It all happened so fast...we weren't even ready. To some it was a blur, to others it was everyday life. With where we were expecting it to be danger beast, or Esdeath, but these were hunters. Skilled hunters. The sound of screaming men, women, and children echoed through the campsite. This was a surprise attack. Blood spilled into the ground we owned, flesh was torn and destroyed, shelters, all possibilities of survival...fell before us. Our species has lived for centuries and has thrived since then, and kept ourselves hidden from any harm in the world. We, Dragons. Why am I starting out like this? What is the point? Well this is how I come into the world as of who I could be, but this isn't a story with a happy ending. This is a story with new beginning.

Three Days Ago

The air was still, grass swaying in the wind, birds chirping in harmony...the smell of the dead starched the air. Mouths of the dead lay open as in last attempts to scream in horror. Tails, and wings torn from Dragon families and laid across the terrain. This massacre...this carnage. Yuki was the only survivor out of this. All he could remember was his parents telling him: 'Run, just run, darling. Don't look back ever. Keep moving'. He did just that, but with strange feeling, Yuki returned to see the scene...eyes full of tears as the scene before him commenced. Hours passed, many heavy tears later. Yuki awakes.

Nothing left here...no possibility of having...anything.

"Why? Why did this happen?" Yuki sobbed quietly. "Mum? Hello?" The fires from last night still ablaze, barely. The boy walked to the river to drink water before moving on to anywhere but here. Yuki glared at his reflection. His ruffled white hair and pale blue eyes, smooth scales, dirt smudged on his face, torn clothes was all he needed to see to know he was alive.

Yuki grabbed what little he could and moved on. He seemed calm, but was screaming bloody murder inside. His personality was odd; therefore, the reason he couldn't fall t in with others in his tribe. Everyone was so prepped when it came to certain things. Dragons enjoyed sparring and just fighting and hunting. Yuki was the complete opposite and now...everyone and everything is dead.

All he had was a vast forest in front of him. Anything could be hidden here. Danger Beasts, hunters and maybe even Night Raid. Yuki doesn't understand the whole conflict with the assassin group and The Capital, but knows if he does meet them he wouldn't live.

'Why is the world so cruel? Is there a curse on Imperial Arms that make us struggle to keep our sanity'? Journeying through the thick trees, crossing long freezing streams, gliding over small chasms.

Suddenly, horses were approoaching, and they were coming in fast. Yuki froze completely, unsure of where to go. Shouting of deep voices, clanging of metal against metal...coming through the trees.

Yuki saw four hulking men on horses. His body trembled as they circled him. They were the hunters, but they...weren't attacking immediately. They must of not saw him during the raid, but they should recognize the scales slightly, but you can see more of the human side of him.

One with a hammer slid from his horse and approached him slowly.

"You're a small shit" He chuckled, cracking his knuckles. "Haven't you heard. There's a toll for passing through. Money...or beating." He wasn't an Imperial Officer..his clothing was more of a merchant. The others seemed like blacksmiths, but terrifying. "Well which is it?"

An instinct pulsed and Yuki turned and ran. He was immediately pulled to the ground, as a whip was around his ankles. They dragged him through the mud as the man was still on the horse. His body cracked and tore as he was yanked over stumps, rocks, and prickly bushes.

"Stop. Please!" He tried to scream, yet his plead wasn't heard over the horse along the ground. They stopped and he was let go. The other two ran up and kicked him in his ribs. One held him up in the air by his ear as the other drove his fist into his face. He spit out blood, and whimpered like a wolf pup. They threw him, smashed him into trees and into rocks.

Every blood tearing pain that shot through his body was a lurid image of his tribe being massacred, like animals in a feed stock. Then...as he slowly slipped away from the world, reaching for the hands of his family, then being forced into the white afterlife...the pain...stopped. Silence was his noise in his ears. Blood was the drink in his mouth, sound of punches landing.

"That's what you get for picking on someone smaller than you!" A sudden, fierce feminine voice, whispered to the loud surroundings.

Yuki managed to open his eyes and see, a radiant figure. Succulent, half-curled blonde hair. The hybrid of a dragon saw his chance to sneak away before he suffered the same fate as his oppressors.

He crawled, leading a trail of blood. The one who saved him seemed odd, but due to pain and agony his vision wasn't cooperating. Yuki dragged himself through the mud and into a small hole, hoping he could die peacefully in there. 'This is my end...why...haven't I suffered enough? By the Gods! Someone liberate me'!

"Hey." The same voice of raw fierce has returned. "Are you okay in there?" Yuki cried and clutched his bruised body as he looked to the female, seeing her face come in more clearly and less threatening. "Come on out. I won't mutilate you." Impossible to see the joke in her blushed grin and yellow eyes.

The female's hand reached in the hole Yuki currently made a solitude and picked him from it.

"Aww! Aren't you adorable, with your white hair and blue eyes! I'll take care of you."

Yuki was slightly uncomfortable, by meaning of 'take care of you', but her grasp and cradle was warm and soothing, even though where his head came into contact on her chest made him nervous, he still accepted whatever hospitality she offered.

"I'm Leone. You?"

The boy looked to her. "Yuki." He squeaked.

"Cute name. Boss will love to meet you." Leone smirked. It didn't seem like a big deal at first, but his life was saved. Maybe whoever he was going to meet would feed him and fix his injuries. The walk wasn't long. The two acquaintances arrived at a home inside a mountain, well just giant hillside.

"Leone, where the hell have you been and what's that in your arms?" A short girl with pink hair, dress, eyes, and shoes. All pink. She carried an Imperial Arms gun with a strap over her right shoulder. Yuki could tell by her posture and disappointed scowl sneered on her face, that this one wasn't acceptable of shameful actions, such as uninvited guests.

"Oh calm down Mine. Just out killing, no problem."

Yuki couldn't understand how killing was no problem. He managed a small wave, before the pain pulled him into an unconscious state. The two girls continued their conversation. "This is Yuki. I found him being beaten by mercenaries from the Capital. I may not be for sure, but he might be one..." she hesitated to go any further with her sentence. "Never mind..I'll get him cleaned up. Tell Akame to tell the boss we have a guest."

Mine scoffed. "Why does Akame have to tell her?"

"Because she won't kill her for leaving her post." Leone smiled and walked inside still holding Yuki. 'I think it will be great having him around. I can make him my pet. With Tatsumi on a mission with Bulat, and Lubbock busy trying to woo Najenda. I'm sure the boss won't mind. Might have to kill him, if he runs and squeals our location. I won't let that happen'. As she passed through the base, heading out to the back, she arrived at the hot springs, where everyone usually bathes. Leone ran a bath for the guest, using the hot water, removed his clothes, stained with blood, and laid him gently to wash the blood away.

Later that night

It was all seeming like a dream to Yuki: parents murdered, getting beaten, meeting the strangers. All the worries began to wash away. He rolled over in his sleep to get more comfortable, resting his hands on something. It was squishy, and warm. He opened his eyes and covered his mouth to prevent a scream. His hand still laid on the chest, increasing the level of awkwardness.

"Well aren't we awake." It was Leone.

Yuki jumped back falling from the bed he had been sharing with her. The dragon leaped up, as Leone smiled and tugged on a chain leash, which was connected to a collar around his neck.

"What's going on?!" Yuki whimpered, trying to escape from her. He was able to move vigorously without straining or feeling an pain. He flipped the clip on the leash and ran towards the door, still feeling the collar weigh him down.

"Hello?" Another unfamiliar voice. Yuki turned to see a muscular man in strange green armor, with hair that had a think pointed end that took the shape of a heart. "You must be the one Leone saved."

Yuki turned and ran the other direction. 'I recognize them. It's Night Raid. The Assassins'! The run for freedom had started. Yuki escaped through the nearest window, gliding to the ground, rolling. The edge of the forest was just in reach. "Ahh!" Yuki's muscles tightened and became impossible to move. 'What? What is happening? Why can't I move? No...no they paralyzed me shit'.

As he hit the ground, someone landed next to him. Yuki could tell by the dusty brown boots, Leone followed, but she seemed different. Her hair was longer, and she had ears. He hands were muscular lion paws, and her yellow cat like eyes glared down at her pet. "Yuki-kun! How dare you run away from me?"

Another followed behind, but his vision was failing slowly.

Akame sighed. "We might need to kill him now. He runs..."

"He won't. I'll fix him." Leone grinned. "Besides, now that we know what he is," When Yuki was shot, the wings and tail under his skin reacted in defense. "we can't let him go."

Well another anime Fan Fiction of mine. This is Akame Ga Kill. I love the show so much. This may not be my best work, but it's the best I was able to think of. If you didn't like it I'm sorry! I'll not fail again!

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