Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin.
Notes: I decided to write something different. Then I came up with this. A one-shot death-fic. I know, I know, it's been done before. But who cares. This is from Kenshins point of view. Warning: This is a very sad fic. Therefore, keep a tissue handy. I cried while writing the end. I'd like to dedicate this fic to the following people: My brothers, my dad, and my loyal fans.
BTW, thanx to Hieis2dreamer for the cool title idea. It really helped.
The Death of A Hero
"You should not be gambling," I told Sanosuke. Sano shook his head. "You're no fun," he said. I chuckled a little. Suddenly, a young man entered the room. His clothes were torn and he was bleeding. "What happened to you?" I asked. "The Hourglass Murderer," the man said weakly as he fell to the ground. There was a note in his hand.
The next killing will take place at noon. ~The Hourglass Murderer.
"He always leaves a note saying when he'll kill next. He always kills on the hour and occasionally says where he's gonna make the killing," Sano said, "He usually kills in the market, though," I dropped the note and ran.
I stopped dead in my tracks. Miss Misao and Miss Megumi lay in the road. Their throats had been slit open. They were dead. I picked up the next note.
I feel like killing at the shack just outside of town. How about one o'clock? ~H.M.
The shack just outside of town. That was where Ayame and Suzumi were! I ran through the crowd towards the shack.
The bodies of Ayame and Suzumi were on the ground just outside the shack. They had been killed. I picked up the note.
I feel like the market once more. Two o'clock. ~H.M
I sped towards the market. 'I hope that I'm not too late,' I thought.
I held back tears. Yahiko was dead now. I read the next note.
Three o'clock. Just outside of town. ~H.M.
I hoped that I would make it in time to save the victim.
I was too late. Sano had read the note and tried to stop the killer. But he had failed. Now he lay dead. His throat slit. I nearly choked back the tears. I read the note.
Now for something completely different. I will kill at exactly five o'clock. The place? The Kamiya Dojo. ~H.M.
The Kamiya dojo! I ran as fast as I could. I would not be able to bear the death of Miss Kouru as well as the others.
I ran into the courtyard. Kouru was there. "Miss Kouru!" I cried. "Kenshin," she said, "I love you," I couldn't hold it in any longer. Hot tears ran down my cheeks. I had been too late to save any of my friends. Every one of them was dead. I picked up the latest note.
I will kill in the market once more. The next to die will die at six o'clock. ~H.M.
I saw everyone I had ever known laying dead in the street. Anger filled my very being. "I swear that I will kill the Hourglass Murderer," I said in a deadly tone. I slowly went to the market.
I saw the murderer. He attacked. But I dodged and used the final attack of the Hiten-Mitsurugi sword style. The killer lay dead at my feet. Then I realized what I had done. I had broken my vow. I had no choice but to die. I held my reverse-blade sword against my chest. "I do not deserve to continue living," I said, "Kenshin Himura, the Battousai, is no more," I ran my sword through my heart. I saw my life flash before my eyes. It was then that I realized that I was still needed in this world. There were others who needed my help. But it was too late to do anything. Tears escaped me once more. 'I want to live,' I thought as I took my last few breaths. I had lost the only thing I had had left. My life.
A/N: I don't believe I wrote something so depressing. Please R/R. Flame all you want. I don't care. The reason I wrote this was because I felt like doing something different. This fic made me realize how precious life is. If you think of a good title, tell me. If no one gives me a good title, I'll call it The End of My Life. That's the best I can think of. Tell me what you think of this fic. And be open-minded. Ja ne!
Notes: I decided to write something different. Then I came up with this. A one-shot death-fic. I know, I know, it's been done before. But who cares. This is from Kenshins point of view. Warning: This is a very sad fic. Therefore, keep a tissue handy. I cried while writing the end. I'd like to dedicate this fic to the following people: My brothers, my dad, and my loyal fans.
BTW, thanx to Hieis2dreamer for the cool title idea. It really helped.
The Death of A Hero
"You should not be gambling," I told Sanosuke. Sano shook his head. "You're no fun," he said. I chuckled a little. Suddenly, a young man entered the room. His clothes were torn and he was bleeding. "What happened to you?" I asked. "The Hourglass Murderer," the man said weakly as he fell to the ground. There was a note in his hand.
The next killing will take place at noon. ~The Hourglass Murderer.
"He always leaves a note saying when he'll kill next. He always kills on the hour and occasionally says where he's gonna make the killing," Sano said, "He usually kills in the market, though," I dropped the note and ran.
I stopped dead in my tracks. Miss Misao and Miss Megumi lay in the road. Their throats had been slit open. They were dead. I picked up the next note.
I feel like killing at the shack just outside of town. How about one o'clock? ~H.M.
The shack just outside of town. That was where Ayame and Suzumi were! I ran through the crowd towards the shack.
The bodies of Ayame and Suzumi were on the ground just outside the shack. They had been killed. I picked up the note.
I feel like the market once more. Two o'clock. ~H.M
I sped towards the market. 'I hope that I'm not too late,' I thought.
I held back tears. Yahiko was dead now. I read the next note.
Three o'clock. Just outside of town. ~H.M.
I hoped that I would make it in time to save the victim.
I was too late. Sano had read the note and tried to stop the killer. But he had failed. Now he lay dead. His throat slit. I nearly choked back the tears. I read the note.
Now for something completely different. I will kill at exactly five o'clock. The place? The Kamiya Dojo. ~H.M.
The Kamiya dojo! I ran as fast as I could. I would not be able to bear the death of Miss Kouru as well as the others.
I ran into the courtyard. Kouru was there. "Miss Kouru!" I cried. "Kenshin," she said, "I love you," I couldn't hold it in any longer. Hot tears ran down my cheeks. I had been too late to save any of my friends. Every one of them was dead. I picked up the latest note.
I will kill in the market once more. The next to die will die at six o'clock. ~H.M.
I saw everyone I had ever known laying dead in the street. Anger filled my very being. "I swear that I will kill the Hourglass Murderer," I said in a deadly tone. I slowly went to the market.
I saw the murderer. He attacked. But I dodged and used the final attack of the Hiten-Mitsurugi sword style. The killer lay dead at my feet. Then I realized what I had done. I had broken my vow. I had no choice but to die. I held my reverse-blade sword against my chest. "I do not deserve to continue living," I said, "Kenshin Himura, the Battousai, is no more," I ran my sword through my heart. I saw my life flash before my eyes. It was then that I realized that I was still needed in this world. There were others who needed my help. But it was too late to do anything. Tears escaped me once more. 'I want to live,' I thought as I took my last few breaths. I had lost the only thing I had had left. My life.
A/N: I don't believe I wrote something so depressing. Please R/R. Flame all you want. I don't care. The reason I wrote this was because I felt like doing something different. This fic made me realize how precious life is. If you think of a good title, tell me. If no one gives me a good title, I'll call it The End of My Life. That's the best I can think of. Tell me what you think of this fic. And be open-minded. Ja ne!