Fairy Mi: Hello Readers!! Welcome to KaneistaFireFoxObsession's new story!
Michiru: Hope you enjoy and just so you know, everything in this particular story from chapters 1-(I'll get back to you on that….)are sole property of-
KFFO: ME, KaneistaFireFoxObsession KFFO for short (No this is not my real name but like hell I'm gonna give that out like free samples of cookies). And I will not tolerate anyone saying otherwise or stealing my stuff.
You steal you lose those precious hands you use to type, they get minced, blended and turned into a milkshake which will be forcibly shoved down your thieving throat. Get it? Got it? Good, cause I don't like to repeat myself and have very low tolerance for the likes of such people who steal, kay?
Fairy Mi:…..ooookkkkkaaayyy, now that that's said on with the story!
Chapter 1- An Assassin's beginning.
December 20th,1899...HE was born to Mr. and Mrs. Thompson Cordeta in the middle of the night. The Cordetas were known in the little, but prosperous town of Issora, as a clan of elite assassins. Whenever there needed a tyrant to be taken down or the like who wished the destruction of Issora and steal their sacred treasure: the Palinta Jewel which was the source of the villages' hope and strength, everyone knew who to turn to.
When the Cordeta's son was born, they worried that their lifestyle was not suitable for a child and so sent him to live with his grandfather. However, the child was never truly separated from his parents, his grandfather gave them life in stories and tales, telling them to his grandson as often as possible.
As the boy grew older, he soon asked to be trained in the practice of his parent's profession: "I want to be like my parents and continue to bring honor and justice to this village, my home, with them and long after they are gone, just like in granpa's stories." Although shocked that a kid wanted such a life, everyone agreed and began teaching him the assassin's life.
The young Cordeta learned quickly and seemed to have such a knack for being an assassin that it was as easy and natural as breathing to him. He soon passed his parents and the village's expectations and skills. Word spread quickly throughout the village as well as neighboring towns and cities, who were quick to hire this "master assassin" to complete tasks.
The most constant hirer was a man who went by Briggs, who was very much like an uncle to this young assassin. Briggs even gave the child an official title, although it was the village who had originally come up with it. "You know kid, an assassin should have an official title…from this moment on, you are Yuki- assassin born in the snow who is just as deadly and accurate as the winter elements in the dark of night."
Then THAT day came, the day that would change Yuki and the little but prosperous town of Issora, forever…
End Chapter 1
Fairy Mi: ooooohhhhh, nice work KFFO. I like it!
KFFO: Thank you Fairy Mi, your criticism and opinion is valued.
Michiru: Okay readers, please review. Reviews are necessary for the continuance and quality of the story. Thanks for reading!
Fairy Mi: Your so blunt Michiru, can't you say something a bit more interesting?
Michiru: Bug off Fairy Mi, your one to talk..
Fairy Mi: (looks hurt and angry) You jerk, who do you think runs this thing?! (tackles him and starts cloud fight)
KFFO: Oh boy…sorry readers, I'll try making the intermissions more interesting but at the moment my inspiration gage went to hell, so just leave reviews and I'll work hard to produce good intermissions as well as continue the story, kay?
ALL: BYE GUYS!! (fight cloud continues)
KFFO: (hangs head in shame and annoyance)