#corpsekuno

Corpse and Sykkuno have no romantic feelings for each other :)

Don't be creepy :)

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Here is just a very small sneak peek to what I'm working on. I'm hoping to complete this next, but who knows. (:

~Angel

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He was reinstated into a new crew in a much bigger ship. Corpse already knew his mission, and the number of crew mates he had to murder. It made things even easier knowing who his partner would be as well. This also required him to murder Black and take on the person's identity. He had done that flawlessly and easily, since he's one of the best imposters known for his kind. Despite all of his accomplishments and kills, he still wasn't sure why he was made to do this. Corpse didn't know why he had to kill, but it was almost like it was put into his DNA. The very moment he born, his instincts told him to eliminate any threats, to eat any humans in his path. Currently he was in a pod, headed towards the very ship he would now live in. He could only see another easy victory for himself.

"Welcome Black, I'm the captain of the ship. You may call me Blue," greeted Blue, who extended his hand and helped him out of his transport pod.

"Hello," replied Corpse, his voice still raspy and filled his sleep.

"Damn, you have a nice voice," noted Blue, the guy sounded very happy underneath his helmet, "I'm sure you'll be very popular."

"I don't know what to say to that," admitted Corpse, though he knew it was true. It was one thing that helped him trick his fellow crewmates, they trusted him because of his attractive voice.

"Now head towards the cafeteria, you'll find it easily using your mini map on your suit," informed Blue, though Corpse already knew this. It wasn't his first time with a crew.

When he got there, he noticed that only three people were around. None of them were his partner, not that it would make any difference. They couldn't risk attacking this early and with this many people. It was probably better to get to know them, at least try to earn some semblance of trust. Orange was the first to greet him, the girl seemed extremely cheerful and glad to see someone new. "Um hi," said Corpse shyly, which got him an immediate reaction. He wasn't surprised to see that they loved his voice, as the three girls squealed in excitement. They were however interrupted as the rest of their crew showed up, wondering why the girls seemed ecstatic about something. This time it was pink who spoke up, talking about how black had the sexiest voice. A part of him wasn't sure what to do with the attention, but he was use to it at this point.

"Just call me Black" muttered Corpse, as the group went crazy again, this time with more people. He noticed one of them asking if his voice is actually real.

"You have some competition Green," giggled White, she must've spoken to green before coming to the cafeteria, "you're no longer the most interesting voice in the ship."

"Voice battle! Beat him Black," chipped in Orange, as she also decided to jump into the conversation.

"W-why? We don't have to fight," stuttered Green, while the guy seemed embarrassed and awkward from the attention.

It was their captain that decided to break it up, and lead everyone into the kitchen. They needed a designated cook for the place, which all the girls agreed to help out. Everyone knew that in packs of three was better than being alone, so Corpse decided to wait at one of the tables. His attention was however caught on Green, who immediately sat next to him. The guy seemed very new and inexperienced. He'd expect this person would be an easy kill, so probably not high on his priority. "Hello Black, I hope we can be friends," said Green cheerfully, though seemed a little hesitant when he pulled out his hand in friendship. Corpse decided to grasp his hand, before it could be taken away. If anyone could make them seem like a small innocent group, he'd assume a naive guy would be a good alibi. The perfect target to gain trust from.

"Hi Green, you can call me Corpse," established Corpse, as he kept their hands linked and could hear the smile in the other person's voice.

"And you may call me Sykkuno," added Sykkuno, he really seemed to have no clue on what he was doing.