I'm new to writing fanfiction, and I also have terrible spelling and grammar so hopefully you all can understand it. This is also my first posted story, ever! More notes at the end.

Ch.1; A Spirit That Never Gives Up

"Are you, are you, coming to the tree…"

A beautiful voice filled with sorrow, pain, and hatred sang out.

"They strung up a man, they say who murdered three…"

Mangled bodies of dead men were strung about the forest floor.

"Strange things did happen here no stranger would it be…"

In the area covered with the most bodies, two figures were in the center of it all.

"If we met at midnight in the hanging tree…"

A young male, not yet in his twenties, was on his knees holding a frail figure of a child, singing…

-§-

He was tired, heavily injured, and hungry. But above all, he just lost his entire clan, the clan that took him in even though he was an outsider. In his arms was a little girl, the reason the clan took him in. His wounds burned, especially the gushing whole on the right side of his abdomen, where a bullet went through him, and killed the girl in his arms.

"I swerve that I will avenge all of you... Even if I die doing it… the Midnight Clans legacy and bravery shall be written in history!" At that cry, shouts and the stomping of heavy feat from soldiers could reach Ravens ears. Gently laying down the child's body, he stood up, flinching from the pain. He smelled them before he saw them. The stench of blood, gunpowder, and metal.

"Sir…there is only one young lady still standing! And she looks like a fine one at that, even with the black nales and white hair." Snickered a solder clad in armor with a gun smirking at the young male he mistaken for a woman. "And all she has are some puny blades!" All of the armored soldiers laughed at that. What none of them saw were the twin pistols and throwing knives hidden around his body. He also had a bow, but no arrows. Pulling out two short blades, he prepared himself for a fight, disy and in pain from the blood loss.

"I'll make you regret choosing a fight with the Midnight clan." Before the army of soldiers could proses what was going on, he had already cut down ten men.

"Such.!.such speed!.. Is she even human! And just look at those violet eyes!" A shocked soldier managed to say before losing his head.

"I'm a guy! And my name is Raven Midnight!" Screamed the young male.

"Violet eyes? And the name Raven? You don't mean thee Raven… as in the Reaper Raven? The assassin Raven? That Raven?!" Someone from the crowd hollered, sending fear to them all.

"Goddamn right I'm that Raven." Blood flue through the air as soldiers were cut down.

"Kill him at all costs!" Cried out the commander. "That wound will slow him down." Swords and spears were thrashed desperately trying to impale or stab the so called "Reaper" without being cut to bits. Some attempts managed to connect with the small bodie, others failed and the weelder died.

-§-

Blood pooled out from the manny wounds covering the white haired assassin. All the soldiers laid dead. Only the commander was left standing ten yards away.

"How?... How are you still alive? Much less standing after killing all of my soldiers?!" A shocked commander murmured staring at the assassin. A smirk found its way to his face. "No matter, your head shall be easy to get now, and it will be mine."

"Idiot…" In a second, Raven was just a few feat away.

"The...hell?" Befor Raven could proses what was happening, due to major blood loss, the commander had pulled out his sword and trusted the but of it into Raven's neck knocking him to the ground, coughing up blood. "Your done!" He screamed.

'I wish i didn't have to use a bullet to finish this pathetic guy off, but sometimes, you have to do what you have to do.' Thought Raven as he yanked out a handgun, aiming at the commanders head. At such a close distance, with no time to dodge, block or even proses what was about to happen, the bullet went through the commanders head, exploding out the back. The body then collapsed in on itself.

Slowly standing, Raven stumbled his way out of the area in which the battle had been, not wanting to be found by enemy soldiers out on patrol.

"Next..."

Song: Hanging Tree

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Next chapter hopefully coming soon!