This story is very dark and is an AE (alternate event) fanfic. It takes
place during the Bakumatsu (Japan's Revolution) and Kenshin never meets
Tomoe. Kenshin's emotions are all screwed up and he feels true blood lust
for the first time. To find out anymore, read Diary of a Hitokori.
' ' = thoughts " '' " = characters quoting other characters " " = speaking A/N = author's note
The theme song of this fanfic is: Bring Me to Life by Evanescence
December 1, 1854
Kenshin walked down to the end of the street. His yellow eyes where smoldering like hot ambers and his red ponytail danced in the wind like a red flame. He felt strange; his blood ran hot with the lust for more blood and seethed with an undeniable need to kill. He looked to the moon; it seemed to share his desire. It was tinted red, red with all the innocents that he had killed and the more that shall come.
Kenshin unsheathed his long blade, the katana, and let it hang by his side with his hand gripping tightly at the hilt. It glinted in the moonlight as he ran swiftly in the shadows, careful no to be seen. He then came to a corner and pressed himself firmly against the wall. His breath ragged he let the sweat drip off his forehead freely to the ground. His first victim was coming into view, a wealthy daimyo named Tomugi Watanabi who had served the Shogun for years. Kenshin had never in his life killed someone of his own accord; he had always killed people he was assigned to and never knew the reason why. This time it was different, he wanted to kill this man, he wanted to cause him pain and suffering. He deserved to die, he had to die.
Kenshin raised his sword up above his head and leaped from the shadows. In one swift move he brought his sword down on the man's side and felt it hit flesh. Blood spurted from the newly sliced skin; he hadn't even the time to scream. Kenshin landed on his feet, the fresh corpse still gushing blood falling down beside him. Red stained his once blue and white hakama and he grinned evilly. The lone hitokori licked the blood off of his sword and then licked the rest off of his lips savoring every last drop. He swung his sword in one fluid motion to cleanse the sword of any remaining blood and resheathed it.
He then started to run away from the site, not from fear of getting caught, but for the fun of knowing that it should forever be shrouded in mystery of who killed this man. But that wasn't enough, he needed more. He needed to kill more people, and he would. Oh, he would...
A/N This fanfic will be a about only four or five more chapters. Expect updates to be issued whenever I can get them out, they come more frequently when I have the inspiration to write. Also, some of you might want me to write longer chapters. But, the chapters will only be longer if the diary entry needs be.
One more thing, you may wonder why I am not calling Kenshin "Battousai". It is for the fact that in the movie Samurai X: Trust and Betrayal they never call him Battousai once that I remember. But you may contradict that his eyes are never yellow either, but I did that to add dramatic effect to the story.
P.S. I know that this diary is not in a first-person point of view. But, I chose not to do it that way so sorry if you are disappointed in the fact that I am not. It is for the reason that I want to reveal more of Kenshin's emotions as we go along.
' ' = thoughts " '' " = characters quoting other characters " " = speaking A/N = author's note
The theme song of this fanfic is: Bring Me to Life by Evanescence
December 1, 1854
Kenshin walked down to the end of the street. His yellow eyes where smoldering like hot ambers and his red ponytail danced in the wind like a red flame. He felt strange; his blood ran hot with the lust for more blood and seethed with an undeniable need to kill. He looked to the moon; it seemed to share his desire. It was tinted red, red with all the innocents that he had killed and the more that shall come.
Kenshin unsheathed his long blade, the katana, and let it hang by his side with his hand gripping tightly at the hilt. It glinted in the moonlight as he ran swiftly in the shadows, careful no to be seen. He then came to a corner and pressed himself firmly against the wall. His breath ragged he let the sweat drip off his forehead freely to the ground. His first victim was coming into view, a wealthy daimyo named Tomugi Watanabi who had served the Shogun for years. Kenshin had never in his life killed someone of his own accord; he had always killed people he was assigned to and never knew the reason why. This time it was different, he wanted to kill this man, he wanted to cause him pain and suffering. He deserved to die, he had to die.
Kenshin raised his sword up above his head and leaped from the shadows. In one swift move he brought his sword down on the man's side and felt it hit flesh. Blood spurted from the newly sliced skin; he hadn't even the time to scream. Kenshin landed on his feet, the fresh corpse still gushing blood falling down beside him. Red stained his once blue and white hakama and he grinned evilly. The lone hitokori licked the blood off of his sword and then licked the rest off of his lips savoring every last drop. He swung his sword in one fluid motion to cleanse the sword of any remaining blood and resheathed it.
He then started to run away from the site, not from fear of getting caught, but for the fun of knowing that it should forever be shrouded in mystery of who killed this man. But that wasn't enough, he needed more. He needed to kill more people, and he would. Oh, he would...
A/N This fanfic will be a about only four or five more chapters. Expect updates to be issued whenever I can get them out, they come more frequently when I have the inspiration to write. Also, some of you might want me to write longer chapters. But, the chapters will only be longer if the diary entry needs be.
One more thing, you may wonder why I am not calling Kenshin "Battousai". It is for the fact that in the movie Samurai X: Trust and Betrayal they never call him Battousai once that I remember. But you may contradict that his eyes are never yellow either, but I did that to add dramatic effect to the story.
P.S. I know that this diary is not in a first-person point of view. But, I chose not to do it that way so sorry if you are disappointed in the fact that I am not. It is for the reason that I want to reveal more of Kenshin's emotions as we go along.
