Okay so here's my first story ever. I do not own any of the shaman king characters, so don't sue me, I have no money.
To love the assassin.
Chappy 1- Introduction of Ren-
Looking at white walls, in the room that death walks, the young boy of 18 sat in the black leather chair, listening half heartedly to the man that sat in front of him. Pealing his eyes from the wall, he looked at the man and took the documentation from his hands.
Looking at the man would make any normal person shudder, everything about this man screamed death. He had no family, he had no hopes, no emotions, and everything about him was dead. He was just an empty shell that once held a soul. The man was dressed in a pale brown suit, his hair was grey and cut short, his eyes were black and lifeless. He looked like a business manger, and to some strange extent he was. But his business was of a cruel and uncaring kind, one that to a normal person did not exist and to those it did, a service or pain and heartache was given.
"Here is your documentation. You will go as Takahashi Fureddo." The man spoke in ruff mandarin, it was obviously not his native language, nor did he speak it out of courtesy for the boy who was now looking at the documents in his hands. He spoke it because it was one of the most used languages in the world.
"Sato Nava…" the boy read off one of the papers. The boy looked up at the man while standing. He turned, walked to the door and reached for the handle.
"Tao, this is a very important mission and if you fail…" Ren turn at the sound of his name, and looked at the man who was still seated in his chair.
"I know the rules of the game; I've been playing for so long now." And with that he turned and walked out of the room leaving the man to ponder on his words. The man stood and turned to look out of the window, towards the traffic several storeys below.
"If this is a game, tomorrow will show that the winner and the loser has already been decided, and that the consequence of which a boy can never love another…"