Thievious Sangonius
Chapter One: Hero and Villain
"Sango is a professional thief. But she is a hero to those who've been saved be her. She is a high schooler in the 10th grade and is a professional pervert assassin. But will one of her targets be a personal friend? And if she has feelings for her then how can she do her duty to her woman kind?"
Rated: M
-Violence-Language-
Disclaimer: I do not own the Inuyasha series
I am Sango, Sango Sazuna Kyosame to be more precise. I am better known to the public as "Thievious Slyvious" the hero-villain of Tokyo. I save and I kill and I rob. Let me explain this better…Mr. Bug kidnaps Ms. Cat for ransom. T.S. (I am called) busts open the door and holds Mr. Bug at gunpoint while getting Ms. Cat free from his grasp. T.S. ties Mr. Bug to a pole and asks Ms. Cat to call the cops. T.S. takes Mr. Bugs cash and valuables, he wont need em where he's going. Heh, heh…
Well that's only half my life. I'm a "part-time" thief. I'm a 10th grader who needs to get her grades up. I live alone, my mother was kidnapped and my dad couldn't pay the ransom so she was killed. My father went into depression and trying to find the kidnapper he was shot, my brother was hit by a car, because both parents were dead, but it was because he was pushed into the street by the people on the streets of Tokyo. And thus I became Thievious Slyvious. I avenged my mother and father's deaths, of course.
I have awesome friends, Kagome, Shippo, and Inuyasha. They don't know my job, they think I work at the fashion magazine downtown, explains my corvette. No one knows anything about my secret life as the hero and villain of Tokyo.
My costume consists mainly of black with leather pants that are baggy but they fit nicely my top is a tank top and I wear iron black wrist guards. I wear a mask that covers my eyes and nose. Your similar "cat woman" if you will. I carry a pistol, 2 kunai knives and several shuriken, better known as throwing stars. Where'd I get the gun? Didn't I say before my father tried to track down the kidnapper? Did you honestly think he tried to kill him with a piece of cardboard? No, didn't think so. Anyway, I took martial arts and gymnastics and that really helps when jumping across rooftops and breaking doors down.
Now that gymnastics really help when you're late for school and if you've lived in Tokyo traffic is terrible. So right now I'm leaping gracefully over the rooftops of civilians and trying to get to class. Unfortunately…it's raining. My uniform is getting wet. Yes, I wear a uniform. All schools in Japan require a uniform, although I don't have to wear the dress uniform, I prefer the pants-and-shirt uniform myself. The shirt is a white dress shirt with the school mascot on it, and the pants are navy with the mascot on the waist. Black or brown belt, as long as it fits. Take my advice, never wear navy pants in the rain. White shirts either (thank goodness I have a jacket).
Thankfully I live only a few blocks from school so I can make it in 10-15 minutes. Finally, school…I just made it before the next bell rang before chemistry class.
I entered the building running, actually to the office to get a pass. Ms. Tazamiko is very understandable on my absences, it happens quite frequently. I heard someone scream…I guess I'd better take care of this. I rip of my school uniform to reveal my Thievious Slyvious get-up. I stuff my school cloths in my bag and pull out the kunai from my waist pouch and pull my mask over my face.
I dodge the buildings and I leap down the walls and chase the scream into an ally. A man, about 35, cornered a young woman into the wall. The filthy bastard was drooling and staggering to kiss the poor girl. I run at him and cut his cheek. I'm directly behind him, with the kunai at his throat.
"I believe you should let her go…lest you desire death." I smirk.
The man was sweating and was chuckling maniacally, the faint smell of alcohol lingered in his forceful breaths, and his words were half slurred. "whuha ya sink yur hoing, hitch…hai bussie.."
"You've consumed alcohol, I see." I tighten the kunai in my hand and on his neck. "Listen bastard, if you wont let her go I'm forced to lay down heavy artillery."
The man only drooled on the panicking maiden so I give him a shallow cut and kick his legs out from under him. Falling back, the woman ran around my prey and me and scrambled out of the ally. The man grabbed a pipe and swung at me. I had to jump back while he swung and got up. On his feet he reached in his pants, yes…his pants, and brought up a 6 or 7 inch blade and ran at me. The only thing I could do was getting a running kick, I did but as I knocked him back he stabbed my arm!
"BASTARD!" I yelled and kicked him so hard I was afraid I almost killed him. I only knocked him unconscious. I walked over to him and kicked him over. I searched him for cash, jewelry, or something I could sell online. I found a brown leather wallet with 16000 yen in it and a chrome ring with an English word on it; the knife could make about 20,000 yen.
I pulled out my outfit and put it on over my TS suit. I suddenly felt a wave of pain in my left arm. Blood was dripping down my white shirt. "Shit…I'm already late." The only thing I could do was make up an excuse…This morning I was doing dishes and I slipped on the wet floor, I had a knife in my hand and when I fell it flew up and when it came down it stabbed me. That will do nicely.
I clutched my arm and grimaced while I was staggering to get that damn school. I can't move my arm…and my vision…g-getting blurred. A 3 inch deep wound in my arm, my muscle. I'm loosing blood fast and I probably need a hospital. But if I do go then they'll ask why. They'll search my stuff and find out who I am. I need to hide my things, my locker! The schools by the hospital, so I can run in and put everything in my locker and then change into my school clothes and get to the hospital without my identity taken. But I was stabbed in my Slyvious suit, and there's no cut in my school clothes.
I let go of my bleeding arm so I can grab a shuriken. I was afraid that if used a kunai that I'd scrape the wound. I quickly slid the shuriken through my shirt and put it in my waist pouch.
Several Hours Later
"So ma'am what exactly happened?" The doctor asked, putting the finishing touches on my cast, they gave my arm a cast.
I pulled a strand of hair out of my face, stalling so I could remember my excuse. "It was a few minutes before I left for school… This morning I was doing dishes and I slipped on the wet floor, I had a knife in my hand and when I fell it flew up and when it came down it stabbed me. That's all."
"You'll be out of school for the rest of the day, even in a cast your arm will be sore." The doctor scribbled something on paper and handed it to me. The bill. I wont tell the amount but I will say that hospitals are expensive.
A/N: review please. It will get better and more action-y