Hey people, sorry I haven't written in like forever its been crazy! I don't own RK, not now nor will I ever *sad face* well please enjoy!
There are somethings that people don't need to know about in a person's life, things such as a past, or plans for future. We all have secrets, some greater than others. Some secrets are stupid, like where someone hid their cookie stash. Some, some are much more serious. In my past, I killed hundreds of people, without any of them ever seeing my face. I'm not saying that they were innocent people, because they weren't. No one is innocent in this world, but more so are the people I killed. With each life I took, more of my soul went into their blood. Untill one day I became what they all feared would happen, I became a monster. Little black envulopes would show up, I would do what had to be done, then I went home. End of their story, the middle of mine. All was black, all was darkness. Until one day I found a light, a reason of being. Her name was Tomoe. Just the thought of her name made me forget anything that ever happend. I was happy. Love was what I felt, no longer did I feel obligated to my work. I had my light, she was all that mattered to me; she brought life back into me. Each day with her, another part of my sould was brought back. Suddenly things that use to not matter did. Like how beautiful a single flower could be, or how warm the sun really was. I should have known things could never last.
I was on a mission, hopefully the last mission of my life. Just go in and kill. Simple easy, been doing it for half my life it seemed. I was going to leave, go back to school, take some online classes. I was going live a normal life with Tomoe. Somethings don't go as planned.
"Kenshin." I would know that voice in a sea of millions. 'Why is she here, she shouldn't be here,' I think frantically. "You should stay out of this Tomoe," a voice, my target, said. I whorle around, and there she is. Beautiful and silent as I have ever known her, tears running down her face. "I'm sorry," she said quietly. Akira, my target runs to me. We fougt, but I have never been so distracted before in my life. I hear my name being screamed, but I don't care. I'm not Kenshin anymore, no Kenshin is gone. I AM Battousai. Soft flesh is penatrated through my sword. I look down expecting to see that bastard Akira, but no, it's my light. "Tomoe," I breathe.
I feel a burning sensation going down the side of my face, and I see Tomoe holding a knife glisening with my blood. She was dead.
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