Chapter Two The pain struck in Jane's facial expression couldn't be explained. Eleanor turned to face Jane. "You. Explain your damned reason for having your curse." As the words began to flow out of her own mouth, the waterworks began... December 19, Past Life. Jillian laughed, playing with his hair. "I hope it snows this year!" she chirped, laying with him in bed. He smiled, but in Jillian's eyes it was liked forced pain for her. Jillian was an assassin. "Yeah.. Maybe this year we can make snow angels!" he said, squeezing her right hand. Jillian's left hand found her blades, gripping them tightly. She easily sat up, slitting his throat with a single stroke. She had to kill the love of her life.. The crimson splattered on her white dress, tears dripping down to only make it thinner. Tears did sprout out of his eyes, and when he stopped breathing, there was a tear drop that never made it. She kissed his forehead, carving the words 'I'm Sorry...' into his forearm. Soon afterwards, she carved the Hebrew word for disgrace into her arm, then slit her own throat. Together their blood mixed, and they were together forever. Eleanor gaped at Jane, watching the tears escape her eyes, one after the other. Liam looked down and continues to speak. "She was given a second chance to prove herself this time. Now she's gone and screwed it up again. Just not as bad." Jane sighed. "There's someone you should meet..." Eleanor said, grinning. "What?" "You two are much alike." Jane rolled her eyes. "Both stubborn as fuck, short tempered and don't listen." Another mist appeared, it being silver. A man slightly taller than Jane looked down at her. "Sweeney Todd." Jane stood with a Pokerface, glancing at Liam. "Jane Deed. Nice to meet you." she said, turning around. Sweeney tilted his head, inspecting Jane carefully. Her bright, sky blue eyes watched his pitch black ones. His black, messy hair had a single stripe of white. He had a pale complexion, much like everyone else. "I don't need love. I'm fine dealing with being bitten by the stubbornness bug." Curse and Eleanor rolled their eyes,"Don't be so childish." they said in unison. He walked around her. "She's pretty I suppose." Jane rolled her eyes, huffing. Liam whacked the back of her head, shoving her forward. Sweeney looked down at her oddly, only being a few inches taller than her. "Well..." Eleanor, Liam, Curse and Johanna resumed talking, and disappearing to speak and leave Jane and Sweeney alone. "GODAMNIT WE SHOULDN'T HAVE LEFT THEM ALONE"- Liam, Eleanor and Johanna were standing in front of a mess of clothing, and two people. Jane giggled, brushing some hair from her face. Sweeney snorted, blowing some hair from his face. "And he was a demon too!" Eleanor rolled her eyes, leaning against a tree. Johanna was blinking, still in a processing mode. Liam whacked his head repeatedly against a tree, meanwhile Curse appeared. "Whatever, I'm not staying here"- said Eleanor, dragging Johanna along and chattering as they walked back home. "Alright Curse, how much trouble is she in THIS time?" Curse coughed, opening a book, reading straight from it. "If any child of Gideon is to break one of the ten rules, they will be killed and have their souls removed"- Sweeney's jaw dropped and Jane and Liam began to bicker. "See what you've done? And he bit you too!" "Shut up! It was a love bite." Curse spewed venom as she spoke,"I'm not finished." "and placed into a new body. The weapon of the handler must stay with the being that he/she broke the rules with to make sure they see the right person. Due to the actions of Gideon's child, the punishment may perhaps be to spend an eternity with. If anything else has happened, it's further continued. With a bite of a demon, it injects venom into the system of the person that was bit. With this type of person, the consequences are to be dealt by Gideon himself." Jane blanked out. "You're telling me that I get to be slaughtered, have my soul removed and placed into a new body? And then search for HIM?" she asked, pointing to Sweeney. Sweeney was still trying to process everything that just happened. Liam paled. "And I have to make sure he picks Jane when she's looking for him?" Liam asked right after. Curse nodded a yes to both questions. Sweeney felt pretty awkward now. "How would I be able to tell it's her?..." Curse grinned, holding up a card with a pair of brilliant, rich green eyes drawn on it. "This will be her eye color. It's the only way you can tell it's her." The three looked around at each other, thinking the same thing. How in the actual fuck are we going to do this?