Cannis
Now he crossed a line. I don't even care that his hands are hurting me, that his grip is too tight, that he yells at me and threatens to kill me. All I can hear is that he never cared about me. Not one second. It literally feels like a iron fist just hit me in the stomach. I can't breath. I can't think. I can't do anything else than staring into his eyes and I realize that I am the stupidest person on this planet. Of course he never cared about me. How could I have been so blind? I can't help it. Tears burn in my eyes and I'm not able to say anything. His words are hurting me more than anything ever did. Then, after a few moments I break the silence. My voice is just a whisper and it sounds disgustingly weak. "Go ahead."

Cannis
And then it is over. I wince as he rams the dagger into the mattress, but there is no pain. I realize that he didn't do it after all. I open my eyes. He sits on the edge of the bed, horror-stricken with what he was about to do. With one swing I stand up and without another word I leave his room. The door closes behind me and for one moment I just stand there. I can't believe he really was about to kill me. I can still see his face in front of me. 'YOU'VE NEVER MEANT ANYTHING TO ME AND YOU NEVER WILL!' I go downstairs, pick up my boots and leave his house. The air is freaking cold, but I don't even notice it. Hot tears are rolling down my face as I ran through Cherrytown. I'm sobbing harder than ever before. His words are echoing in my head. 'I'M GONNA KILL YOU CANNIS AMUHN AND IF IT'S THE LAST THING THAT I DO. GO TO HELL, CAUSE THAT'S WHERE YOU BELONG'. Halfway through the city I have to stop because the cold air is hurting my lungs and I can't go any further. I sink towards the ground near the grand statue and cry silently. I never wanted to be the girl that cries over a boy, but right now I can't help it. There is too much pain, too much anger and too much shock.

Cannis
After a few minutes I feel totally empty. No tears are left to cry. I am numb. I wipe away the salty traces the tears have left on my face and then I stand up. The cold wind blows around me and whirls my hair around my head. I take a deep breath and then continue to traverse Cherrytown. Now I have to think about getting home safe. Fortunately Cherrytown is empty at this time and I don't meet anyone. I unbar my front door and enter my little apartment. The moment I close the door behind me I fully notice how cold it has been outside. Warmth greets me and I can't help but feel relieved that I'm still alive. I could have died. Damon could have killed me.

Cannis
I can't sleep at all. I'm agitated and deeply hurt. All I can think about is Damons angry face as he said all these awful things. But I can't help but feel a little sorry for him. He did it to protect his brother. He was desperate, he was helpless and okay I DID provoke him a little bit. He overreacted, but I can understand why. I roll around in bed trying to turn my head off, but I just can't. Finally, as the dawn breaks, I get up and accept the fact that I won't sleep tonight. I make myself some coffee and then take a hot shower. I need to clear my head. I need to think about what I'm supposed to do next. I can't stand the thought of eternal hate between me and Damon, but he did try to kill me. That is something I just can't ignore. Maybe I should give it some time....
As I step out of the shower and look into the mirror, I wince at the sight of my face. To be honest I look like shit. Tired, red eyes, dark circles around the eyes. But I don't feel like putting Make-up on. I put on some clothes and of course my armor, rope up my hair and then I leave my apartment. I need to make this right. Even though Damon tried to kill me, even though I am deeply hurt, even though I couldn't care less about Nathans safety, I have to warn them. It just doesn't feel right. Maybe this is insane, but then again I still have feelings for Damon and I guess feelings can bring you to do insane things.

Cannis

As I step out of the door, the sun's already shining. The warmth greets me and I stop for a moment to just enjoy the fact that I'm still alive. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths. The air smells like spring. The rain in the night washed away the winter and now the summer is on it's way. I open my eyes and look around. And the fact that I almost died a few hours ago hits me with all it's power. For one second I can't breath. Of course it's not the first time that someone tried to kill me. I'm a member of Vendetta after all. But this time it was someone I knew . It was someone I loved...
I feel hot tears burning in my eyes and wipe them away impatiently. I don't have time for this! My name is Cannis Amuhn and I will not stand here and be a bitch about it. Damon is an asshole. So what? Not something I didn't already know.
I know that I'm lying to myself about this. I know that the only reason I'm on my way to Damon to reveal my guilds plans, is that I love him, even after all that's happend. I'm not a decent person who does the right thing. I'm the mistake. I'm the bitch. I'm the murderer. I don't do this because I have a conscience that tells me that it is the right thing. Even though I like to think so. I do this because I'm selfish.
I take one more deep breath and then I cross the street and follow it down the little hill. In the morning, Cherry Town is crowded. The hunters are on their way, the workers prepare their shops, the kids go to school...
As I pass the grand statue, I spot some members of 'Kings' - another Killerguild and nemeses of Vendetta - standing near Albert - the owner of the bank - and talking silently. The image has something conspiratorial to it. On any other day I would have tried to spy on them, to overhear a thing or two. But not today. I traverse the market square and walk towards Damons' house.
A few moments later I find myself standing in front of his door, unsure what to do. I start to question my plans. What if Vendetta comes behind all this? What if they find out that I helped their target?
Cannis! I reprimand myself. You have to do this! Do the right thing, just once! I take one deep breath and then I knock.

Cannis

"No need for such a warm greeting, Damon." My eyes find his and for one second my heart seems to stop. Then it starts beating even faster. Even after all what happened last night, I still feel like a little, crazy in love teenage Girl. Something is seriously wrong with me.
I breath in deeply to calm myself before I start talking. "Do you have a minute or two?" I ask. My voice is cold and controlled. I'm not smiling or showing any kind of affection towards him. Bravo! I compliment myself. He doesn't need to know how much control he holds over me. And of course I'm also kind of mad. He did try to kill me after all. Despite my feelings I want to slap him in the face right now. "It's kind of urgent!" I add as he still stares at me without saying anything. It couldn't be clearer, that I'm the last person he wants to see right now. Can't blame him.

Cannis

"What the fucking hell are you even talking about?" in this moment he isn't scaring me. He confuses me. Then I understand what is going on. Nathan must be missing. And of course he blames me. How could I have been so blind? How could I have bin so dumb? Here I stand after he almost killed me to apologize for what I was going to do, and what is he doing? He threatens me again! I snap. Before I can stop myself, my hand finds his face. "You fucking asshole! I didn't touch your stupid brother! I don't know where he is, but if I would, now I wouldn't tell you! God, I can't believe it! And here I stand willing to forgive you for almost KILLING me! I really was about to help you Damon! I came here to apologize! I came here to help you to keep your brother safe. But you just opened my eyes once again. Thank you for that. Thank you for showing your real face! You just signed your brothers death verdict! Congratulations, idiot!" I spit on the ground right in front of him and turn around to leave. Why did I even come here in the first place? How could I thought this would go any other way? Does he really think so low about me?

Cannis
I turn around to face him and still apoplectic I realise, that Damon actually just apologized to me. He never does that. I've never seen him doing that to anyone. Not once. But now he did. Wow, he really is desperate if he asks me for help just seconds after he was convinced I was the one behind Nathans disappearing. I feel my anger fade away as I see this panic look in his eyes. He is totally freaked out. Awesome. Now I feel guilty again. Of course he is freaked out. I would be if it was my brothers life. He still acted like an total asshole, but at least he had reason to. I decide to forget what just happend and to do what I came for. "Can't believe I'm actually doing this." I sigh, more to myself than to him. "Okay, Damon. But if you ever threaten to kill me again, I will turn around, leave and never come back to help you." I wind my wrist out of his grip and point towards his house. "Are you sure he was kidnapped? If he was it wasn't Vendetta. And I don't see any reason why Kings or Magic Five should be interested in kidnapping your brother..."

Cannis
Seeing him like this wipes away all the anger and the pain. I just want to make him happy again. I can't stand to see him like this. It breaks my heart. "Damon." I can't stop myself. I take his hands off his face and I give him a caring, worried look. "You're probably worried for nothing. He could be hunting or shopping in the market. Is anything important taking place today? Did he tell you anything about his plans regarding this day?"

Kein Ding Ich brauch ja auch ewig teilweise Wie war Ostern noch?

Cannis
Slowly he seems to regain his sanity as he tells me about his guilds meeting. Damon and his brother are in the same guild. It's called Bloody Rose. They're one of the good ones though even if the name might suggest something different. We've never had any trouble with them if you don't count that one time where a member of Vendetta killed one of theirs. It wasn't that big a deal, because it wasn't someone important. Just a rank 20 Saint named Frances. But that was a long time ago. In fact seven years elapsed since then. Vendetta has more important problems to solve anyway. At least until George took offense because he lost against Nathan and is now possessed with taking revenge. Which brings me back to...
"Well, then it's kind of obvious where he is, isn't it?" I flash him an inquiring glance. "Give me a second." I walk through his door and straight to the kitchen where I find what I was searching almost immediately. A note from Nathan.
"Here, idiot. Read." I say with an half amused half annoyed smile as I pass him the note.