I do not own any of the Rurouni Kenshin characters! I am just adding to the already existing plotline in my own way! Please do not sue me! :D

Prologue:

I was stumbling through the forest on the outer edge of Tokyo, shuddering at how close I was to dying. From head to toe, I was covered in blood and dirt. Most of the blood wasn't mine, but a great portion of it was, as I only got the upper hand after a stroke of luck.

I continued stumbling towards my goal of a clinic because I was still on the very edge of dying.

It was just after dawn when I reached the clinic, and nobody was out on the roads yet. I prayed that there was a doctor there this early in the morning, but as my luck should have it, the clinic was empty.

The clinic may have been empty, but I had some knowledge of the craft, so I broke in for supplies.

The door slammed shut behind me as I nearly fell through the entryway. Once locked in the clinic, I took that first step and passed out right then and there. My dreams were feverish, and I relived the ordeal over and over.

FLASHBACK:

It was a stroke of luck on their part that they got that hit in, but that was all it took for them to knock me into unconsciousness.

I came to pretty soon after, to the feel of my clothes being ripped open and off my body. My body felt sluggish and pain started to register in my mind seconds later.

I began struggling in earnest, realizing what they intended to do.

Tears of frustration started welling in my eyes and one of them mocked, "Aw lookie, the baby ninja girl's gonna cry. Don't worry baby girl, if you don't fight it, you might just like it. If you fight, well, let's just say you won't live through till dawn anyway. By all means fight, it whets my appetite."

Bile fills my mouth, I swallow it down with my pride and still fight. I fight for myself, my virginity, to be able to see Okina and the others at the Aoiya, and lastly to be able to find Aoshi and the others again.

Tears now run down my face despite my best efforts and he shoves his pants down his thighs.

Hands at my knees yank them outwards in order to make room for the man trying to rape me. I try to kick the hands off but they're stronger. My mind races to try to deduce the best possible escape route but comes up empty.

I knew it was too late when something hard hits my temple and me black out once more.

I woke up several more times and each time my strength seemed to weaken. The second time I gained a slice from my eyebrow to my chin. They again punched me in the face, this time it was directed right at my nose and it snapped.

On the third time, they cut on my back from my right shoulder to around my left hip, as I fought them entering me from behind. I passed out from sheer fright and searing pain.

During the fourth, I felt some ribs break as they punched me and kicked me in the gut and back. I fell back into the black numbness of sleep, praying this time to never wake up.

The last time I woke up it was to a pain that felt something akin to a fiery shredding of all my orifices. I could feel blood running down my thighs, out of my behind, and I was gagging on something that was fucking gross.

Somehow, a thought crossed my mind, BITE HIM.

I followed that thought and bit him, very hard.

Ironically enough, I'd always been known to have a very strong bite and used to bite people all the time when I was a toddler, particularly my Okashira named Aoshi.

I immediately tasted blood and heard a high-pitched scream as he yanked himself out of my mouth. I gagged at the taste, but I had my opportunity. They didn't disarm me. One of my arms went loose as the guy who I just bitt, knocked the person holding me down, off of me, as he hurried to pull away from my teeth.

I quickly grabbed a kunai from my cloak that I was still laying on. Then I hurried to slice the man that I had just bitten. It turns out my aim was true, and his manly bits were sliced off in the process.

I couldn't feel guilty, he was going to die for what he and the others have done. They would be next.

This happened too fast for the guy who was previously holding me down to comprehend. I twisted around onto my knees and attacked him now. This time with a thrown kunai attack, I aimed for his jugular to instantly take him out. It did.

I didn't wait to watch him die, as there were still four others to contend with that were too dazed to know I just killed one of their members and gave a slow death to the other.

I went for the biggest first, as he was the slowest. Again, I took this one out with a thrown kunai attack.

He went down with a thud and the others snapped out of their daze. They ran towards me, and as I gathered kunai in each hand they were on me.

One hand struck a small greasy haired man in the throat, cleanly cutting his jugular and carotid artery. Blood spurted at my face and on the same breath, spat in my next targets eye, blinding him for a split second.

He bent at the waist to rub at his eye and the leader threw a punch at me, thinking I was distracted. I was not, and I was waiting for that move. My one hand dug kunai into his armpit and downward toward the heart, and the other into his liver.

As he went down, the guy I spat at tried to take me down with his shoulder, but I sidestepped him.

He swirled around and ran to me with a sloppy punch at the ready and I threw my kunai with deadly aim right into his femoral artery in his thigh. He collapsed in pain with a scream. As he lay there on the forest floor, I crept to him and yanked out the kunai that was in his thigh, and quickly killed him.

The man that lost his manly bits was weeping and screaming for me to spare him. He said, "You've ruined me enough. I'll live as a eunuch. Please! Don't kill me! Plea…"

I sliced his head clean off his body with his own tanto that he stupidly left on the ground.

Once I made sure all six men were dead, I realized what just happened and I threw up until I could no longer vomit.

Then, I realized I had just killed not once, but six times. This was a new experience that felt wrong and I again started to gag at what I'd just done.

Aoshi will never love you now. You are soiled goods now…and a murderer to boot.

Logically, I know I was in the right. But all I could feel was the shame for letting that happen to me. Hell, I'd never killed before either…and now I just killed six men. What would Aoshi think of me? Would he think me soiled goods? Or would he understand?

After gathering more wood for their fire, I started dragging the bodies into the said fire to burn.

Making sure the fire would last, I then began my trek through the woods in search of the road that would take me to the Tokyo clinic…

END OF FLASHBACK:

A Day Later:

Wrinkled hands were tightening what felt like bandages around my waist and chest. My eyes snapped open and I blearily looked at my surroundings.

A kind elderly gentleman's voice spoke from behind me and I jumped in fright, "You're awake now."

Realistically, I knew he was a doctor, but I was still in shock from what had happened to me.

Tears prickled my eyes and my pride valiantly fought against crying as the man moved around me to face my front.

Before he could speak I eerily said, "You must tell no one that you treated me."

I felt him start to disagree and again interrupted him, "No need to bother the police. I took care of them."

Disapproval rang through his voice as he spoke gently but rapidly to me, "How old are you? How did you take care of them? What is your name?"

I growled out, "fifteen…they're criminals and what does it matter…and my name is…Rin. Now, what do I owe yah doc?"

I am fifteen…but my name is really Misao Makimachi of the Oniwabanshu ninjas.

He doesn't need to know all that, though so I planned on leaving his clinic as soon as he'd turn his back to work on other patients.

He narrowed his eyes in disbelief, but he left me to my thoughts after saying, "This one's on the clinic…bad thing that happened to such a young girl. I had a young colleague a few years back and she was around your age then. She just left for Kyoto for a business trip, and they snatched her on the way to the train station. I haven't seen her since. I'd imagine you encountered the same band of brutes as she. So, if they've suddenly met their end…I couldn't care less and your secret's safe with me."

Shocked at his story I watched him leave my room. I closed my eyes as tears start pouring down my face. He helped me feel a little less guilt in just a few words. I may have killed six men last night, but I probably killed the six men that snatched and killed his young friend and probably many other young women that came before me.

I decided then to leave in the night, and then I'd come back when stronger. I would cautiously find a way to repay this elderly doctor's kindness by dismantling the gun shipments, sex trafficking those men were talking about that night. I will have to train my hardest though. I will never let that happen to me again. I must get stronger and take on that syndicate. This would be enough to pay the doc. Starting with the one name I heard the men speak last night before they realized I was watching them. This name was Kanryuu Takeda as he's my only lead at the moment. I'll ask Okina to look into the man.

-to be continued...