Assassin
Sakuraharuno64
Prologue
He didn't mind this life. Being an assassin. He was a sadist, or that's what he and everyone around him thought. He had just killed another victim. The warm blood splattered everywhere, including his emotionless face. He didn't mind this though. He simply wiped it off with his sleeve. He stood there for a while. The wind blew and ruffled his short, spiky hair. He then sheathed his sword and walked away. He walked down a long street. The street was filled with eerie shadows, cast by the little light the moon gave off. He didn't mind any of it. He just kept walking. He stopped in front of a building. He slowly walked in, and saw his employer sitting in a chair. The man smiled at the one that walked in. He clapped his hands, and servants came running, one with a bag of money, another with a tray that had two cups of tea. The man gestured for him to take a seat. The murderer obeyed, and sat down. The servant with the tray handed his master a cup of tea, the walked over to the other man, and handed him a cup as well. He began to drink, after his boss began to drink. The man clapped his hands softly, and smiled at him.
"You did a good job, killing him. I'm surprised a kid like you was that powerful. I was wrong for underestimating you. I apologize for that." The man said, as one of the servants gave him the money. The boy opened it and looked at the money, and frowned.
"What's wrong?" he asked, the boy drew his sword.
"Do not cheat me! There is 500000 yen. There is supposed to be 600000 yen." The boy yelled, the man was getting mad.
"How dare you accuse me of cheating someone like you! I am not so cheap as to cheat a man that has done a good deed in my eyes!" he yelled, the boy pointed his sword, at the mans throat.
"Give me the other 100000 or I shall slay you right here." He said, quietly, hatred was laced into his voice. The man was sweating now, and nervous. He didn't want to die here, but he also did not want to give up the rest of the money. Before the man could get his answer out, there was a sword protruding from his throat. The man died right there. The murderer turned around and stared at the servants.
"Get me the rest, or I shall kill you as well." He commanded, the servants nodded their heads and ran off to get the money. A few moments passed, and the came back with his 100000 yen. The man took the money and left.
It was morning now. He walked down a long dirt rode to get into a town, his student following closely behind him. His old master lived in this town. He planned to make a quick visit. As they got to the edge of town, people stared and started whispering. 'Look, its him.' 'I wonder who he was sent to kill.' 'honey go inside. And don't come out until I get you.' People stood there in a crowd while others ran into their houses, and locked the doors, and closed the shutters. He was used to reactions like this. Such was the life as an assassin. He continued to walk, then one comment drew his attention. 'Your kidding me? That kid is supposed to be the great assassin that all of you are scared of? He's nothing more than a kid!' The assassin got angry at this comment. He drew his sword, and swung it. The sword stopped as it barely touched the neck of the man that had underestimated him. The man gulped, and started to sweat.
"Do not underestimate me. Next time, I will cut off your head. This has been everyone's warning." He said only loud enough for the people to hear him. He continued walking. The rest of the way was quiet. No one dared speak now. He found the house where his old master called home. He walked in. It stayed the same since the days where he was younger, and studying under him. The man sat there staring at him. Then at the younger one.
"You've grown. And you have taken in an apprentice?" he asked amused. The other man in there nodded his head. The older one smiled.
"I just came to say hi, because I was in the area." He explained, the older man nodded his head.
'Where are you planning to stay?" he asked, the other shrugged.
"The inn most likely."
"Oh, have you any money?" the younger man nodded his head, then turned to leave. The older said a good bye, as his former student left.
"Excuse me sir, I have no money and would like to barrow some, for my wife is about to bring fourth a child, and we have no money." A man asked the wealthy man with a name of Maro Kawagichi. The man had indeed given him the money, but then said, "If you do nat pay me back, I will send someone after you, to kill your child, and wife." With that he handed the man the money. The poor man left with the money.
17 years later, the man had a beautiful daughter. She had beautiful brown hair, and eyes. Unfortunately the man had not paid back Maro Kawagichi. He did not know that Maro had remembered the debt. Maro was planning on sending some one there, to kill the girl, and her mother.
Ok well there's the Prologue. I actually began chapter 1 before I wrote the prologue, and ch 1 is almost done, so it should be up tonight or tomorrow! Yay hope you liked it!!! I think it's pretty good, but I don't care about my opinion I want yours! Please review!!! Thanks!