A/N: there will be some killing quote changes in the fic, but in other I will try to follow the actual story line…

II. The Youkai arrives


A large black helicopter flew over the ocean, they destination the island Okishima on which they held every year a bloody ritual. A girl with emotionless blue eyes was staring out of the window of the helicopter. She was clad in a black Chinese styled dress with a large red dragon on it, a belt on her side held the two hilts which contained two costume made katana, hands covered in black gloves, a pair of black high boots on her feat.

"We will be soon there and then you can have your fun." the commandant said grinning, but the girl didn't answer she continued looking at the ocean as the island started to slowly appear on the horizon. Commandant Yashimura only looked at her before turning away, she might be they toll, but there were still moments where they lost control and that didn't end to pretty…


Yonemi Kanom current program coordinator sat in his comfortable chair and made bets with his men about who would win. The program was going wonderfully they were only by the first day and fifteen candidates were already out and the group had four favorites who had great chances to winning if there weren't that annoying fact with the little runts who were refusing to play, but that would change. The plump man suddenly looked up as the door slid open and a girl walked inside, head bowed so that her eyes were hidden.

"Who are you little runt." he snapped, gun pointing at the girl.

No reply.

"You wished for it." he said before shooting, but then got his victorious grin suddenly got whipped away as shock took its place as he noticed that the girl was unhurt, the bullet cut in half.

"I would be more careful if I were you Kanom." said suddenly a deep chuckling tone from the door.

"Ah…Commandant Yashimura what gives us the pleasure of your visit?" Yonemi asked I a sweet tone.

"Stop the ass licking, the higher ups and our beloved leader heard about the annoying problem with some of the candidates refusing to play and they are not all to pleased and bored…" he started.

"Ah…hehehe…don't worry that little problem will be soon be taken care of and this year we…we have some real interesting candidates…" Yonemi started babbling nervously in hop to get out of this. "The favorites are Shogo Kawada last years winner and the new ones Kazuo Kiriyama he has finished of the most people and without a trace of regret, Hiroki Sugimura he is a master in material arts and by the girls Mitsuko Souma a real Angel of Death…so…so…"

"That is enough of trying to talk yourself out of it, I have my orders." Yashimura snapped as he threw a side glance at the girl. "You can go take care of them." he said as she turned around wordlessly and walked out of the room.

"Who wa…"

"I think you have heard already about our beloved leader's top assassin…Kaito…" Yashimura said while grinning evilly as the other men in the room gasped in great terror.

"Th…that wa…was the fe…feared Youkai…" Yonemi stuttered in terror as he fell to the ground, he could have been death already because of his own grave mistake.

"Yes that was she, you got the order to let Kaito do as she pleases and Kanom it would be better if you would take this order also as a warning, the last program coordinator not listening to this got a "nice" surprise." Yashimura said clearly enjoying the other man's terror.

"You…you mean three years ago when from the coordinating staff only one survived…" Yonemi said he was really about to shit in his pants from terror.

"Yes…"

"S…she ca…can do as she pleases…"

"Just as I thought." come the nonchalant answer as the bearded man sat down.

Meanwhile in the forest were both Shuya and Noriko still mourning over the death of they two friends Yumiko and Yukiko who made the mistake to get the attention from the ones who were playing this sick game created from the mind of fanatical politicians.

"We will need to head out soon." Kawada said to his two companions.

"Why so early?" Noriko asked softly voice still somewhat broken from crying.

"Because I fear now they are really sure that they know that some of us are not playing sand if we have really bad luck then they will send that bitch, then we are all in really deep shit." he said before blowing taking a deep puff from his cigar.

"Who?" Shuya asked confused.

"Not many people know, but at the same time when this damned program started there was also a second one. Many young couples who were expecting a child and were healthy were kidnapped and the women tortured, many lost they children by the tortures others gave birth to heavily damaged children they were all killed." he stopped for a second as Noriko started crying, burying herself in to Shuya's chest whose eyes were wide in horror. "One women thought managed to give birth to a healthy child…a little girl, she would have been happier being born death. That child knew only pain, hurt, blood, death and violence till she didn't start to defend herself, eliminating every emotion in herself. She is the world's top assassin an emotionless beast which feels not, no happiness, no sadness or sorrow no regrets. If I know right she is now around your age and I fear she will be soon brought here to take care of the "problem" in other words us and the others who aren't playing."

There was death silence between the three of them as unknown to the little group a lone figure walked up to the pavilion on the hill where the death bodies of Yukiko Kitano and Yumiko Kusaka laid on each other.

Kneeling down the figure drew two long fingers through the blood which started to slowly turn cold, bringing the two digits up to pale lips a red velvety tongue cleaned the crimson liquid from them.

The game could start…

To be continued…