This is my first Akame ga Kill fanfiction. Until a month ago I didn't even know there were Akame ga Kill fanfictions. I wouldn't say it's my favorite fanfiction but it does have a lot of imagination and good characters. And that battle with Wave and Tatsumi is awesome. Anyways, I had help with this chapter. It was edited by KidfireRyuu. Please read and review.

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Tatsumi awoke from his terrible dream. Well, it wasn't quite a dream. It was a old memory of his two best friends Sayo and Leyasu. He remembered how happy he was leaving the village. He felt like a hero. He was going to somehow make money with Sayo and Leyasu and they would bring it back to help the village. That was what was supposed to happen.

Tatsumi found out just how cruel the world could be and how journeys don't always work out the way they were planned. He lost more than just money on this search...he lost his friends...he lost his morality...he couldn't even look in the mirror without seeing the image of Aria and her parents, the ones who tortured and killed the people he cared about...so he killed her. He killed the daughter right in front of two dangerous assassins. He didn't think about killing her only that she deserved to die. Maybe he was doing it for himself but his last remaining friend Leyasu died happy when he did it. He wasn't seen as any different from the assassins who carried him away after he killed his first human being.

After getting to the base, he got to meet all the assassins. There's Akame, a young girl with long black hair and red eyes, everyone in this guild seemed to fear her despite her young age. Her sword skills and speed could decapitate Tatsumi faster than a fly being crushed by a fly swatter. She seemed to have no remorse for the people she killed, but everyone else here seemed to be the same. They wouldn't be good assassins if they cared about who they kill or had nightmares after killing them. An assassin who seemed to want him dead was the lavender girl with guns Mine, another young girl in her teens, she kept her glare on Tatsumi ever since she met him, only ever stopping to mock him or tease him. The lighter lavender girl Sheele, was a slightly older woman offering some encouraging words and a kind smile to Tatsumi whenever he looked her way.

After explaining Night Raid and all it does, Tatsumi heard nothing he liked, almost neurotically, he got to go to bed. Najenda told him to rest because they'll start their first mission with him. Tatsumi didn't want to rest. If he had to kill another human being or take a non-monsters life he'd rather die.

"I never had anyone in my life who loved me either."

Tatsumi stopped slouching on the bed and stood up. His mind told him someone was in this room but his memory didn't recognize who was speaking. The man wasn't someone he recognized from Night Raid. He was only 4'8". If he was in Night Raid he was the shortest member right next to Mine. His hair was brown in the front and blue in the back. His clothes consisted of brown robes, grey shorts, and brown boots. On his back was a sword much like Tatsumi's, only his was shorter and had a picture of a blue wolf emblazed on it.

"Are you part of Nightraid?" Tatsumi asked.

"You're being treated like a dog, kid," The man said looking at Tatsumi for the first time. Tatsumi noticed there was a small scar above his right eye. "But don't worry about that. First they'll treat you like a dog and then they'll treat you like one of them, an assassin and a murder, but also a friend of theirs. They'll send you on missions where you have to kill or be killed. There's no escaping from them. If you run, they'll hunt you down and stick a blade through your throat."

"Who are you?" Tatsumi was very worried about this man. He seemed to be talking to himself rather than Tatsumi. It was like he was in his own little world, obvious to the people around him.

"I knew a man in Night Raid. A good man with a good heart… well, a good heart for someone who kills others at least. He left our guild so he could join Night Raid. He left us the day before our guild was destroyed and half of us were killed. There's only five of us left, but do you know what the funny thing is? He was right to leave. If he stayed we'd have one more man to worry about and that would bring the downfall of our entire group. Rest his soul for he was a good man. Pray to him that he went where our other members have gone and that I will join him in eternal bliss."

Tatsumi almost asked him again what his name was. But it occurred to him that he wasn't going to get anything else out of him, so he zipped his mouth shut and just let the man talk to himself. He waited until at long last the man asked him a question that involved him.

"You were trained, correct? Not by your parents but by a teacher, correct?" The man asked suddenly looking up at Tatsumi.

"Y-Yes," Tatsumi stuttered wondering what it had to do with him.

"This trainer…he taught you to be good and always obey orders like a good soldier?"

"He did."

"I was taught that same thing. My teacher was a little on the strange side. He liked things that didn't make sense or weren't relevant to anything. But the things he taught us helped us become better killers. Believe it or not… he was even alive in the Civil War."

"B-But that happened five hundred years ago!" Tatsumi exclaimed.

"Indeed. Would you like to hear his story?" The man stopped, heard footsteps.