Disclaimer: I don't own Kenshin and Co. and I never will. I thought about this story long and hard and decided I would try a different method of writing so I put it in first person to see how I did in that light. Tell me what you think!

Chapter 1: The Shadow Walker

Kenshin's POV:

Hi. My name is Kenshin Himura and back in the day, I was the most notorious assassin in the country of Japan. I was known as the Hitokiri Battosai and I left none alive in my wake. I was an emotionless killing machine and none could break my façade of ice. That is…until she entered my life…

November 20, 2005

"Ah! Himura! My favorite moneymaker! How are you?" That annoying demonic man asked with a cheery shake of my hand as I sat down inside the large, smoky teahouse room. Katsuki was never seen unless it was in here or one of his hired help's apartments.

"Like you care as long as you are on top of things." I said coldly at my boss. Even he wasn't able to ignore the ice in my voice and I grinned on the inside as he shivered.

"Yes, well just do your job. Here…" Katsuki passed to me a black envelope that I knew so very well. Inside lay the fate of a person that, at this moment, had no clue they were the next target of the infamous Battosai. "Follow the directions to the letter."

Katsuki was a dangerous man with a special power. He was a telepath. He could contact me through his mind and my own and the feeling was disgusting. It was like having a snake slither around your mind and thoughts. And I was one of the few that had the horrid privilege to experience Katsuki's demonic power.

I nodded and, with one last cold glance, walked out of the teahouse and into the cold, winter night. My car was parked in the back alleyway. It was a black mustang with a sleek leather interior. I turned the ignition on and drove off towards the 25-floor apartment complex that was owned by Katsuki. He gave each of his 'employees' an apartment to live in. The entire building was full of Katsuki's assassins and each had their own car, apartment, and as many weapons they want of their choice.

I looked around my dank apartment on the 24th floor and critiqued it. I had a black leather recliner and a matching couch placed in front of the fireplace, where a mantel hung just above. On the mantel was a rack that was holding a katana and a kodatchi. The room was very dreary and not exactly homey. A medium sized TV stood in the corner of my living room and it wasn't exactly decorative and I had a bar-counter for my kitchen table and a couple cupboards. The entire apartment, really, had no fungshuai at all.

I sighed and decided to open the black envelope and see whose fate was sealed inside. I read the information on a little card inside and memorized it. It read:

526 S. Sakura Dr. Room 312

Take alive and kill all who interfere

Keep with you until December 31, 2005

Then meet me at the teahouse for further instructions

There was a picture inside the envelope of a smiling young woman with long raven hair and eyes like the ocean. On the back of the picture was added information that read:

Name: Kamiya, Kaoru

Age: 21

Birthday: December 19, 2005

Current Residence: Takahashi Research for Mental and Physical Phenomenon

MAKE AS COMFORTABLE AS POSSIBLE!!

I groaned and tossed the into the blazing fire that was burning in the fireplace and tucked the picture into my wallet. I stared as the letter crackled and shriveled up as the flames licked and danced around it. I soon found myself wondering if, when I die, my soul will twist and shrivel in the flames of hell.

The sound of my clock chiming 11 pulled me out of my revere. I stood and walked to the bedroom and gazed into my closet. All black clothes glared back at me. I pulled out my leather pants and black muscle-shirt and threw them on. I slipped on my black army boots that buckled up and had silver chains on them and tossed on a long black trench coat that would cover my swords. For the finishing touch, I pulled my long, blood red hair into a high ponytail. My amber eyes stood out amongst the black outfit, but that was the most fearful and eerie quality of me, and that was what I was going for.

I grabbed my swords and set them in their belt and carefully hid them inside my coat. After securing the door to my apartment I took off into the night.

While I drove, I silently contemplated my mission. "What am I, a babysitter?" I growled as I parked a couple blocks away from the building that held my goal. A dark cloud gloomed over the wannabe asylum. I walked forword towards the girl's room. Killing all those in my way with a silent slash, I grabbed the doorknob. Twisting it in my hands the door swung open to reveal a young woman. Her eyes were startled to see me…and my blood covered attire. "I suppose you are here for me." She said with a surprising calmness in her voice. She stepped out. "Well lets go before the cops come. You triggered the silent alarm when you opened my door." I blinked and swiftly led the way to the car, bewildered by this raven-haired girl and her mystery.

Short I know!!! FORGIVE ME!!!!!!! I wanna see how many reviews I can get on this before I move on to the next chapter so review please!!!!!\

-Amori