Ugh, this story was getting on my nerves, so I decided to revise it. I hope it's a little better now. There aren't any really noticeable adjustments until Chapter 3, though.

Chapter 1 – A Taste of the Warrior

Night was falling. One of the darkest nights that had ever followed the setting of the sun in this violent age of Bakumatsu. But still the young girl with the sword in her hand ran on. You'd think this mysterious darkness would slow her down and make her wonder why Kami-sama had decided to shut his eyes so completely to the world that night….but then, nothing ever fazed her anyway. Her only objective was to kill who she had to kill, get back to the hideout and get some sleep. After all, assassins were humans too…

Even though many people thought otherwise.

The mansion was much bigger than she thought. Well, Oyadama(1) sure knows how to pick his victims, she thought while looking up at the splendor before her with the closest thing you could get to an awed look from the normally expressionless eyes. Oh well…why the hell should I care. I'm just going to kill the man and get out. Silently she jumped over the gate and proceeded to the door. Damn! She cursed quietly…she had just stepped on a twig.

"Who's there?" shouted one of the guards at the door. "I warn you intruder…we're armed!"

Pathetic, thought the girl. What a wimp. All this wealth and power and these were the best he could get to guard it? Feh, why am I complaining. This is just going to make things easier for me.

"I suppose it would be no good to ask you to get out of my way…" started the girl in a low and husky voice. Those who knew anything about her would have backed off immediately upon hearing this tone of voice…but these ignorant guards decided so smartly to ignore her.

"HA! So you WERE an intruder! GET HIM!" yelled the captain of the guards.

"Excuse me…HIM?" said the girl her temper flaring. Think of the mission, she told herself.

"Wait…that's not a man's voice," one of the men suddenly realized. "Could it be…?" But it was too late. Before the guards knew what was happening they had all been slashed along with the door. Their blood sprayed out in torrents.

Hmf. Boring…

She silently made her way the through the rooms of the mansion. Finally she found the one she was looking for. It wasn't exactly hard, either. No sensible businessman would establish his quarters with such luxury. Such lavish quarters were a dead giveaway. But businessmen these days were SO vain.

She pushed the door open.

"Wake up you fool. I need to ask you a few things before you die."

This drug dealer, Okuda Hozumi, was who she had been sent to interrogate then kill. Lately he had not been sleeping well because of the fear of being assassinated. So naturally he woke up immediately with the touch of the hand on his shoulder.

"Who are you –"

He shut his mouth immediately when he caught sight of the sword pressed against his throat.

"First a few questions. So, who were you selling these drugs of yours to, Okuda-san?"

"Why do you care?" he asked, his voice trembling.

"Now, now...this really isn't the way to talk to someone who has come to kill you…"

"WHAT?"

"Enough, you fool. Answer, and I'll make your death painless", said the girl, annoyance now clearly vibrating through her voice.

"I've been selling to the yakuza gang called Hishimanji-Guren... (A/N: yes I got this from the first volume…I couldn't think of any other name for a yakuza gang! But unlike those fools, my Hishimanji are A LOT more dangerous. .)

"With what? Come on now, own up."

"With…information about the organization of assassins called the Death League…"

The girl's eyes widened at this information. But it was exactly what she had been sent to find out. "Thank you. Now I'm going to be polite…any questions for me before you die?"

"Who…who are you? Who sent you to…to…kill me?"

"My name is Kamiya Kaoru. They call me Death Whisper. I work for the Death League. Yup, the same Death League that you've been passing information on. You should consider yourself lucky that the one that is going to kill you is me and not the yakuza…that was false information you were feeding them."

Okuda's eyes widened at this. "Wha…What?" he whispered hoarsely.

"No time to worry about that now is there? Nice meeting you Okuda-san. But now it's time to go to bed. Goodbye."

Her sword slashed his neck and he was dead. Well if that wasn't a total waste of my time…thought Kaoru. But at least I get to go back now.

Okay, there you go! Hopefully I've improved it a bit now.

(1) Oyadama – boss; chief; head

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