Chapter 1: The Attack

Hello my fello Fanfiction readers. Since this is my first fanfiction i realy want to know what you think about my writing style to get a feel for the audiance. I would appreaciate it if you held nothing back and gave me all of your criticizm. I.E. Good and Bad. I look forward to seeing what you have to say.

P.S. I put hints near to the begining of which anime i am fanficing on.

I do not own the anime characters other than Satosen and Senten from this fanfiction therefor you can not scream at me for that

WARNING LABBLE

This fanfiction may include descriptive violance and in apropriat language for under aged readers.

This fanfiction may also include Japanese turminaloge resort to the bottom of the fanfiaction to understand foriegn meanings.

The moon was shrouded in light, wispy clouds that drifted over the night sky. London was quiet on this cool, spring night. Only the echoing sounds were the patter of droplets on the wet, cobblestone streets and the echoing footsteps of two young figures. A young woman was walking down the cobbled street with her younger brother. She had long, golden blond hair with black and red streaks. Her younger brother had semi-short, golden blond hair. The young woman's name was Hakiriou Satosen, and her younger brother's was Hakiriou Senten. Satosen was wearing a red and black short kimono, as was custom in her household, much to her distaste. However, Satosen's kimono was more of a newer age style than was usually custom. The kimono was about knee length and had openings where the shoulders were supposed to be. Also the kimono's sleeves ended just above her fingertips where you could see her long, black nails. She wore red and black Japanese style flats with dragons woven in, and carried a small red and black fan in her right hand, slowly swinging back and forth. Her hair was done up in a 'Nihon-gami'* with the 'Bira-bira'* 'Kanzashi'*. On the other hand, her brother was not as traditional. He wore black, skinny jeans and a black t-shirt with green under-sleeves. He had on a pair of slip-on shoes that were black and green checkered. The only things the two had in common were their body structure and facial features. They both had lithe figures with pale peach skin, and their eyes seemed to be a deep blue with hints of green and red. Depending on their moods, their eyes seemed to change color.

As they walked in the dark along the deserted, cobble street, they began to get the feeling they were being watched. With all of the talk they had heard about Jack the Ripper and other horrible murderers in London, who wouldn't. However, like in every other horror film or scene, they really were being watched, but they did not begin to freak out. Due to the extensive amounts of martial arts training they were not as frightened of the unknown as others would be. Unfortunately, they did not count on grim reapers or demons being real, for all they knew those types of things were but folklore. Satosen was walking quietly thinking of ways to draw out an opponent of the shadows, while Senten was thinking about what to do when they came out of the shadows. This was the normal way their thought processes went between the duo. Satosen was always the 'think for right now' while Senten was the 'think for later'. The only explanation was they were almost twins and could almost read each others thoughts making them the perfect duo.

Suddenly, a figure came out of the shadow's but it was not human. It was 10 feet tall and had an eel shaped body with sharp teeth on an almost shark like head. The first thoughts running through both their minds is what the hell is this... a horror movie! The creature agilely slid its lithe figure towards the two. It smiled evilly at the two as it made its first move, which was dodged easily enough by the duo. Unfortunately, Satosen did not take into account that it had a tail that was fully capable of being used as a weapon, thus she was easily thrown into a brick wall without much difficulty on the monster's side. Senten saw this and froze. He was in total shock from seeing his sister dispatched of so easily that he did not see the monster coming back for round two with newly formed arms with long dagger like claws on each hand.

Senten felt an icy chill form in the pit of his stomach and felt the recoil of the blow all to lat., Crimson blood splattered the stone ground like blooming flowers. He gasped out for breath but found none, while he dangled on the monster's claws, feeling his blood slowly drain into a black puddle below him. He continued to gasp for breath and began to choke on his own blood. He looked over at Satosen who was now sitting upright and leaning against the wall, her hands clasped over her mouth and her eyes wide with fear. She was shaking like a leaf. With the little air he had left, he spoke softly to her.
"I love you big sister." he said those words with a sad smile as his body began to go numb and was flung into the opposing wall.

Satosen's heart twisted and broke as her beloved brother's eyes closed and his body discarded against the wall. Now the creature's gaze was solely on her. It was as if every fiber of her being could no longer move. She continued to stare at the beast as it inched closer taking its time, etching the fear into the poor girl. Her heart began to race and she tried to cower further into the wall as the demon came even closer.
Suddenly the beast stopped and turned to see two people walking towards it. It screeched and backed away as the taller of the two walked carefully forward. The taller was a butler dressed in his black uniform and trenchcoat. He was tall, lean and handsome. His hair was like a raven's wing and his eyes were as red as blood. He seemed to be scaring the monster further and further down the street. He smirked at the monster and his pupils turned into cat-like slits while his eyes turned fuchsia.
" Now is that any way to treat your food, let alone a lady! Such rude behavior to her is simply not acceptable."
" Sebastian this is an order. Dispose of that creature immediately!"
" Yes, my lord."

Sebastian took what looked like butter knives and salad forks from somewhere inside his jacket. Then he procceded to throw them at the monster easily dispatching of him. Sebastian then turned and walked toward Satosen, who was still cowering against the wall.
"My lady, are you alright?" Sebastian questioned as he kneeled down and held out his hand toward her. Satosen flinched away from him and began to shake again.
" Please, don't hurt us!" she said in a begging whisper. Sebastian was both shocked and confused.
" My lady, please excuse the question, but what do you mean by 'us'?"
" Sebastian, there is someone else on the other side of the road!" Sebastian glanced over and saw the horrible sight of Senten's body laying limp upon the stone ground.
" Senten!" Satosen yelled as she clumsily got to her feet and staggered over to her brother. Sebastian looked on with even more shock then before. Clearly the girl had been severely injured by that monstrosity and yet she still had the strength the limp over to the other side of the road. Satosen dropped to her knees and picked up Senten's now limp body.
" Idiot! You should have moved when it came at you! That was one of the easiest attacks to dodge. You should have pulled out your guns or something rather than just freeze up and get yourself stabbed." Satosen's tears dripped down her face as she told him how stupid he was. Sebastian walked over to the shorter person he had been with and continued to gaze at Satosen as she sobbed helplessly over Senten's body.
" What will you have me do my lord? It would be very rude of us to leave a distraught woman and her..." Sebastian's voice trailed off as he began to think of what to call the young man. He was obviously very close to her. He looked a little young to be her father or uncle. So he could be her husband, cousin or even her brother for all he knew.
" I'm guessing husband but I am not to sure due to the lack of information, but the matter still remains what should we do with them?"
"What do you mean by 'them' one of them is dead, so The Undertaker can handle him. Whoever he is. As for the girl, I don't really care much what we do with her. So we might as well bring her to the manor and take care of her until we know who she is and where she belongs."
" I mean the boy isn't dead, or at least not yet, my lord." Sebastian said as he looked over at his master.
"How the devil is he still alive! Any normal human would have been dead almost instantly. Oh god, please don't tell me he's another one of them." The young man thought of a red headed reaper of which he despised.
" No, my lord. They are human enough." The young man sighed and turned to walk away.
" Very well, take them with us and care for their injuries while we find out who they are."
" Yes, my lord." Sebastian turned back to see the girl was almost right behind him holding the boy in her arms and looking up at Sebastian with pleading eyes.
" Well you seem to be very strong now don't you? Shall I hold him for you, my lady?"
" Yes, please." Satosen said quietly. She held out her brother's body to Sebastian and he diligently took him.
" Please save Senten for me. I don't want to loose him and I would be punished if he dies." She quietly pleaded.
" I will do my best, my lady. Now let us get out of this cold night air and clean the both of you up." Sebastian said with one of his infamous smiles.

'Kanzashi'*-In the English-speaking world, the term "kanzashi" is sometimes applied to the folded cloth flowers that traditionally adorned tsumami kanzashi, or to the technique used to make those flowers.

'Nihon-gami'*-one of many traditional Japanese hairstyles, dating to the Edo period, today most often seen on maiko (geisha apprentices). Traditionally, two sides of the hair stick out until it curves to the back. The hair is pulled in the back as well in the front.

'Bira-bira'*-also called Fluttering or Dangling style, these are composed of metal strips attached by rings to the body of the ornament so that they move independently, pleasantly tinkling (which is sometimes accentuated by additional bells) or long chains of silk flowers called shidare.

- ('Nihon-gami')

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They are simply examples in order for you the reader to further understand and enjoy the fanfiction.

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