Yeah, so... This is my first story. Uhm... hope you like it...
Disclaimer : I do not own any of this wonderful characters, nor the places. Really.
WARNING : Madness, blood, and else
PROLOGUE
It was such a beautiful day. The sun shone brightly in the sky. The birds chirped with their beautiful voices. People were chatting with each other as they pass. The children played and ran cheerfully. Yes, a beautiful day indeed.
A white coated man watched the beautiful day with a bored face from his spot on a tree. But his boredom will soon change when he received his master's signal. He snickered when he remembered the fun he'll get once he received the signal. Oh, how happy he is if his master's ran out of things to test out.
Two children ran past the tree where he sat. The bigger kid got a hold of the smaller's hands they ran, guiding him to the destination. Children. The man's smile immediately turned to a frown. He never liked the view of a pair of children. It reminds him of someone that's really important to him. Someone he couldn't save...
Suddenly the phone he held rang, ruining his thoughts. The signal.
Brushing out all the thoughts of that person, he let his lips bloom into a smile. Finally the time has come.
Without answering his ringing phone, he slipped his phone into his pocket and jumped down from the tree. It's time to do his job.
It's time for him to start killing.
A few hundred meters from there, a motorcycle sped through the road, going to the city where his mission will begins. Half an hour ago, the rider received a call from his superior, giving him a mission to stop the slaughters that has just begun in the city. The distance is far, but he's the nearest, that's why his superior told him to do this mission.
Slaughters huh... I will not let that kind of criminal get away, the rider determined. Besides, the black jacketed man has made a promise. A promise to catch all the evils, to never let them go. And he has no intention to break his promise. Never. Not if this promise is made for that person.
Several minutes later, he finally could see the city. The strong scent of blood faintly smelled in the air. But the smell will vanish soon, the man realized as he saw the thick cloud hanging in the sky.
A few meters more... Just a few meters more before he met one more person who made this world dirty.
Slash.
Cries and whimpers of pain filled his ears. The cries of the people he had killed... The whimpers of the people who were begging at him... Begging at him to be saved...
Stab.
The smell of blood filled his nose. The hot red liquid he has known so long, they're everywhere. On his clothes... On his face... On the scattered corpses around him...
Cut.
His lips bloomed into a smile. How beautiful that red is... The red that has beautifully covered his hands. What a pity, these will soon end... There's no more survivor left. He laughed when he remembered how some people tried to run, some other tried to blend with the corpses to avoid him. Oh, how fragile a human is.
Suddenly a loud voice was heard, making him to frown because of the volume. Bothered with the sound that has ruined his fun, he turned his attention to the disturber. What he's seen made him let out his smirk.
"Ah, finally the hero came," he said with a mocking tone. "But don't you think you're a bit too late, hm?"
"...At least I came before the evildoer gone," answered the man before him with a flat tone. He jumped down from the motorcycle he brought with one hop. Maybe that motorcycle is the cause of the loud voice he's heard, the man realized. The other's face is a bit blurry... Maybe because of the hat he wore.
"Aw, but I have no intention to stay here and accompany you, hero," the man said with a fake disappointed tone.
The black jacketed man stared at him with a blank stare. "You do realize that I won't let you get away that easily, right?"
"Well, of course. But, really, hero, a little hindrance like you won't disturb me," the killer said with a mocking smile. He let out his twin blade in the same time as the man pulling his own weapon out. The man's eyes shone with madness. "Well, we'd better start now, yeah?" the man said, and each of them ran to their enemy with weapons ready in hands, starting the fight.
The killer is strong, as expected from a killer who has killed the entire city less than one hour. The city is small, it's true. But still, his time record in killing could be given an applause. The man is not bad either. He can match the slaughterer's speed easily, something that the killer appreciates about him.
Just like his enemy, the man couldn't see his enemy's face clearly, this is due to the blood that has covered most of the other's face. But faces are not important in this battle. They just need to fight, because it is their destiny to do it. They're black and white, bad and good. They'll never meet.
After half an hour fighting without rest, the rain began to fall. Just like what the man has predicted, the fresh scent of rain started to cover the disgusting scent of blood. The water drops started to clean the city up from the blood that splattered everywhere.
The killer threw the daggers he kept behind his cloak toward his enemy. With ease, the man dodged the sharp objects, parrying some with his blades. The man threw back some small bombs that he had prepared, only to be dodged by the man easily with his speed. Now they're out of things to throw. Realizing it, they're forced to fight in a close distance after fighting in a far distance for the last fifteen minutes.
The white cloaked man used the tree behind him as a support to jump forward, toward the other. The man was forced to block the sudden attack with the blades he held with both arms. They looked at each other face and froze. With the blood washed out by the rain drops and the man's hat dropped because of the attack, they can see each other's face clearly, and they immediately realized one thing in the same time.
They know the face that is now stared at them unbelievingly.
"Roxas?"
"Axel?"
End of Prologue
Ah, finally... the first chapter of my live is finished! Yeah, so, I'm very sorry about the OCness of Roxas... But it has an explanation! No worries, Roxas' not really mad. And I'm so sorry if I made a mistake with my grammar or vocabulary... English is not my first language after all... Also I really don't have any idea with the title, so sorry if it's a bit strange... I was inspired by a vocaloid song, Karakuri Burst. It's really cool!
EDITED! Finally, I noticed where's my mistakes (well, most of them at least) and repair them!
Anyway, my worries aside, please R&R!
-Rie G.