Ahoyo People, this is my second Fanfiction of two that I am currently interested in/writing.
Hm, well, recently, my Friend introduced me to Akame Ga Kill and I'm seriously hooked. I love this. Just wish there were more chapters to read than 55 at the moment to satisfy my growing need for material to write about and discuss.
On with what I'm writing, eh? Well, this will be, hopefully, a long winded Story. I plan to hopefully make this enjoyable for you while also enjoying writing it.
Basic of this Story:
Tatsumi will be stronger. I have always enjoyed his growth and strength, but when pitted against other Teigu users, he falls a bit short. For me anyway. So I plan to make him stronger from the get go, no exponentially stronger, mind you, we wouldn't want him to be able to solo everyone.
Tatsumi will have his own Teigu. It is of my own creation – I hope – but that is all I'm saying for now.
Expect a Smarter Tatsumi with whit and sarcasm. He won't be heartless, nor a sadist, but he will enjoy his line of work more and do what is completely necessary for the retribution of the Capital.
Humour may be present within scenes as a relief from all the tension, but it will be humour that I find funny. Expect the kind of banter you'd have with your friends and the lark.
Tatsumi will work Solo for a while before he finds and joins the Night Raid.
Pairings, as of yet, are none. I enjoy light flirting between the Social Awkward Akame and Esdeath is bare able to some extent. Those two will be the main love interests while flirting and moments might be shared with others.
I think that's about it for now, so peace y'all, hope you enjoy.
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The old, retired Soldier stood proudly over the kneeling boy in front of him. The cowlick hair falling over his forehead and resting just above his eyes revealing the calm and calculated gaze the boy had on him.
It really was a surprise that the boy still knelt before him, despite knowing that he had been surpassed by his apprentice. What a proud day it was for him, a proud day indeed.
"So young, and yet so powerful. Tatsumi still has miles to go before he reaches his true potential though." The man thought proudly, the boy still looked up to him like a father, having grown up with none of his own in the Village.
The boy named Tatsumi was knelt in front of his Master. His cool, calm gaze giving off the perfect nonchalant vibe, making him almost look as if he wasn't prepared. However, the man knew.
He knew.
It was all a lie. The boy gave off such an air to allow people in close, a sort of bait. There was one significant difference though compared to Tatsumi and the Man.
He, when baiting people in, couldn't hide his power too much. It was a similar problem all Teigu users had, they just couldn't keep the power they extruded concealed. Tatsumi however, had no such problem. It was a concern at first, until the man realised that the boy was doing it on purpose. It was of Genius capability. No one in the history of Teigu users could fully supress their power, yet the boy in front of him had mastered it by the age of 16.
A pure Prodigy.
The tightly coiled muscles that were slightly visible from under his green vest and grey jacket were always poised to strike, always ready to move on a moment's notice.
It was with all of this, and the fact that he had trained the boy himself, that he could safely say that the boy would go far. Farther than anyone else, that he was certain of.
His gaze and lack of smile would have been considered cold and heartless, but it wasn't that at all, Tatsumi was just professional, "Tatsumi," the man started, "It is with pride that I can safely say that you have surpassed me in Power and Swordsmanship." He said, enjoying the small modest smile that appeared on the boy's face.
"You have proven yourself in many areas, some that even I would struggle with. At every hurdle, you overcome it, every challenge is dealt with in the most efficient manner. Yet as you know, this Village is dying." The man said that last part through clenched teeth, his fists clenched tightly.
The small village they lived in was once a warm place, people always smiling and laughing. However, the Capital and its corruption had bled the town dry. No one was happy anymore, and no one laughed. Even the land in and around the village was slowly dying along with its people.
The capital was a sore subject for everyone. The once fair and prosperous city that was inhabited by kind and genuine people was taken over by the greed and corruption that came with money and power. The current leader was too young to know what he was doing, so he was being manipulated in the background. Or so the people had thought.
From a young age, Tatsumi had promised to kill all the corruption in the capital and bring the wealth of his village back to its former glory. A place where everyone could live happily without fear from prejudice.
It was the most he could do for the Village and the man that had cared for him from a young age. He was indebted, no matter how he looked at it.
Yet, Tatsumi also knew he was different. It was almost psychotic. Every plan he had ever made had every variable taken into account, every possible way of the mission being comprised was thought of, and so far, he had come back without a single scratch on his person.
The analytical and strategic pressures of his mind were great. It was like it was second nature to assess every single outcome and variable. His mind would process it at blistering speeds that would make even battle-hard veterans and tacticians think twice about going to war with this boy. Yet he did have one huge weakness.
Experience.
Tatsumi lacked the experience needed to fully comprehend just how powerful an opponent was. The boy could think of so many different ways to end a battle in an instant, yet if the opponent far out-matched him in experience and talent, then the outcomes would all fail.
It was like running head-long into an unmovable wall.
Still, The Veteran couldn't help but show just how proud he was of the boy. He hadn't made many friends, but everyone in the village knew of him.
"You are their saviour, Tatsumi, make sure you do them proud." The man thought to himself as he watched the boy raise from his kneeled position.
The boy in question nodded his head with a small smile present to his Master one last time before he turned slowly and made his way for the village gate.
"Tatsumi!" the man shouted causing the boy to stand still, "One last Mission from me, so listen carefully." He shouted.
"Make sure you become the Saviour we all know you can be! Kill the Corruption! Bring Peace to the Nation once more!" The Man roared with conviction, he hand raised in the air and a happy smile on his face as the boy nodded and started walking again.
It was a proud day for the Veteran. A very proud day indeed.
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The Capital City was huge. No, scratch that; it was humongous. No part of planning could have prepared Tatsumi for just how massive the city was. Humongous walls surrounded the whole of the Empire giving it a circular defence that had lasted for 1000 years despite attacks from all tribes.
It was overbearing, yet you could sense the greed and corruption from miles off.
So stood the boy that had been travelling for 2 days in front of the massive gates that separated him from his mission. One would class his mission as mass genocide, if greed could be classed as a race. Others would say he was Naïve. If you asked the boy himself though, he would say it was for justice.
Justice and killing wouldn't normally go in the same sentence, as people had told him before, but he knew. It was Justice to kill corruption for happiness to be planted. It was murder to kill for testing yourself. However, if it was for peace, he would kill anyone that stood in his way that abhorred the Peace he sought after so.
The boy himself was of medium height with flowing brown hair that reached just above his emerald green eyes. He was wearing a white, high collar jacket over a purple sweater vest and white jeans. He was carrying his tan rucksack and a sword that was horizontal across the bottom of his back.
The sword was special though. He handle was bandaged up, while a small amount of the blade was shown at the nape of the bandages. Pure black steel. Small unnoticeable black wisps of smoke wafted off the blade, the pure energy almost touchable.
It was his sword. The fabled 'Kurai Tamashī'. The boy wouldn't go anywhere without his sword, it was an extension of himself after all.
It was with a heavy sigh that the boy walked straight through the big, steel gates that separated him from the objective. As he strode through the town, looking for an inn, people would stare at him funny and at one point he had overheard the term, 'bumbkin'.
A small, dark cloud appeared above his head as rain started to cascade from it. The people that were staring, seeing his current depression of being looked at, slowly started to back away as if they hadn't even seen the boy.
"Right!" Tatsumi said shouting, "I'm not going to stand here and watch you all stare at me, Where is the nearest Inn?!"
As he looked around, he noticed that no one was by him. The street was deserted and you could briefly hear the crickets signalling his loneliness.
"Why does all this happen to me?" he said while crying anime tears.
"Well hello there, stud." A flirty voice said behind the boy, his muscles tensed ever so slightly but the girl didn't seem to notice.
Tatsumi had turned his head briefly while putting a nervous smile on his face, first impressions were everything after all.
The girl in front of him was a tall, beautiful young woman with large breasts. She has short blond hair with two long bangs that frame the sides of her head and yellow eyes. She wears a scarf around her neck.
"Hey there, ma'am." The boy said politely, he needed to play this right.
The girl regarded his easy smile and nervous gestures with his hands as a 'bumbkin' but she couldn't put her finger on what was so off putting about the boy.
"What are you doing out here all on your own?" the large breasted women asked.
"A Teigu user," the boy thought. He could sense her Teigu on her person, "Her belt," he decided.
"aha, funny story you see. Here I am, minding my own business when people start staring at me. My natural good look, I suppose," he said with a cheeky wink causing the girl to blush, not being used to having someone hit on her when she was trying to swindle them.
"Well you're in luck, because I know just the place," he replied, grabbing his hand flauntingly and dragging him off to a local bar.
The bar was a little dank in places and the chairs were rickety, but that didn't bother Tatsumi, he was gathering intelligence after all.
"I never got your name, missy?" he asked sincerely, his voice showing a bit of apprehension.
She hummed thoughtfully before snapping her fingers and calling out to the barman to bring her a drink, "The names Leone, cutie." She said while winking.
"I'm Tatsumi, at your service."
"What are you doing here, Tatsumi?" she asked gently.
Tatsumi looked at her slightly, his eyes taking in every muscle movements like she was an open book. It wasn't her fault, mind you, she was actually quite skilful at hiding her intentions, but he could see. There wasn't much he couldn't.
Deciding to play along, he pulled out a big bag of money and placed it on the table making Leone jump at the sight, he had her full attention, and the bait was set.
"I'm offering someone with connections in the Imperial Army, this bag of money to get me a secured place right away." He said, conviction present in his voice and a smouldering fire in his eyes, it was such a darn shame she couldn't tell it was faked.
"I have connections!" she shouted back, her voice raising a pitch, her eyes set fully on the bag of money.
"Really? You do, could you get me in the army then?" he asked. Truthfully, he had no reason to join the army or want to join it for that matter, he was just setting himself up with the chance to meet her again. That was his objective currently. His bait was the Money, his line was the Army, and his fish were the Teigu users she was undoubtedly with.
"Of course, stay right here and I'll take this money to them right away!" she didn't even let him reply, she grabbed the money and ran from the bar, her half drank drink still left where she was sat.
He was using her really, the bag was mostly filled with rocks anyway.
Sighing at having nothing to do now that she had left, Tatsumi picked himself out of his chair and headed straight for the door, his presence merely disappearing without the bartender knowing he had left.
Within an hour, the sun had already set and the darkness was suddenly taking over. This was his element, he was born in the shadows, and the shadows were his friends.
Taking a seat on a street corner against a concrete stump, Tatsumi hefted his bag so that he could lie up the wall. His head was pointed to the sky as to watch the stars, a small hobby of his. It would always take his mind off of his scheming and plans for a little while and send him into a clam bliss of ecstasy.
"Oh my," A voice alerted him to another presence near him, a young girl, the boy deduced, "Surely we should help him, guards." She said warmly, intent radiating off her more than heat does the sun.
"Bingo." The boy thought with a mad smirk on his face. This was how he was going to meet Leone and her Teigu friends.
It wouldn't be long now.
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Well what do you think? I will admit, I kind of rushed the last bits a little, but this is a Prologue of sorts, so please, any and all feedback is welcome.
Peace out y'all, Night!
RxR