Prologue

The night was dark, and fairly ominous in presence. It was the mid 1500's in its eerie trivialities, the country known as Japan that is. Villagers, Imperialists, many of each different status had told myths of vampires, sorcerers', so many mythical beings that could not be named that it was a wonder, how Japan lived through all of it.

Making me laugh as such, they thought Priests or maybe weakling Priestess could actually contain demonic powers. Monks are of no use, why would they be? Everything in my world is set in the standard that those with power shall prevail over all that are weak of power. I am one being and an evil merciless one at that, as many vampires and others such as mythical beings will call a demon. I have lived through the night surviving on the flesh of the weak. I have no one that can understand the standards, the laws that one may go through.

This is why, I a demon assassin. Have set to it that I shall defeat all those in power, and have stated that my legendary name in this, which many people know me by, will be the Hitokiri Battousai. That shall defeat the Demonic Sorceress, which was created by the four Demon Lords.

Yet no one truly knows who I truly am…Was the passing voice...

"Please! Spare me! I beg unto you, if it pleases you so I shall give you my newborn son. Eat him, not I!" Screeched the woman, with pitiful tears streaming down her high bone cheeks. Her beauty of course, was something men must lust by. However, she was a pathetic excuse for a woman. A bitch, as many demons will call this caliber of woman who would give away their own son, to whomever to save their own lives.

Grabbing the woman by her neck. I pulled her up and slammed her unto the stonewall. Her newborn, crying on the dirt ground; he was covered with a cheap blanket, to apparently keep him warm. Chocolate brown eyes widened with the utmost fear, as its small hands circled in a small fist before its naked body.

"You pathetic humans… Have no right, to bring innocence unto this world." Was the only phrase I had said to her during the long chase she had given me.

The katana and wakazashi that were limp on my waist seemed to have tingled for a sensation for blood on there blades.

Muffling another screech that was about to erupt in the woman's mouth, I covered her mouth with my hand. Revealing unto her, my sharp and slightly long nails. Trademark of demons, maybe vampires; amber eyes bore into her brown ones, as I squeezed the hold on her neck.

Her eyes widened with pain and than, it seemed that her circulation must have been cut off, as her hands went limp, and eyes went dead. Letting the corpse slide to the ground, I looked at her with no emotion, for it was not necessary for a woman such as her to have these feelings of pity.

Turning in the direction of the baby, I walked to him in a slow pace. My right hand unconsciously went to the hilt of my katana, as I stopped my walking before the baby. I noticed that it produced a weak barrier around him, and it closed it eyes in its own pain of trying to hold it. A baby nevertheless, had no conscious in what it was doing.

I chuckled, with no humor as I said to the world, "A sorcerer! She fucked a damn sorcerer, and the bitch expects somebody to accept it, after her death!" I said in vain, for I knew that no one was going to hear me. The village, held not a single soul in it whatsoever.

Crouching lowly, I put a hand inside his barrier and it broke instantly. Grabbing the child, with one hand. I pulled him toward me and hugged it from the chill that was gathering. For it was the north, nearly winter.

My cloak, heavy and dark, was the shield the child had for the chill and pulling up my hood, I let go of my katana's hilt and carried the baby in both hands slightly tightening my grip on him as he was against my chest. Without noticing I decided I would claim him.

"Sanosuke. Yes that is the name of a warrior, a sorcerer's kind of name." I said and long crimson locks of hair fell on the babies' head.

Walking in the darkness, I left the corpse to freeze, and walked to were my destiny was to lead me…

Had I known then that, a supreme being was watching me, I would have never made it obvious that I had a heart still. But my powerful senses were off that very moment, for I had lost the only person that had accepted me for who I was.