This is an AU fic about Hitomi and Van!! I've finally gotten enough strength to do this; I just hope it turns out well. Enjoy!!!

Chapter One

Raining in Heaven

Hello, my name is Hitomi Kanazaki, and I am an assassin for the Zaibach Empire. My life before Zaibach was so different then it is now. Long ago, my family sold me into slavery, leaving me to fend for myself, and to loose my innocence to a bunch of cold-hearted, crooks. I resented the whole world then; I mean, why didn't my own parents love me? Wasn't I good enough for them? My bitterness got the better of me, and I went into a deep depression that made me feel lost.

Years passed before I grew strong enough to fight back against those cruel beasts. I killed them all with my own hands…I didn't think I could. I just looked at my hands, thinking to myself, 'wow, these aren't small, fragile hands. They're a murderers hands.' I got a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach; I had just killed people. But they hadn't been innocent. No, they had been cruel, monsters, taking my innocence and half of my life! They had deserved everything they got. After a while, it felt good…I liked the fact that I had killed them. I felt so powerful. Maybe that's why I kill people for a living now. 

So here I am, an official assassin for the most powerful empire to have graced the Gaian lands; an eighteen-year-old cold-blooded murderer. I'm something now, I'm not an orphaned slave anymore…I'm Hitomi Kanazaki, who the hell are you?

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A hooded figure walked through the crowded streets, trying to find something or someone. The figure paused briefly, and then turned into an abandoned alleyway, having seen something move. Beneath the green hood, was a matching pair of eyes that held no emotion what so ever. They were so green, that they seemed to be black in color. The feminine eyes were always alert, constantly searching for any trouble, or problems that might occur.

A small hand reached up and pulled the hood down, revealing a petite woman of 18 or so. Her alabaster skin had no blemishes, and her cheeks were blushed from the heat that hung in the air. Long, sandy-blonde hair, which she wore in a braid, hung limply past her shoulders. Her mouth was the most exotic and mysterious thing about her; it was quick to frown, scowl, or even smile on occasion. Red, thick lips were etched underneath a small, pixie-like nose, obviously frowning at someone ahead of her. Her name was Hitomi, and anyone who saw her, never lived to tell the tale. She was one of the best assassins Zaibach had to offer, and everyone knew it. People feared her, and of course, were jealous of her rare beauty. If she hadn't of gone into the job she was in now, she could have been mistaken for pampered royalty.

Hitomi opened her mouth, and shouted to the empty alleyway, "Come out Puck, you can't hide from me!" Silence answered her commanding voice, and hung in the air like a leaf on the breeze. Her eyes turned hot with rage, and then quieted back to their regular emptiness. "Don't make me get angry, Puck! If you do, I'll make sure no one knows who you are when I'm done with you!"

A clinking of glass against stone echoed through the alleyway, and out came a small man with a frazzled beard. His eyes were a deep blue, while his hair was as dark as coal. He cleared his throat, and glared at the woman in front of him. "I know what you've come to do. Can't you at least give me a fighting chance?"

A small, fleeting smile flashed on the assassins face, and then returned quickly back to its original scowl. "I suppose I could, but you know I'll kill you just the same."

The man merely smiled, and then smiled with his eyes; "I know, but at least I'll have gone out with a fight."

"Very well. I'll count to five, and then come after you. Make it good…" Some thought Hitomi to be insane because of her love for her job, but she just thought it a game. When she was younger, and before her life had turned upside down, she had played hide n' seek with the other younger children. It had always been a very thrilling and happy time; she had people who pretended to love her at least. "One…two…" Hitomi bent over, and reached inside of her black boot, coming out with a small handheld dagger. "Three…four…FIVE!"

Even before the man could turn around, a dagger was up to the hilt in his gut; he was dead right on contact. Hitomi sighed loudly, and then walked over to the corpse that had once been a very charming man. Of course, he had been against Zaibach, so she was forced to kill him. She reached down swiftly, pulled the now blooded dagger from the stomach, and looked at it. It looked the same as if always did after the kill; what was so different about it now?

Hitomi continued to look at it; never taking her gaze from the blood that was now oozing down her arm. The warm essence of life always made Hitomi feel protected, and powerful. After all, she had taken that life, and could have done anything with it. She never boosted about her kill, it was too tacky to her, but she appreciated the simple things that followed afterwards. Like the blood…yes, the sweet blood.

With a shake of her head, Hitomi pulled the green hood over her head again, and exited the alley, leaving no traces to the murderer of the poor, innocent Fanelian knight. Life was full of surprises, but this was only the beginning.

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"Assassin Kanazaki reporting."

A dark, cloaked figure stood before the now kneeled Hitomi, peering at her with yellow cat-like eyes. "Ah, you have returned. Did everything go as planned?"

Hitomi grinned devilishly, and finally looked up at the commanding figure before her. "Yes, Puck was not a challenge. Although, we did play a little game."

The yellow-eyed man chuckled, "Hitomi, you always did remind me of a small child." He went over the small desk that occupied a dusky corner, and picked up a folder, which held small writing. "I have another assignment for you."

Excitement raged through Hitomi's body, making her feel giddy with happiness; what could it possibly be? "What is the next target?"

"A man with the name of Van Fanel." A gasp issued from Hitomi's mouth, echoing through the small, silent room, "I take it that you know of him?" Humor could be seen in his eyes; it didn't seem fitting for death to be smiled upon. "He is the official king of Fanelia, which is an enemy country of Zaibach. He is a opposing a threat, so naturally, we must dispose of him." Yellow, cat eyes landed on clear, green eyes, pinning and immobilizing the owner. "Are you up for it?"

Hitomi tilted her head to the side, smiling that cold little smile she was known for, "when do I leave?"

A new idea I thought of, tell me what ya think. Gotta go! ~*Later DayZ*~