{Disclaimer: I'm going to make this plain and simple: Ranma ½ always have
and always will belong to Rumiko Takahashi. ta da!}
The Caged Tiger
Prologue:
God damn the world. I'm stuck here in the middle of a freezing road and the fucking bastard won't show up. "I'll kill him, I'll first rip off a few of his appendages then slowly tear away the." I continued on muttering to myself, as I shot cold glares at the passerbyers who seemed a little, too curious. "Screw this," I said as I turned around and suddenly there standing in my way was a tall slightly lanky man.
"You're late," I told him as my fingers tightened in anger. "I would advice little tiger that you do not do anything foolish, especially here in the public, you don't know what my employer might do," he said, his deep voice breaking through my thoughts.
"What do you want?" I asked angrily as I tightened my fingers around the handle of the gun in my pocket. The man just stared down at me, God. how much I wished I could wring his neck right then. Then, finally he laughed as he smiled unnervingly and said smoothly, "Guess." "I don't have time to waste right now Yasuo, tell me what you want," I demanded as my finger unconsciously found its way to the trigger. His tone became serious and business like as he pulled out a large manila folder and handed it to me.
"The boss wants you to track this man down, and finish him off before next Friday, got it?" he asked as he thrusted the folders toward me. I snatched them and quickly turned around as I made my way through the thin layer of snow.
I tucked the folder in to the safety of the inner pocket in my long black coat. I was too damn cold to be curious and the only place I wished to be right then was to be at home. And that was farther away than I would have liked it to be.
I quickly hailed a cab and entered into the small stuffy car. I ignored the vague odor of cigarettes and air fresheners as I placed my attention on the little warmth I was receiving through the tiny slots of the heater.
"Take me to the Shinjuku-ku, Acacia apartments and make it quick," I snapped at the driver. He grunted in reply as he revved the engines and made his way into the busy streets of Tokyo, Japan.
Oh yes, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Akane Tendo, or other wise known as Tora the most infamous assassin in Japan.
A/N Hey! Me again, well I'm actually finding myself wanting to write more and more each day. so instead of doing my summer homework. here I am. writing fan fictions. or actually just editing them. I had my sister look over these and we both found some major mistakes. and poor wording. blech. well any who, thanks for waiting (if you are) and hope you can enjoy this as much as I am. Much love!~
The Caged Tiger
Prologue:
God damn the world. I'm stuck here in the middle of a freezing road and the fucking bastard won't show up. "I'll kill him, I'll first rip off a few of his appendages then slowly tear away the." I continued on muttering to myself, as I shot cold glares at the passerbyers who seemed a little, too curious. "Screw this," I said as I turned around and suddenly there standing in my way was a tall slightly lanky man.
"You're late," I told him as my fingers tightened in anger. "I would advice little tiger that you do not do anything foolish, especially here in the public, you don't know what my employer might do," he said, his deep voice breaking through my thoughts.
"What do you want?" I asked angrily as I tightened my fingers around the handle of the gun in my pocket. The man just stared down at me, God. how much I wished I could wring his neck right then. Then, finally he laughed as he smiled unnervingly and said smoothly, "Guess." "I don't have time to waste right now Yasuo, tell me what you want," I demanded as my finger unconsciously found its way to the trigger. His tone became serious and business like as he pulled out a large manila folder and handed it to me.
"The boss wants you to track this man down, and finish him off before next Friday, got it?" he asked as he thrusted the folders toward me. I snatched them and quickly turned around as I made my way through the thin layer of snow.
I tucked the folder in to the safety of the inner pocket in my long black coat. I was too damn cold to be curious and the only place I wished to be right then was to be at home. And that was farther away than I would have liked it to be.
I quickly hailed a cab and entered into the small stuffy car. I ignored the vague odor of cigarettes and air fresheners as I placed my attention on the little warmth I was receiving through the tiny slots of the heater.
"Take me to the Shinjuku-ku, Acacia apartments and make it quick," I snapped at the driver. He grunted in reply as he revved the engines and made his way into the busy streets of Tokyo, Japan.
Oh yes, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Akane Tendo, or other wise known as Tora the most infamous assassin in Japan.
A/N Hey! Me again, well I'm actually finding myself wanting to write more and more each day. so instead of doing my summer homework. here I am. writing fan fictions. or actually just editing them. I had my sister look over these and we both found some major mistakes. and poor wording. blech. well any who, thanks for waiting (if you are) and hope you can enjoy this as much as I am. Much love!~