Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Joe Shimamura and Françoise Arnoul. I do, however, own everything else.
A/N: The Midnight Shadow is, originally, a book I am working on. The first part of the first draft was written many years ago with next to no experience in writing. Needless to say, when I read it over last year or so, I found it sucked. Really, really sucked. If I tried to turn it into a book, it would be a dismal flop. So I scrapped it and started a new, much better one. Recently, I unearthed the original. Re-reading it, I realised it could make a very decent AU fan-fiction. All I needed to do was adapt the characters, use the same situations, and re-write the story. In the end, it turns out that the original was just used for reference, and I ended up re-writing it completely. It is still very much in progress, and I apologise in advance for what may very well be chapters separated by huge gaps of time. As it is, I am enjoying writing this very much, and I hope you will enjoy reading it.
XOXOXO
Prologue
The silver of the sword glinted brilliantly in the moonlight. It's sharp blade was splashed with the dark blood of a fresh victim. This victim was lying on the ground next to a wall, her unseeing eyes gazing up to the heavens as if in silent prayer. Her body and head were lying at least a foot apart from each other, and a trail of blood marked this distance. The stained sword disappeared into its sheath and a silhouetted figure leapt off the wall with the agility, speed and grace of a well-trained ninja. The corpse continued to lay on the ground, powerless to do otherwise, until the sun rose, and its discovery would shatter the once peaceful atmosphere of the small town.
XOXOXO
A/N: Next: Joe Shimamura