The Fall and Rise of Creed Diskence
An Alternate Universe Redemption Fic based on Yabuki
Kentaro's Black Cat series
Black Cat and pretty near all the characters in
this story belong to Yabuki Kentaro
Author's Forward:
I will be posting author's notes at my Live Journal ), so as not to take up space here. Answers to any questions or comments and various trivia involved in creating this massive piece of fanfic will be posted there. As another note, after some backing and forthing with , I've worked out that I can use a single '-' mark to separate sections. So, one line with a dash mark equals a change of voice, two lines marks a change of scene on the same day. Oh, and if you'd review here, even if you discuss the fic on my LJ with me, it'd be really great. Thanks!
INTERMEZZO: UNKNOWN
September 15, 2003
The room was dark, a gloom near impossible to decipher, the sort of darkness associated with secrets and hidden agendas. To the two men, their faces concealed from each other, it was a darkness very much desired. The darkness of conspiracy. The one light, a faint blue glow, barely limned the table between the two, and the papers scattered upon it. Topmost was an old Want sheet, the smug, amused, face of a pale haired man looking out from the photo at the center. A line was drawn through the numbers at the top and – at the bottom – was the legend, 'Avoid at All Costs'.
"Creed Diskence." The speaker's voice was soft, the purr of a hunter on the trace. "How very fascinating. Under Train Heartnet's guardianship and protected from being swept, despite all that he has done."
The other man's voice was older, a harsh dry voice that dripped with self-confidence and certainty. Yet under that certainty was – ever so faintly – a touch of fear. "I don't know why he is no longer a wanted man. Nor do I care. He is a danger, a terrible danger, to all around him. A heartless killer who must be dealt with, one way or another."
A chuckle escaped the first man's lips. "A heartless killer. Indeed." A well-tanned hand reached out and tapped a pile of cash that sat between the two. "Well enough. I can be heartless as well. And for this price, your concern for Creed Diskence should not last much longer."
"Then I will leave the rest to you." There was a soft scraping, a faint sound as someone stumbled through the darkness to the door. Another faint sound as the door opened, then closed.
In the shadows left behind, the first man smiled. "This should be a challenge," he murmured. "I do believe I'm looking forward to it."
To Be Continued...