Title: Divine Assassin

Author:: Tiamo D

Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Kingdom Hearts.

Rating: M

Summary: Kairi thinks she is living the perfect life, making a living out of slaying those who have done wrong to others, for a hefty price, of course. But when her latest assassination compels the victims sister to seek revenge, what happens when their meeting unravels dark secrets from Kairi's past? (AU)

Author's Note: Finally back in the fan-fic biz…yay! Ok well I've had this idea floating around for awhile and finally decided to get to work on it. Please review whether you love it or hate it!

Category: Drama/Crime

Spoilers: None.

Feedback: Greatly Appreciated.

Setting: Nerezza (The World That Never Was)

Chapter One: Sepsis

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June 4th, 2008 - Dye Rd. (Outskirts of Nerezza) - 3:43 AM

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It was a cold night, or morning, whatever you want to call it, too cold, I still remember the thickness in the air, the uneasiness I felt as we approached our destination. "We", you say? Ah, how rude of me, my name is Larxene Lavoie, Detective of the NPD, not my dream job but I wouldn't have it any other way, great pay plus there is nothing like a good mystery, and that indescribable feeling of satisfaction and excitement when you put all the puzzle pieces together.

My Partner was Detective Frode, she's used many different names, so we just call her Frode. She has always been quiet, never engages in small-talk, very straight-to-the-point and only speaks when relevant to a case. Quite annoying if you ask me….yet…she is one of the best, so we often don't question her.

"What's the matter, Lavoie? You seem nervous." Frode asked, her eyes glued to the road with hands on wheel.

"I…I'm not sure, I guess I've always been kind of creeped out by dark, secluded, foresty areas."

"Foresty?" Frode asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Um….yeah..,.."

Frode rolled her eyes

"You know, this is supposedly the most gory scene Nerezza has ever seen since the Rosenberg incident 20 years ago…If you can't handle some 'creepy' trees what makes you think you can -"

"-I'M FINE!" I shouted, albeit a bit louder than what I expected.

"I hope so, the last thing we need is an ambulance for a detective who faints at the sight of an owl."

"Whatever." I muttered beneath my breath.

As I sat in the passengers seat and gazed at the starry sky I couldn't help but feel this uneasy feeling in my stomach, I just didn't understand. I've faced rapists, murderers, the twisted and insane. I've stared into the face of death many times, hell, I have been clinically dead at least 2 times. There is just something about this case, something different…sinister, if you may…I just have a bad feeling about this…

"Hey, were there!" Frode said with a hint of excitement in her voice.

"Fuck…"

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We pulled up to the crime scene. It was an old farm with a huge barn and a trailer with a large shed/garage a few feet away, ugh, I hate farms. It was surrounded by police cruisers with lights flashing….I've never seen so many at one scene before…wow….why am I shaking?

Frode and I ducked under the crime scene tape cutting off the garage from the rest of the property. We edged closer to the door as my heartbeat increased as well as the smell of rotting, dead things, I feel sick, it must be the country. We stood by the door leading to the scene, just as I was about to open the door we were stopped by Garret, the coroner.

"Wait a minute ladies, the FBI is investigating inside." Garret stated, seemingly dumbfounded and looked ill

"What the hell are they doing here?" Frode asked with a drop of anger.

"All they said was it was a possible threat to national security."

I felt even more anxious by the second.

"Is….is it really that bad?" I asked

Garret sighed

"It's not a pretty sight…I've seen a lot of things the last ten years….but this…this is like something from a horror movie…"

I sat on an old tire laying at the end of the garage. I was confused yet intrigued…yet also nervous. What is so horrifying inside there? Why is the FBI involved? This is undoubtedly the biggest thing that has ever happened here for a long time. As I sat in thought, a car pulled up to the scene. It was a purple sports car…shit….it's Zexion.

Zexion is a journalist and head writer of Zerezza Daily, the city newspaper. He is also NPD's biggest pain in the ass. We have had to arrest him on more than one occasion. Always sticking his nose in places where it doesn't belong. I've also known him personally since high school, we were quite the couple, that is until he cheated on me with my gay brother, Demyx. I've never really forgave my brother for that, but why the fuck should I? It was a long time ago…but still. There is a reason why most people won't fuck with me after all. I'm still close to my other siblings though, there is my little sis Namine, slightly neurotic, but she's also the most sweetest person you could ever meet. Then there is Roxas, my big brother. He is the only person in the world who has always been there for me, no matter what. He was the only one who ever visited me in intensive care, the only one who ever stood up for me, and the only one who didn't bitch and curse at me through my pregnancy scare…but…erm…that's another story. But yeah, he's great, and Namine looks up to him…thank god not me.

"Well well well, look at what the cat dragged in." Zexion said with a smirk.

I stood up from the tire, I'm not in the mood for his shit.

"Zexion, leave now or I will arrest you for harassment."

"Oh, aren't we touchy? So, give me the inside scoop!" He stated, pulling out his little digital camcorder pointing it directly at me.

"If I knew I would tell you, oh, wait, no I wouldn't. I won't know until the FBI is done investigating. "

"O-M-G THE FBI IS INVOLVED!?! Oh, tell us more!" He squealed, the camera light blinding me…oh shit, what did I just do?

"Damnit, give me that!"

I immediately snatched the camera from his dainty hand and smashed it against the cement, bursting into hundreds of little pieces.

"YOU BITCH! THAT WAS $700!" He screamed before backhanding me across the face.

"That's it!"

I immediately clenched my fist and punched him right in his fucking face, sending him straight to the ground on his stomach. I quickly reached for my handcuffs under my trench coat and squatted over him and quickly cuffed him.

"I'll fucking kill you you fucking whore!" he screamed violently.

I motioned for one of the officers to place him in one of the cars as I searched for the SD card on the ground scattered among the hundreds of camera pieces, after finding it I slid it into my pocket.

"You know you will have to pay for that camera, right? Frode said.

"Yeah, but it's worth keeping the asshole in jail for a few days"

"True story." She laughed…I don't think I've ever seen her laugh before.

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A approaching officer motioned for Garret and Frode to go to him. They all gave each other uncomfortable glances at each other before they all glared at me with a concerned look.

"What's wrong guys? I asked

Frode walked up to me.

"Larxene…I think I should take you home." she stated, with a concerned voice, she has never called me by my first name before…oh god what is going on?

"What's wrong?? You're scaring me!"

Garret walked to me and got on his knee, making eye-level with me.

"Th-they…they confirmed the body….it's Roxas…I'm so sorry." He said, in a soft tone.

My heart stopped.

"No…"

My breathing quickened, my heart jumped, they're lying they have to be!

I instantly jumped and ran to the door, I wasn't thinking, I couldn't , this isn't real!

Frode immediately grabbed my wrists from behind.

"Larxene NO! You don't need to see this! It could compromise potential evidence!"

"FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING CRIME SCENE!"

I quickly jabbed her in the stomach with my elbow, I knew she probably fell to the ground but my mind didn't register it. I ran inside the garage screaming my brothers name unprepared for what was inside…

My brain said to stop running, but it was too late, it slid and fell in to a cold, thick, liquid. It was everywhere, on the floor, the walls, and the ceiling, it was blood. I lifted my body up only to slip on the floor again, I was on hands and knees. The stench was overwhelming, I looked around, body parts….were every where, there were chains hanging from the ceiling, one of which had an amputated arm shackled to it.

Organs were thrown around everywhere, various tools, hammers, chainsaws, axes, hatchets, and knives lied on the floor, all drenched in blood and some with bits of flesh on them..

I looked to my left and saw a waistless, armless, and headless torso, drenched in blood and gutted, on it's chest was a large black tattoo of a cross…exactly like Roxas' tattoo.

I couldn't breathe, my whole body started convulsing, this isn't happening. And that's when I saw it, only inches in front of my face was Roxas' decapitated head, his face etched with horror as his dead eyes stared into mine. I felt my stomach twisting as my throat violently contracted and puked all over his head. I tried to breathe but my lungs wouldn't fill up, my whole body weakened and numb as my arms finally gave in and my face smacked against the cement floor. My sight went blurry before finally fading to black.

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I walked into my hotel room after a long day of work, it's so hard being a girl in the work place theses days, so many expectations. I walked into the bathroom and slid off my long, red, silk dress and hopped into the shower. I love taking I just love the feeling of the dirt and grime slide right off my nicely-toned body. Afterwards, I slid into a nice silk nightgown and walked and sat at the table. I reached the wooden box on the left and opened it, revealing my collection of joints and blunts.

"Hmm…. Is tonight a White Widow night or a Hydro night….hmm……White Widow."

I opened the White Widow section of my pot box and delicately picked up the blunt and placed it on my lips, I grabbed the red Bic and lit it and took a deep inhale, then exhale.

I closed the box and slid it across the table, I then grabbed the laptop off of my bed and placed it on the table, I hit the power button and it turned on instantly. it's a nifty little tool, its about half the size of a normal laptop and can get an instant wireless internet connection just about anywhere in the world. it's a wet dream for nerds.

I clicked the start button then went to the "Run" thingy and typed in "" in the box and hit enter, which took me too the laptop's hidden program, it's whole purpose itself. The screen simply turned black, and this is the tricky part. I now have approximately five seconds to type in my password before the laptops "self-destruct" program that instantly and permanently deletes all files, for security reasons. But I typed it in fast and flawlessly, of course..

It then went to a black page with millions of codes encrypting in the background with a large message saying "Status: Connecting" after about 15 seconds it finally said "Status: Connected".

I Smiled.

Then, through the laptop, a synthesized voice (Again, security reasons)began to speak to me, a female woman with an English accent, her name is Diana, my controller.

"What is your mission status?" The voice asked.

"Target Roxas Lavoie, Eliminated."

"Excellent work, Kairi."

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End Of Chapter 1