Authors Note: my first fanfic, critics are not only welcome, but encouraged. flamers will be destroyed o_O
please review, it will encourage me to add chapters more frequently.
Rated T for course language, some gore.
Blinded by fear and soaked in the blood of his fallen comrades, Ruo desperately runs through the small Chinese compound, grief stricken having witnessed his friends and allies slain at the hands of that monster.
'gotta sound the alarm…..need to warn the boss…..' he thought to himself as he panted heavily, still sprinting for his life.
He turned a sharp corner, looking around as he held his gun close to him, he reached for the switch on the wall. Ruo flipped the switch and lights came on, illuminating the halls around him, as a blaring noise erupted in the base.
He let out a sigh of relief and moved to turn around and join his allies, but stopped when he felt a sharp pain run through his chest.
"wha…(cough)…no…" Ruo started coughing up blood as he looked to his side and saw the end of a sword protruding from his right shoulder, he looked to his left side to see the object of his fears, stabbing him horizontally through his left shoulder to his right. He looked up, his vision blurry, to see the masked boy at the hilt of the blade, his gaze directed to the alarms that Ruo had just activated.
"God dammit." The masked boy uttered in an exasperated tone as he slowly drew his blade from his victims' body.
Ruo fell, tears falling down his face as everything went dark, the masked boys' dark, emotionless voice echoing through his head as he died.
The masked boy walked off contemplating what had happened, sheathing the bloodied sword and palcing it horizontal across his lower back.
'this job was already tiresome enough, then that miserable bastard got away and started up that god damn loud hailer,' the boy looked up at an alarm as he walked by nonchalantly 'which is starting to get on my fucking nerves.'
The boy furrowed his brow under his mask and pulled a gun out of his long red coat, which went down to his knees, and fired four shots at the device, silencing it.
"over there! I heard gunshots!" a man shouted, presumably to his teammates.
'well that was a fuckin' stupid idea….' The masked assailant quickly drew his blade as he darted round the corner to see the source of the voice turn and face him, fear shot through his eyes and quickly left along with any life they once had, as the boy's trained sword cut clean through the man's body at inhuman speed. The boy didn't waste any time in charging head first at the other men before him, quickly calculating the number of opponents and the best way to eliminate them in the space of a second.
Spinning around and slicing 'idiot number 1's' neck with a knife drawn from his belt, he snatched the enemy's gun out of his dying hands, deciding not to waste any of his own ammo on these weak morons, shot down two enemies with deadly aim.
The boy saw the only enemy left standing, unarmed, having dropped his weapon out of awe at how fast this had happened, so he glared at the easy prey and charged ready to strike, when he saw another man appear through the door to his side priming his weapon to fire.
The assassin quickly stabbed his original target and dragged him in the path of the gunners' poorly aimed bullets, using him as a meat shield. Once he had deduced that the opponent was out of ammo, he kicked the now deceased 'idiot number 4' off his blade towards the gunman, noticing his former partner's corpse flying at him, the newly appointed 'idiot number 5' made a fatal pause whilst reaching for his second firearm. It was only a split second, but long enough for the bloodstained veteran to cut through not only idiot 4's body but idiot 5's head.
All enemies eliminated, he looked up he heard more idiot's running trough the base towards him, deeming further violence to be 'not worth the effort', he jumped up and cut a hole in the ceiling, retreating to the roof.
Crouching and slowly scaling the roof, he thought to himself about the bloody mess he had left be hind him. 'shoot, I was too conspicuous on this job, xemnas is gonna kill me…..' he let out a loud sigh and dropped his head
"hey! I heard a noise!" he heard someone yell from below.
'son of a bitch!' he noticed the risk and quickly stalked across the roof as he though to himself about his job.
'This is a super elite level assignment given to me, vanitas lucis caelum, age:21 codename: the sora no shutai, by xemnas, age:40-something, codename: the superior. He is called that because he is the head of the special execution squad I work for. The group officially has no name, but geeky morons on conspiracy websites have labelled us the 'organization', so that's what everyone calls it.'
Vanitas slides down the roof to the edge peering over to look for guards or, through a lucky stroke, his target.
'it makes sense, since we are sort of a business, xemnas employs gullible dipshits like me to accept missions and jobs from those who can afford it. Weird really…if this is a secret organization then how does anyone contact us to give us assignments? Meh, details.'
Seeing no one, vanitas proceeded down the hallway, being careful not to make any noise, whilst searching for the unfortunate son of a bitch.
'The organization is comprised of mercenaries for hire, we accept mainly bodyguard or assassination contracts, based on the risk level, they send their more experienced cold blooded killers, like me.'
Vanitas came up to a large door and heard multiple voices, among them he heard a particularly nervous one talking to some one with a gruff, jagged voice, referring to him as 'boss Shan Yu'.
"bingo." Vanitas smirked under his mask, and proceeded to sheath his weapon, and turned to face the door.
'this job is for a hit on a Chinese mafia boss called Shan Yu, the local police chief is in over his head with all of this gang activity, so used the organization as a last resort to get this guy. Shan Yu, ironically, specialised in the assassination of uncorrupted officials, so he anticipated my arrival and peaked security, hence the high risk level.'
The still smirking boy placed his hand on the door and began to push lightly. His muscles ached for blood and action.
'there are two strict rules when taking on an assassination job, number one: stealth, in and out, minimal casualties, as inconspicuous as possible.'
Vanitas pushed open the door slowly, taking in every adrenaline filled second.
"thank god for rule two" he whispered, his demonic golden eyes piercing through the crack in the door.
'And number two is...'
Vanitas put both hands on the door and gave it a hard push, the doors flying open and revealing a small army standing in a huge room, with Shan Yu at the back.
He glared and shouted with all of his force
"HEY! WHATS UP FELLAS!"
'those of super elite rank are allowed to ignore the first rule and proceed as they see fit'
Everyone in the room stared at the assassin with wide eyes, vanitas glared at them all. His visor was tinted, so his eyes could not actually be seen, but men, women, and even the boss himself still quivered when they felt his gaze on their face.
"So!" the mafia boss jumped when he realised the masked demon was addressing him.
"I suppose you would be Shan Yu." Vanitas studied him carefully, menacing yellow eyes, dark grey skin, creepy moustache and a big bald patch on the top of his head, vanitas simply rolled his eyes.
'Jesus, this guy's like a villain from a Disney movie' wearing an unimpressed look on his face he looked over when he realised the smelly pensioner was talking to him.
"I suppose you would be the arrogant lackey that bastard Li Shang sent, he never gives up" he looked away at the last part.
Vanitas chuckled when he realised the guy's voice made him sound like a chain smoker. This enraged Shan Yu, who let out a growl.
Vanitas' gaze hardened when he realised the old man was trying to intimidate him. He pulled a gun and shot at Shan Yu, intentionally missing and grazing his cheek as a warning shot, he didn't want the fun to stop so soon.
"DON'T YOU DARE GROWL AT ME YOU WORTHLESS SCUM!" every single one of the bodyguards jumped at the volume and sheer rage in his voice before coming to their senses and pulling their weapons on the boy. They had all manner of equipment, chains, guns, swords, blunt objects, each one suddenly gaining confidence in their sheer numbers, including Shan Yu.
Vanitas paid them no mind. He simply didn't care about them. His attention was focused solely on the bald son of a bitch in front of him who dared to try and undermine him.
Shan Yu smirked and stroked the fresh cut on his face, he would not let this boy show him up.
"So tell me, just why is it you wear a mask?" Shan Yu asked with a hint of condescension in his tone. This pissed of the young caelum to no end, but he decided to be civil and answer, after all, this man was about to die.
"I wear it so I don't need to kill everyone I see on a mission" spoken in a dull tone, vanitas folded his arms and paced, leaving the old man confused.
That made no sense, why would him showing his face affect the people he fought?
Shan Yu's smirk widened to a full blown grin, this intrigued him.
"Now I'm curious," he paused, licking his lips "just what are you hiding under there?"
Vanitas laughed aloud at this, everyone took note of how creepy and evil his laugh was, he spoke, with a chuckle in his voice,
"You wanna see under my mask? Your gonna have to earn it you mouldy old piece of crap"
The 'mouldy old piece of crap' reverted his grin back to a light smirk. And there they stood, as if no one else was in the room, knowing one of them was going to die. The suspense was broken when one of Shan Yu's men lost his nerve and charged at vanitas, immediately vanitas retaliated, throwing a knife at the new 'idiot number 1' and piercing his skull, and then it started vanitas picked up the cowardly (at least by his standards) man's sword and charging straight for the army of bodyguards.
They all opened fire, vanitas avoided the storm of bullets and proceeded to kill the entire front line. Without drawing any of his own weapons, he grabbed a woman with a sword and used her as a shield, shooting through her at the crowd, usually he hated killing women, but desperate times. He discarded the woman's body and proceeded to scale the walls, running along with a trail of bullets lagging behind, vanitas was simply too fast. He descended back down to the floor and ran through the horde, cleaving as much flesh as he could reach, still not getting a scratch on him.
They were hesitant to use their guns given the risk of friendly fire, but when they realised that he was out matching them already they abandoned their comrades and focused solely on surviving the massacre, this only worked to his advantage as he knew they wouldn't hit him he just chuckled and watched them fall apart with fear.
Barely a minute in and vanitas was already up to idiot number 43. He leapt back and pulled two guns, jumping over the crowd and hailing them, laughing at how they scurried like frightened children. He hit the floor and his eyes went wide when he felt something big crash into him, he looked and saw Shan Yu with a feral expression or rage on his face.
'so, he likes to fight alongside his men, good' vanitas smirked and widened his stance, forcing the old man back and breaking away before lunging at the mafia boss, they engaged each other fiercely while darting across the room, accidently killing even more of Shan Yu's men in the process.
Vanitas' blood boiled with excitement as he finally drew his own blade, now wielding two swords, Vanitas charged forward with frightening ferocity and speed.
Shan Yu simply couldn't keep up, he was disarmed, his sword sent flying as vanitas proceeded to cut his arm off, before Shan Yu even had a chance to scream in pain, he was kicked full force in the face, knocking him out and sending him flying into a wall.
Vanitas let out a blood curdling laugh, and charged back into the horde, eyes wide with a murderous glow.
"I LOVE MY JOB!" he bellowed like a madman. Never looking away from the eyes of his victims.
Shan Yu awoke much later, due to loss of blood, he could not stand up. He was in the same place. He looked around and saw no one, well, no one alive. An object caught his eye, a red and black helmet lay discarded on the ground. He hoped that maybe the masked boy had been injured and left him, but he knew that would never be the case. He tried to crawl, using the arm he still had to drag himself across the mass graveyard. He was losing consciousness again. When he heard it. The one sound he never wanted to hear behind him. That laugh that belonged to that monster. He heard footsteps and looked up.
"Picture this" Shan Yu winced at his voice. "In your dying moments, you looked up, and saw the devil himself looking back at you" Shan Yu was picked up by his hair slowly "just what would you do?"
His next words chilled the old man to the core. As he looked up and saw the most horrible face he had ever seen, not disfigured, not ugly, not unsightly at all, but just too frightening to look at "would you beg?"
The devil in human flesh brought a gun up to the old man's chin, with the smirk of a madman and dark golden eyes piercing the soul. The old man could only whimper.
"n-no….please…d…don-" BANG. Silence.
The man known as the Sora no shutai, or empty abomination, hauled himself up and looked around at his handiwork, his smirk slowly faded. Realising he was going to get an earful off xemnas. He ran a hand through his spiked hair and glanced at it, noticing all the blood in his hair he shook his head hard and walked over to his discarded mask. The reason he wore it, was to protect the only family he has left, his twin brother sora. Assassins like him are not popular, if someone saw him on a mission and came after him, they could end up killing sora, since they look exactly alike. So when he's out in the field, no one sees his face, or everyone dies until he feels his brother is safe.
Vanitas walked off satisfied. Placing his mask over his face once again. Looking forward to a shower, and returning home.
AN: so, whaja think? any ideas will be taken into account when writing future chapters.