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A little info first, the regions in this fic would maybe described a little bigger to fit in some things such as Kingdoms and such as that.
And that attires at some point maybe described a little like the ones of the Assassin's Creed game where the urge of this idea somewhat came from, with a Final fantasy kind of feel to it.
The Aura Guild Traitor.
Chapter 1.
The unknown wanderer, decision of ones fate.
It was raining heavily in the dark forest, just like on that same night. Lightning had flashed upon a 17 year old boy sitting in one of the tree's unmoved by it, including the thunder that came after.
His damp hooded black cloak was drenched and shortly ripped at the bottom on the side, yet the cold had not affected him it would seem, his eyes hidden within the raised hood and hands holding the cloak closed.
Wearing it would seem gray fitting cargo pants with a single extra pocket on both sides and black boots with metal tips, underneath the cloak he had on a black belt with a square silver buckle, on the right side was a gun holster.
Containing a weapon given to him by the man that not only saved his life, but also trained him and lost his own. But was given that weapon as a parting gift.
A unique looking silver revolver with the rest being black {Think Hades from the Black Cat anime without the tassle} a red symbol was engraved on the hand grip, in the form of a red pointed crystal in the form of a crucifix, having a pair of black bladed swords crossed through and a black skull being on the inside of the crucifix with red eye holes instead of black.
It wasn't his only weapon because on the back of his black zipped up jacket, sheathed and strapped was a black hilted short blade with the blade being curved, having the handle facing down and six specially made throwing knives with kunai like blades secured on the back of his belt.
Each of them was made out of a metal known as Aurainiam {Aur-ain-iam} named for its ability to withstand certain amounts of aura that the user can put in when using an attack, a strong metal that is also good for constructing defensive and increase in healing purposes.
That is why Aurainiam is a special metal when in use with aura users and why those knives are specially made.
On his hands he had on a pair of black gloves reaching the wrists with attached gold rings that have engraved markings round them, a metal rectangular plate on the back of the hands with a dark blue crystal circle, and nickel studs on the knuckles.
His hidden eyes were glaring onward at the falling rain, bringing back memories as it was like this and the same surroundings, that brought the one night that his life in the Guild had come to an end.
FLASHBACK- 2 years ago.
It was on that same conditioned rainy night where he stood in the Guilds higher ranked uniform, consisting of a gray hooded robe, armor strapped on his right shoulder, a brown leather belt holding his throwing knives was worn over a crimson sash.
Black leather rubber soled boots with matching upper suede gaiter, dark gray pants and a pair of black gloves with vambrace's that bear assassin markings that a Guild member would recognize and his short blade sheath on his back in the same position.
Part of his face was concealed with a black mask that has glaring shaped eye holes and a small point to where his nose is.
Blood seeped through some tears where he was cut and stains on parts were from his target sitting against the tree injured infront of him, helpless right now.
He was a man at the age of 38 years old with a strong build, having no hair but a short black beard and dark blue eyes. Wearing a soaked and torn short sleeved shirt with blood coming out of the clutched right shoulder.
Pale brown short legged trousers and working shoes.
Some recent cuts adorned his body, but his shoulder was worse as it once held the discarded sword on his right. A longsword baring a similar symbol on a eagle winged cross guard with the same bird head as a pommel, only there was no skull, the blades were silver, the handles and guards were gold and the crystal crucifix was white.
His breathing came out harsh, but his face held a look of fear, not for himself. But for the young 7 year old girl with short black hair, glaring green eyes and wearing a pretty pink dress and shoes, not caring that she was getting them dirty and herself cold from the weather, her arms spread as if it would stop him.
For whatever fate may befall onto her, he failed to get to his feet and help as he had twisted his ankle a little while ago and the assassin used that chance to make it a little worse.
Further behind the young 15 year old stood an older and slightly taller man wearing the same attire as him, minus the blood, wielding the same weapons as the young assassin.
His short blade in hand was dripping with a mixture of water and the mans blood, at his side unmoved. His trained brown eyes were on the little girl that blocked his way from ending the mans life, being frozen on the spot for unknown reasons not making a move.
The brave child had not moved also from her spot, but spoke in retaliation to the boys actions.
"I won't let you hurt my daddy anymore!"
Thinking as if mere words would stop him, though it seemed something had after she had intervened.
"El..Eliza, get out of here.. Right now!" Her father had said loudly, feeling the pain from his injuries mostly from his shoulder.
But she did not listen as if deaf by his words.
He couldn't go through with it for some reason, something of what that girl he had met before had said was what may have caused this.
"Continue with your task if you wish to pass your test." The deep voice of his watcher had said. But they seem to have fallen upon deaf ears, as he still not had made a move.
Little time had past and the watcher had grown tired of waiting, unsheathing his own short blade and advancing forward he pass' his comrade to finish the job. Stopping to say to him in a somewhat disappointed tone.
"You are taking to long in completing the kill, therefore such a thing is granted as a failure to your test in becoming an elite. So I shall complete it for you, along with the interruption."
Watching him continue on with the mans pleading words being heard.
"I beg of you don't, she's just a little girl! You can kill me for betraying the Guild, but please, leave my daughter out of this! Stoopppp!"
Everything then became a flash.
FLASHBACK END.
It wasn't the thunder that had opened the cold look in his brown eyes, but the fact that he had sensed his pursuer getting close.
Standing on the strong branch that had supported him, he rose his head to reveal his eyes and the Z's on his cheeks. Concentrating on where the target is and take the fight to him instead.
...
Wearing the similar attire as in the flashback including the mask showing the strong 35 year olds gray eyes, only this man was carrying a long sword to his belt. Holding the same kind of sword without any symbol.
With only those being of elite or shadow able to carry one as they were proved to be true assassins.
He was running to get close to his target, but had sensed that he had moved on, getting the feeling of where he might be headed.
Now standing with his sword at the ready in both hands, looking in whatever direction he may come at, even up in some of the tree's.
The sound of the rain hitting his robes, his breathing intensified, knowing of his opponent and what he was capable of.
Appearing silently out of nowhere with those same eyes, was the cloaked young man. A person that was showing a stern look to the back of his opponent, yet unsure how to end this.
Normally it would be easy for him to kill and take the assassins life being only a higher rank. Except he held unsureness on what to do now since that night had happened.
Clenching his fist at these thoughts, he had decided to go for something.
Realizing of the presence behind him, the man secretly went for a throwing knife on his belt, instantly charging it with little of his aura.
Shooting round with a mighty toss, the knife had struck the tree giving off a small explosion, not strong enough to topple it and the knife being strong enough to survive such little intake, that it merely dropped to the soaked ground.
Sure that he had sensed the target in that direction, he had looked to see if he had moved out of the way.
Then felt the same presence behind him again, before he could make a move though, a blade shortly came close to his neck. Doing a good job at hiding his nervous reaction, the man had disappeared in a flash of blue out of the blades path.
Appearing a bit further from the boy on his right, seeing his body had slowly lowered his blade wielding arm.
"So you are good as they say, no matter. You only caught me off guard with that stunt, so it won't happen again!" Speaking through the sound of the rain as lightning had flashed.
Turning halfway to face him, his look being unchanged, his short blade at his side ready. Silence was the only thing given, along with the glowing of his eyes with the power of his aura, the iris's becoming blue and his pupils now turning white.
"I'm not in the mood to deal with you right now. But if its a fight you want..."
His blade beginning to glow and as if like a magnet, the rain water had began to gather round it in a mini cyclone, when exploded it had created a sharp solidified aquatic blade that was a little longer and the inside blade was still glowing.
Pointing his newly made blade at the assassin that got himself ready with his longsword, the boy's eyes held its gaze.
"Aura sword style: Suijou Yaiba." {Aquatic Blade} Saying in a calm voice.
With one last stroke of thunder and a flash of lightning, the two had rushed in with blades about to connect, with one more bolt of lightning striking the ground as the sounds of clashing swords were deafened by the sound of loud thunder.
...
Olivine Kingdom, Asagi city.
Each region, Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh and Unova are comprised of 8 smaller kingdoms in chosen cities or towns, with a king or queen all ruled by a single emperor of their region.
And Olivine Kingdom is one of them, located in the Johto region. Where a sunny day had come to replace the rain from last night on the smaller kingdom, as the walls that protect Asagi city was known for helping lost travelers with its connected aura beacon towers on the four parts.
A castle was placed in the center where the royal family resides, having also a protected wall around it with stoned guard towers to make the silver clad knights come down by.
Four towers with two made for mostly spare lookouts, one made into like an observatory dome to gaze at the sky, being the sophistical tower out of the others built next to the small library building and the last made as a dungeon for those that the higher ups wish to speak to rather than walk down below to the dungeons, thinking them as 'special' prisoners.
This kingdom was one of the peaceful ones with only small trouble, such as thievery and such. Including at rare times assassination attempts by mercenaries.
But people would say that it is outside in the forests that are dangerous, as unusual but dangerous creatures reside known to them as Fiends. As if born from the shadows as they have no idea where they really came from.
The people of the city were in celebration as their king, the kind king Akio Mikan, his lovely wife and queen, Aimi Mikan and their beautiful daughter princess Jasmine Mikan.
Were returning from the kingdom of Cianwood in Tanba city, located across the seas, getting there by using a newly constructed metal ship powered by an aura crystal located at the docks about 2 miles from the Western gates.
The reason of the celebration was because of a 5 year war that befell upon their small kingdom with a growing army that had wished for the kings demise and for their leader to rule in his place. But mysteriously their leader was found dead, along with most of their generals.
With that and that any one of them could have been next until they were all dead, it took the deaths of a number of men to have them finally surrender.
Tanba city was to be the meeting place as both parties would be in least numbers and that the cities own knights would be good as security, none the less king Akio had brought along the captain of his Aura knights Cynthia Shirona, to bare witness to this event as well as his family to show how meaningful the treaty will be.
The remains of the army had disbanded and had gone their separate ways, with some returning with the royal family as a way to make new lives despite the wrongs they had done.
While the royal family were away Olivine was left temporarily in charge by a trusted man by the name of Alister Yakari. A smart man with a strong wield over his aura, allowing him to enter the ranks of the Aura knights, but had chosen to assist the king if he should need it.
...
As the city celebrates for having the problem finally over after 5 years of trouble, the cloaked young man was walking up to the Northern gate. After having a hard night sleeping due to the heavy showers.
The gate had like a mini blue lighted tunnel where he could notice some people conversing with one another.
Coming up to a tall rounded full metal gate, he came across a couple of dark yellow clad knights wearing the chain attire underneath the armor and plain yellow helmets with no face protection and wielding staffs with an axe spear combo.
Infact there were a few more of them around as well with only sheathed swords.
"State your name and business, young man." The one on the left had said boldly as the cloak wearer had walked up to him.
Keeping his head forward with his eyes hidden by his hood, his lips being seen unmoved with his slight tanned skin, until he answers. "I am merely here to rest after a long journey." Not bothering to answer the first.
Ignoring his impolite tone, the guard had asked him a little curious, raising a brow. "And from where did you come from to start this "journey"?"
This time he had rose his head to show his cold narrowed eyes. "All the way from the Kanto region. Sir."
Sending both surprise and a shiver at both the look and answer he was given. Hearing that this young man had traveled from another region, all on his own perhaps as no other person was with him.
Noticing his comrades state the other guard had walked up to them, eying the cloaked person while asking the other guard.
"Is everything alright here?"
Snapping the man out of it turning his head to the other, unable to find the words to explain this a bit.
"If your worried that I may cause trouble, don't be. I'm just passing through after a little rest." The cloaked boy says, earning a somewhat suspicious glance from the guard that had walked in on them.
Though suspicious on him the guard had for some reason believed him, saying to him as a way of warning. "You may pass, but be aware that if you cause any trouble in the city then you will be arrested and questioned. Is that understood?"
Receiving an acknowledged nod, the guard had moved to a panel on the side of the gate. Seeing that the panel had a hexagon shaped light purple crystal and a circular dial above it.
Placing a hand on the crystal as it began to glow, the guard turns the dial with his other hand, fully round, then back a few, pushing it in like a button. Allowing the gate to roll open sideways enough for the person to enter before the knight had taken his hand off for it to stop.
Walking on through without a second glance to the suspicious giving knights.
Seeing a fountain in the middle of the square up ahead, a number of the residence having a good time from the looks of it.
Passing a few, his ears had picked up what they were saying.
"Can you believe it, Olivines safe at last!"
"Yeah, whoever took care of that leader to make them surrender, I salute em for that!" The man doing as he said he would of done.
Deciding to ignore the rest and just search for a place to rest up.
...
Outside Asagi city.
On their way from the port after the treaty in Cianwood, riding in the royal carriage that was being rolled along by the two white horses, in control with by the rider, on their way back to their home.
A 40 year old strong looking man, with blue eyes, black hair that was tied and short beard. Wearing a royal attire of blue trousers, red short sleeved fitting shirt with gold trimmed lining round the sleeves and v-neck, brown soled boots with protective gaiters with a hidden blade on the inside the right one. King Akio Mikan.
A gold crown above his forehead like a band with a yellow triangular crystal.
A beautiful woman with a fine figure, was sitting opposite him a year younger, with long light brown hair and blue eyes. Wearing a dark purple dress for outdoor purposes, with a crown on her head, similar to the king's but thinner, without the crystal and having a couple of swirls adorning the top. Queen Aimi Mikan.
Sitting next to the king was the captain of the Aura knights, in her silver helmet less armor because of her long blond hair, having gray eyes with her left one covered by her hair, fitting black clothing underneath instead of protective chains like the other knights.
The blond beauty 21 year old Captain Cynthia Shirona.
And opposite the captain was the young 18 year old Jasmine Mikan, looking like a younger version of the queen with light brown hair reaching halfway down her back, having orange spheres in her hair that held part of it in a three pointed style, her blue eyes were closed. She was wearing a white dress with a blue jewel adorning the chest with a pair of short white extended wings, and a pair of white shoes.
"It feels good to be coming home, isn't it dear?" The king asks his wife, seeing a kind smile adorn her face.
"Mm, it is. Tanba city maybe peaceful, but nothing is better than arriving back to your own home. What do you think, Jasmine?"
Glancing at her quiet daughter who hadn't said a word since their return. Looking not to happy as she turns her head to look out of the window.
"Jasmine, I know you hadn't had time to explore the city by yourself, but understand that going on your own would make you an easy target if Cynthia isn't with you." Her mother spoke.
Understanding what she was talking about, the princess released a sigh before saying. "I know, mother, but Tanba was secure because of the treaty. And I thought that was enough for me to go alone."
Cynthia had remained in silence and listened to the family's conversation, speaking in her words if needed.
"Even so, Tanba city often get their fair share of troubles from time to time. I'm sorry Jasmine, but until your ready to properly defend yourself Cynthia or any other of the knights will watch you until then when you venture out of the castle."
Given a stare to prove that the conversation was over, Jasmine inwardly sighs before looking back out the window with a propped arm for her head to rest on.
Not seeing the captains saddened gaze for the young princess.
Unbeknownst to them a trio were surveying the carriages movements, seeing that the destination was obviously the city.
...
Olivine Kingdom, Asagi city.
Passing a number of buildings, stalls and conversing people, the cloaked boy was heading for a Mercenaries inn, a place where mercenaries, presumably him, go to rest, relax, talk or find jobs that would pay well, be they Fiend exterminations, kidnapping, bodyguard work, etc.
Even though they are maybe armed like him, they all receive a warning before entering the city, especially those that look like mercenaries. Failure to follow would be that they would be taken in and stripped of their weapons and items even when released.
But all this guy wanted to do was to rest up before taking any jobs.
Keeping up his calm pace, being in no hurry along the way. A loud males voice was seconds heard, passing him in the process.
"The royal families returned, the royal families returned!"
Followed by others that had followed along with people making their way to the gate that they were entering from.
...
As the carriage had made it passed the gate, the occupants were met by the cheers of the people, allowing a path for them to pass on by.
Streamers and confetti were thrown showing them how happy they were for the pain that was made for five years was now gone, because of the army that had caused problems to the city from time to time, along with parts that were linked to the kingdom.
"It seems that the people are happy with the results of the treaty." Cynthia said looking out to some of the faces.
Nodding in agreement to her words, Akio was seeing the same. Feeling somewhat happy for his people, yet it seems that it was a hollow victory as credit should have gone really to whomever had really dealt with the matter to bring this peace treaty.
Noticing her husbands downcast look made the queen worry a little for what was on his mind, but she could ask him when they were alone.
As the guards at the gate were closing it, three black blurring figures swoop in at a remarkable speed, finding time to knock the knights out.
Instead of being in the crowd and watching, he had simply found a place on a tall enough rooftop of a building without being noticed. Staring down at the end of the road to where a short stage was made in the middle of the once empty square, where they think the king would make a speech.
Tilting his head slightly up ahead, sensing something was wrong.
Cynthia had sensed the same and kept an eye out as she assisted the queen and princess out of the carriage. The king, being a user of aura as well, had felt the same thing as the two as he came out to the applauding people.
Armored silver knights with double visored helmets, sheathed swords and a short red cape over their right shoulder baring a symbol. Consisting of a yellow ring and the inside being light blue, a sword was made with the blade facing down with the blade a plain blue and the handle being white with a pair of extended angel wings guard that had a green jewel also stitched on in the center.
Had come out and stood in position in guarding the family with the captain at the front, making their way to the stage, eyes focused on anything that seemed dangerous. The king himself gave a normal look, not wanting to give a hint of trouble to anyone.
Both king and queen gave short waves, while princess Jasmine was trying her best in avoiding the attention. But the cheers and making out some people calling her name was making her red a little.
As the king of Olivine had arrived on stage, the stranger of Asagi city was on look out for the mysterious aura's he had sensed earlier.
His eyes were glowing the same color when he had fought that assassin, searching to see if the users were in the crowd. Searching or rather aura scanning made everything around him gray.
There was a difference when using this, as aura is the spiritual energy of living things there are different kinds depending on the person.
Take a normal civilian he/she carries a faint aura, while one of the knights guarding the king has a lighter more visible aura. Cynthia being the captain, had to be strong and her slightly brighter aura than the knights, same as the king pretty much answers that, but the king's aura showed to be a little more than the captains was.
Therefore a civilians aura shows that they show no signs of producing the skills to use it, while the knights, captain and king show signs of wielding it.
As the three show signs of wielding aura, there are the corrupting kind where if a wielder has that power, then his/her aura would be a darker color and instead of being a brighter color, the strongest is shown with a darker color.
And he had managed to get a glimpse of something dark blue, making him frown, not liking where this was about to go.
FLASHBACK- 2 years ago.
His breathing was slightly heavy as his breath had become visible due to the cold.
Staring down at his fellow assassin, who's life he had taken before he could touch the girl, blood coming out of the blade wounds on his chest, including from his slit throat. His face permanently holding a shocked look with the way his mouth was opened.
Watching as his still body was getting further soaked by the still raining sky's.
Hearing the sobs of the little girl that had moved to her fathers side, hugging his arm after witnessing what had occurred, while the father remained frozen where he was. Being stunned at what the young assassin had done.
"Y..You, you killed him? Why?" Not believing what he had witnessed. As the Guild assassin was about to kill his daughter with a raise of his sword, the young one had struck his back, spun the man by the arm and struck his chest, slitting his throat before any move was made by the other.
And the proof of it was laying there infront of him in the soaked ground.
Silence was what he had answered with apart from his breathing, that slowly came to normal.
Instead he had asked a question of his own. "Do people that abandon the Guild have a reason to?"
Thinking it as a confusing question, but as he held his shivering daughter close, reaching for his sword with his other hand. He had answered his question to buy little time.
"People normally have reasons to do what they have done, leaving the Guild isn't exactly something easy. My reason though, is right here." His gaze looking to his daughters head.
"My wife and I sat to talk that night I returned from a mission about Eliza's future. Saying that I should be alive to see as much of it as I can, suggesting I try and switch my position from an assassin to an archiver. Seeing as how I would have just been gathering information about the region. Except the elders had made their decision final when they had made me what I was then."
A frown dawned on his face at the memory that came to his mind next.
"The only thing we could have done was to run away as quiting would have been impossible with what I have already known. So I left my uniform and only had taken my weapons for protection, and we sneaked out at the quietest night we could have."
Looking at the once strong assassin, noticing that tears were slowly getting mixed with rain.
"Several months later as we ran, higher ranks and lower were after us at the time in the mountains and my wife, gave her life to shielding Eliza as I tried to fight them off long enough."
Shooting his head up, glaring angrily into the un-fazed mask wearer.
"As she died in my arms, she had me make a promise to protect our daughter and keep her safe. So thats why I left! It was in hope to seeing my daughters future with my very eyes along with my wifes, until..." Until he had felt Eliza being quiet for a bit, having him look to the young girl.
Seeing that she may have been unconscious, giving her a gentle shake to try and wake her.
"Eliza, Eliza! Wake up! Oh my god." Feeling the girls forehead as she was gaining a temperature.
As the man had tried to wake her, the forgotten assassin merely watches. Thinking to what he had said to him, viewing his own memories to a certain time when he had met a girl that had told him the words that made him unsure to whether or not to go through with the kill.
2nd FLASHBACK.
It was sometime before his test, a week or two to be exact, the assassin was returning to his home town that was secretly where the Guild headquarters was located, known by only the residence of that very town.
Before he could venture out a mysterious robed girl, same age as him, but her face was hidden by a hood and that she was looking over the edge of the tall building they had both shared.
"Do you think the people have a true reason to die when facing your blade?" She asks him without turning to look at him.
Standing his ground at a fair distance just incase, he explained to her with his answer.
"Those people were picked to die because of the wrongs they were about to commit, a coup d'etat, a war or thievery of objects that could bring destruction. That is the reason for their death, so that none of them could continue with what they had planned."
Seeming to be a useful answer with a nod of her head, but she had something else to say it would seem.
"What about those that care for those people. Such as loved ones, he had family didn't he? I bet they were in tears." Sounding sad for some reason.
It did not affect him though as he remained still with an emotionless look on his masked face. "The mission at hand is what I deal with, not the results they would bring unless it would affect the region."
Hearing a short and empty laugh come out of her.
"The mission, is it only the mission? The Guild has brought up more of a weapon rather than a human from the looks of it." A brow had slightly rose at her knowledge on what she may know about the Guild, listening to her continue.
"I saw what you have done, I stayed and watched as the family discovered his body. You should have seen their reactions. I guess this is the work of the Guild when they send someone without a heart to do the job, especially one around our age."
2nd FLASHBACK END.
Those were the words that had gotten to him, a heart, those without a heart are considered a monster like the people he had swore an oath to kill, while those with a heart are proved to be kind and generous, willing to give others another chance and save lives when they could.
What would that make him really? With the number of people he had taken down over his short life as a guild assassin, it may prove to him as a heartless teenager. Although at times he did come across people that required help from thugs or mercenaries.
Hearing her words pretty much confused him from then on.
"Eliza!"
Snapping him out of his thoughts, he stares at the father trying to get to his feet, but failing due to his injuries and he couldn't heal himself maybe because of a bone out of place.
So if he needed to prove himself on what he truly was, now would be a start.
Sheathing his short blade behind his back, his injuries long since healed because of his aura. He made his way over to the struggling man.
"Hand her to me." He said, getting him to look at him with a glare as if thinking the opposite on what he was trying to do.
"She stayed out in this weather for to long and is running a fever. I'll take her back to the house and come back." He says with truth hinted in his unchanged voice.
Making the man perplexed at what the assassin was offering. Not moments ago he was unsure whether to kill him and his daughter, now he wanted to help? It made no sense to him, but. If it were to save Eliza then...
"Just, make sure she's alright." Handing him the girl and with a nod he watches as the young man had quickly made haste in the direction to the house that was mentioned.
Leaving the ex-assassin to think upon the questions he was going to ask.
FLASHBACK END.
Opening his normal colored eyes after that memory he had, looking down as the king sounded like he was coming to the end of his speech.
So he stood ready, parting his cloak to reveal his gloved hands, holstered weapon, zipped up jacket and straps of his sheath.
".. And so, I hope the peace of this city would last along with the rest of the kingdom!" Hearing final cheers of agreement from the crowd that had heard, followed by the rest.
...
"Do it."
A deep males voice had whispered from a black cloaked figure to another, with a slightly bigger man behind them.
Giving a nod of understanding, the figure had moved with swift speed through the crowd.
Sensing with his Aura eye's that one of them had made a move, he takes out his gun and takes aim, his glowing eyes acting like a targeting scope.
Listening to his people going with a smile. King Akio had thought his words were to be true, until what had happened next had made him freeze in disbelief.
As a cloaked figure had appeared in the air, aiming a white and black short sword/single barreled gun combo weapon at him.
Everyone that saw was in shock and Cynthia had began to move along with the knights. Slowly halting at the sound of a sudden gunshot that echoed throughout the square.
Shocked or disbelief expressions were shown on almost everyone, including the king and especially the family.
Slowly looking down at his unharmed body, then to the stranger, watching as he, presumed with the build, flew a short distance from the stage.
Landing in a slight skidding crouch holding his right bleeding shoulder, an angered expression for his failed attempt.
"Who in the..?"
He spoke as the people behind him had parted to keep their fair distance away from the man.
Hearing a gun poised made him look to the stage in surprise on who was standing there. An unfamiliar 17 year old boy, aiming an odd designed revolver squarely at him, wearing a cloak with the hood off
Revealing his short spiked up raven black hair, that had a short ponytail at the back, a Z on both his cheeks, his skin slightly tanned and hard brown eyes trained on him.
All stood speechless at the young man that had appeared out of nowhere after he had presumably saved their king.
Including the occupants on the stage.
Before Akio could thank him, the mysterious assassin had yelled out to the interferer.
"Who in hell are you, interfering with my task!"
Receiving a scowl along with his reply.
"The one that will judge your fate, and from what it seems. It will be death."
A battle will occur and after that, Ashura or rather Ash, is bound to be the talk of the city when it is over.
End of Chapter 1.
What do you think? Like it says a battle will occur in the next chapter.
The gun Ash wields is similar to the one Train Heartnet uses in Black Cat only without the tassle and shoots aura bullets instead of regular except I have plans for this weapon.
And the gear he wore in the flashback are almost similar to the ones in the assassin's Creed games, just some changes.
Thanks go to Johan07 and Shootingshadows for the inspiration on creating an aura skill manipulation that you read with the Suijou Yaiba.