Assassin of Air Sketch

""And I suppose I am air, a void of nothing, uselessness and negativity?" Arthur glared at me as my words came out.

"Yao, you are better than to act this way, pull yourself together. Have you forgotten that Ivan's family has also been slaughtered, and we are facing Alfred's own brother? Stop being so ignorant; it's not like you. I've had enough; I had given you chances to be mature about the situation, but apparently that is too much to ask."

I growled as Francis gave Arthur a pat on the back. Not like me? Those two being so close was nearly sickening. Had they forgotten that I was the one who was being used as bait, the one whose life and secrets were being tossed with these stupid plans? I had every right to leave them, to take away their living documents. After all, that's all I was to them.

"Yao, you are air. At a glance you seem like nothing, but you give out a basic need to everyone. You are everlasting, never able to die out. You can be gentle and loving, motherly, but anyone who hurts you will have a storm coming their way. You fuel the flames of fire, allowing it to destroy in ways you could not alone, and without you water would serve no purpose. You are more important than you think. You can destroy everything in your way if you are fueled. A ruthless killer that no one suspects. A killer that could very well be a traitor, is you ask me, so I suggest you stop disobeying, and please just listen to us, before you get yourself killed." With that Arthur and Francis left the room, followed by Ivan and Alfred. Leon gave me a last glance, but I could tell he was troubled."

I drew this sometime a few weeks ago, and I'm decently proud of it. Some of the dimensions are off, though, and I don't really like how the hair came out (I need to fix it "growing out of the bandages") But why not put it up; I need stuff to get this account active again. It comes from a fanfic I'm currently Working on for APH, but I don't want to give away to much at the moment!