hard times but that does not mean that we make a deal with the Devil and out right kill others for our own means. Do you see anyone else from rival Bounty Hunter groups knocking on our doors to do us off."

"But that's the point," she defended, "We need to strike now while the oven is hot. Who's to say that they are not out their planning to do the same? Who's to say that they are not planning to go after Shadow and Sara?"

She strike a cord.

"Stop right there! You do not say something like that unless you already put something to motion. Please tell me that you didn't start anything, Selma."

She stared in my eyes , something she always tried to do when ever she was trying to search for some type of truth or try to make up a truth.

"I did it for us."

"That doesn't mean shit when we are morning for our love ones. You just adopt a little girl and you want her to cry over her new mother's dead body or do you want to morn over the girls' body? Cause I can tell you that either one of these things will happen---not could; Will."

[Shounin Aika]

Selma was not the one to take any type of insults very lightly. She was quick to offense and that was one of the reasons that we hit off very well. I wasn't as much as a hot head like her, I was the calm one out of the two of us, the one to think before I leaped. Opposites attract one another I guess. But as time passed, I noticed she had a soft side to her, a side that she only let a few people knew she had. Selma made it clear that she only showed that side to the people that she cared about the most.

So, when I said what said and she gave me that look of spite right before she left out of my office, I knew that I would no longer get to see that side of her anymore. I had drew the line in the sand and we took our sides. The only problem was, my side only had me and my family. Or so I thought. I had our family go off the grid for a while and Matt, knew that was not always good thing when I ask of him to do that.


In the coming days after our meeting, Selma and a few others, killed my husband as a sign that they were no longer following the ways that Devil Saints use to be and that if anyone stood in their way, this would happen. The bullet was meant for me but Matthieu....

I was glad that I was able to say 'I love you' to him before it happen. Not many people do say that enough to people that they cared about before they pass, before time and rage strips that aways. The police called it a cold case and who wouldn't if you couldn't find the bullet. Or the person.

But I knew who it was. I knew that the only other person who could have done a snipe shot like that was going to pay for what she had done. I went missing for a while, leaving the Kids with a family friend. I went after Selma when she was most vulnerable, when she was with her Daughter. I hid on the roof as I watched her through the scope of the rifle. My finger on the trigger. As I watched my friend holding her daughter close to her in a hug.

If only, If only.

I made my shot, but turned away at the last second. I didn't want to see the death but I knew as soon as I heard the girl scream, I knew that she was gone.

Shortly after, I was able to pull some strings with a few people that were still loyal to me and after some thought, I sent Sara to live in Paris, France while I trained Shadow to become a bounty Hunter and to take over the Devil Saints when he was old enough. I left the world to explore it, but keeping an eye on my children but here I am again, with a different job and a different Matthieu in the same shit that should have never happen in the first place.

I guess I need to pull the trigger.