My body...

I am nothing but a tool...

I was born to kill and become stronger...

I thirst for power...

I long to make others suffer and fear me...

Emotions anf defending is for the weak. Only the strong shall rule over everything while the weak serve under us. It is the weak that need defending because they are nothing more than trash.

I stood on top of a large building only to see that the lights of the city were on.

I watched as the pathetic lives of the weak walked together but something was off. I looked over to my left to see a girl who was walking alone in the dark portion of the city.

"Oh? Bait I see."

I wasn't sure why but I went to get a closer look only to see that the girl was on her way to some place.

"Boring."

I turned to leave but noticed something else.

Not only did I see the girl alone walking in the dark but it seemed that she was being followed by someone who was preying after her. I sighed then went down a faster way to see about something.

When I got to the alley way I felt my hone ding and looked at the message. It was from Kyouka.

K: Your mission is cancelled and your father doesn't want you to come home until tomorrow.

M: Understood.

I put my phone away and was pissed. I knew exactly what the real reason was, my father kidnapped another helpless woman and is going to torture them or maybe even kill them if they don't let him have his way.

I will never be a weakling! I will be the king around here.

I then turned to keep walking.

"I want to see blood now."

I turned a corner only for someone to bump into me.

It was the same girl but this time seeing her I got to see her features a little more. She had silver hair that hung to her neck and her framed her face. She had dark brown eyes and she was wearing a light blue tank top with matching skirt.

I frowned at her and she looked at me.

"I'm sorry."

She went passed me and I raised a brow.

Not too long after she was a certain distance from me I looked ahead of me to see the same predator coming around the corner.

He spoke.

"You're such a tease, little girl. Too bad no one will come to rescue you."

I didn't say anything but I watched as he pulled a knife from his pocket and the girl was even more scared then he spoke again.

"If you let me have my way, I promise I won't break your limbs."

I frowned but was slightly surprised when I saw that the girl still didn't call out for help. Honestly, I wouldn't help but I'm still pissed so this girl will have to pay the price if I have to step in.

I turned to face them then spoke.

"How pathetic you are, isn't preying on little girls getting old?"

He looked at me.

"Mind your own business, bitch! This is a man's world and since I'm a man I get to do as I please no-"

I had jumped and kicked him square in the chest. He fell back and I went to him and looked at him.

"A man's world huh? Last I checked only the strong do as we please, you're nothing more then trash."

I began to stomp my foot over and over into his chest.

I was having fun as I was doing so. I was doing it so much that I was making him cough up blood.

"How boring, I was hoping that you would scream for me."

I watched as he struggled to get his knife but stomped on his hand next only to pull out my knife which was a combat knife.

"This is a real knife."

With that I began stabbing him wherever my knife landed on him.

When I was done I frowned at the mess I made. I had that trash's blood all over me. I then remembered the girl that was still here.

"Come out."

She did as I said and I went to her. She was trembling and she spoke.

"T-Thank you for saving me."

I blinked then frowned at her.

"Save your breath, I didn't do it to save you. I was just in a bad mood and that trash was in my path."

"You have a weird way of thanking me. If you really want to show me how grateful you are then come with me so that you can clean his blood off me."

She didn't say anything but we left to a hotel that I was staying at.

When we got inside she had hot water and soap to clean my face with but I sat in the chair then looked at her.

"Undress me."

She was hesitant but she did as I said. She took my coat off then she undid my shirt. I didn't have blood on my pants and bra. After that she began cleaning my face from the blood and I couldn't help but feel how her hands were. They were gentle as she cleaned me.

When she was done I layed down to get some sleep. Killing that man left me rather tired. As for the girl I wasn't sure what to do with her but for now I had nothing to order her for her so submit to me. I really had no use for her.

Sleep took over me after that.