Author Note:

Hi everyone, this is Bryn here. This is my first Marimite story, so I do apologize if I'll get some of the characterization wrong, please do forgive me. Feel free to give me any criticism you have for this story, I will take it to heart and try my best to learn from my mistake. The story right here is actually inspire by a Marimite fanfic I read quite awhile ago. Shout out for MakenaiRaven fic, "All for You", which help inspire this fanfic. This fanfic is an AU that explore a Yumi Fukuzawa who is strong and confident in herself...but slowly treading toward darkness as the story progress. I do hope you guys enjoy! Stay tune for the next few chapter if I manage to work on them :)

Summary: When you love someone, you would sacrifice anything for them. Yumi Fukuzawa will sacrifice everything to save her family and Sachiko from a life of misery, even if she must become a monster herself, traversing through a world of blood and death to reach her goal. (Dark Yumi)- AU

Rated M for: violent/sexual content/languages/drugs and alcohol uses.

Maria Sama Ga Miteru belong to Oyuki Konno, I do not own the right to Marimite

Prologue:

The Sword of the Virgin Mary

Tokyo Harbor:

Mother nature cries out, another great tearfall from her above the dark rainy sky by the harbor near Tokyo. The rain has drenched the surrounding buildings along the harbor, drenching them in gloomy tears. People were rushing to get out of the heavy rain to find nearby shelter against Mother Nature's depression. People of different ages, the young, the old, longing for the rain to stop. Yet along this gloomy rain they huddle under the overhang of the buildings, away from the tears.

Northeast of the harbor laid a deprecated building. The building was destroyed by time. The windows were boarded up with plywood and black sheets, covering and hiding the nature of what was inside. The door was sealed up by a steel bar. Along the building, several vehicles, cars and vans sat with unmarked license plates. The windows of these vehicles were tinted, preventing anyone outside from seeing inside the vehicles. If once were to walk nearby the building, they could hear soft sobbing inside.

Inside the building, it was dark like the abyss. The floor was dirty but stained with dried red liquid. There was water dripping from the ceiling, ever so slightly. In the middle inside, there was a man covered in a black bag. His hands were tied behind his back, blood dripping from his hand. His black bag suit was also stained with blood, showing his injury for all the world to see. He was screaming out in desperation, but no one would hear him, with the tape covering his mouth muffing his screaming. The black bag prevented him from seeing his surroundings. He cried and cried, hoping for someone to save him.

In the corner of the room, laid men in tactical uniforms. Their pants were decorated with a camouflage pattern like special forces. They are holding AR-15 assault rifles, their posture deadly and professional. Their faces are covered in black ski masks, giving them an anonymous look that can scare the devil himself. Their eyes were cold like daggers, staring at the crying man without saying a word.

The silence was broken when a loud screech screamed through the air—the door to the building was open. The sound of footsteps could be heard echoing through the building. The person who walked in had a figure of a woman, shadow covering her head to toe, obscuring her body. The woman proceeded to walk toward the man sitting in the middle.

As the light awakened, it revealed a woman with long brown hair that was tied up into two pigtails by red bows. She was wearing a white long sleeve shirt, with dark blue jeans. Her leather boots had silk stitched into intricate designs. In on her belt was a silver plated .45 pistols with a silver buckle. On her neck was a cross rosary, dangling on her neck. Her most notable feature though were her mocha brown eyes. They can enthrall anyone with a mere glance. However, her brown eyes were devoid of emotion, only pure coldness as she walked towards the center of the room.

"Wake up!" The woman screamed as she walked closer. She nodded toward one of the men in the corner. He acknowledge her gesture and proceeded to pick up a bucket. He walk toward one of the fountain and fill the bucket of water up. He proceeded splash the water onto the mask man face. "ARRG!"- the man screamed from the reaction of wetness on his face. The bag was torn off, and staring at him was his worst fear, the woman he hoped wasn't real.

"You know who I am, Kenshin? You know what I am capable of, but you betray my trust, my love for that wretch who took everything from me!"-The woman yelled as she proceeded to bash the man face in with the butt of her pistol. A loud crack echoed through the building as the man's jaw was broken by the impact of the blow.

'ARRG'— He grunted in pain as blood poured from his mouth. "Give me a name Kenshin, who did you sell my brother out to?"- The woman asked again as she grabbed a chair and sat in front of her prey. Her eyes still held the emotionless gaze, staring straight at his soul. "Your pain will not end unless you tell me a name! Who did you sell my brother Yuuki to!"- The woman asked again, this time with a lower growl than before.

"I… can't say it...please boss, please have mercy… my family will be killed if I tell..!" Kenshin replied tearfully, his face drenched with tears. Never in his life was he going to beg, but this was different, his life was on the line and he had no choice but to beg. The woman was quiet for a bit, before she gave a signal for the men in the corner.

"NO NO NOO, Maya! Please, Boss NO NO!"- Kenshin scream as he saw what the men were about to do.

One of the men grabbed a towel and another men got a bucket of water. They proceeded to knock the chair back. Kenshin wriggling on the floor, one of the men held him down, another slapping the towel on his face. The last man proceeded to dump the water onto Kenshin's covered face.

'URGRG!'-Kenshin struggled and screamed, his breath stolen. The pain was immense as the struggle for air continued for Kenshin. After the whole gallon of water was pour on Kenshin face, the men flip him up for him to catch his breath.

"You going to talk or not? I got plenty of water here and plenty of time, I can do this all day" Maya cut coldy. Kenshin was still trying to catch his breath like a half- butchered pig, breathing erratic and frenzy.

Maya waited for him to calm down before asking again. "A name Kenshin! I want a name! Who order my brother to be killed!" Maya screeched.

"I...I don't know Miss Maya, please I am not lying, I don't know…" Kenshin replied while shaking his head. Maya, getting impatient with the foolish man, loaded her pistol and shot Kenshin's kneecap.

"ARRRGGGGGG!" Kenshin screamed as the bullet penetrated his knee, blood oozing out like a water fountain on steroids. The drenched floor is now covered in fresh blood.

"I want a name! Kenshin! NOW!" Maya screamed again, her eyes fiery with madness instead of the blankness of before. Her patience wore thin as Kenshin refused to talk.

"How about this Kenshin, since you refuse to talk...I'm going to have to ask your wife and kid now, wouldn't I?" Maya asked with a small smirk. She knew how much pressure she need to apply to get the fool to spill the beans.

"Please Miss Maya, not my family!" Kenshin begged.

"Then give me a name, Kenshin, otherwise your wife will be here in this chair, in your place!" Maya shouted. Kenshin looked downward, contemplating his choice. It took him a few minutes before replying.

"It was Tooru Osagawara and his father that pressured me to tell Yuuki Fukuzawa's location. They threatened to kill my family if I didn't tell Yuuki's location to their squad." Kenshin replied halfheartedly, his willpower was broken by Maya's interrogation tactics. Maya seemed to think about something before replying.

"So those two are making their move huh...very well, as I promised I won't hurt anyone from your family. That a promise I can make" Maya replied calmly, telling Kenshin what he wanted to hear.

"Oh thank you, thank you Miss Maya, Please let me.." Before Kenshin can finish his sentence, Maya fired another round from her pistol. This time the bullet penetrated Kenshin's forehead, leaving a hole through his skull. Kenshin fell dead instantly, with no ounce of life within his body.

"You however, I cannot forgive. The bastard who got my brother killed, you traitor! You betray me and you expect to live!?" Maya screamed as she fired another round into Kenshin's lifeless body.

"You KILLED my brother! You KILLED my brother you motherfucking traitor! I hope you die in hell you bastard!"- Maya screams as she pummeled Kenshin's body with more bullets.

"You will remember my name, Yumi Fukuzawa. all the way straight to hell you bloody traitor!" Yumi pounded as her final bullet penetrated Kenshin's body.

Yumi holstered her gun in her belt, put her hand into a nearby water basin and wiped the blood that got on her hand from her murderous deed.

She looked toward one of the men and said, "Dispose of his body, make sure there is nothing left to bury". The man nodded and gave the order to the other to pick up the body in a black tarp.

'Those bastards have taken Onee-sama from me, and now they kill my brother. They want a war, they will get one.' Yumi seethes as she walked out. The information Yumi gathered was a success, she knew war was coming between her and the Ogasawara groups, mainly between Tooru and his father. Whatever happened, she was ready for war as long as she can remember.

'The Ogasawara group will burn, all their empire will be reduced to dust by my hand. I won't stop until I get both of their heads and rescue my love' Yumi thinks, as she gets onto the van and sped off into the raining night.

Yumi Room:

Yumi bolts up from her bed, gasping as sweat falls down her brow, her hair all disheveled from writhing from her sleep. Her heart is beating so fast from the dream, it feels like her heart is jumping out of her chest.

'What was that? That dream… no nightmare… Onee-sama would be ashamed and horrified of me if I become that person'-Yumi thought frantically as fear catches her throat like a dark chasm. Tears were flowing out her eyes as she thought about her Onee-sama, it made her terrified at the thought of her Onee-sama leaving her forever.

'Is just a dream! Is just a dream.'-Yumi repeated and repeated, telling herself everything is okay. She look at her time clock beside her bed stand.

'5:30 am...Wow, I sure woke up quite early, Rosa Gigantea would laugh at my misfortune'-Yumi thought with a small smile, the memory of the Yamaguari student council brought a smile to her face. All the important memories, from the moment she met Sachiko-sama, who later accepted her as her petite sour, the Cinderella party, her friend Shimako, Yoshino, Rei, Eriko-sama, Youko-sama, and Sei-sama. All the sweet memories brought a smile to her face, easing her worries about the dream she had.

She flops down back onto her bed, feeling giddy as she curled up into one of her extra pillows. Her imagination was about her Onee-sama.

'Onee-sama's touch always makes me feel better, I wish I can be with her forever'-Yumi contemplated, blushing at the thought. Yumi knows her Onee-sama is very beautiful, even divine in her eye. She admits she was once part of Onee-sama fanclub. She feels blessed to have such an opportunity to become Onee-sama's petite sour.

Her mocha eyes catch the image on her nightstand, the image that captured her heart forever as well as the image that changed her life forever. It was the meeting where her Onee-sama, Sachiko Osagawara fixed her scarf on her way to Lilian, in front of Maria-sama eyes. From then on, Yumi know that he heart belong to Sachiko-sama and no one else.

Feeling giddy, knowing she about to meet her Onee-sama for school, she get out of her bed and head to her bathroom and prepare for a bath. As the hot water pelts her body, her mind wanders through the memory of her Onee-sama. All the wonderful memory make her blush and excited that she couldn't help but smile. She was wanted and needed by her Onee-sama and it ease her heart in so many way to feel Onee-sama touch against her cheek.

"Yumi! Are you awake yet? Mom is up making breakfast already! Hurry up and eat so we don't be late"-Yuuki, her brother screams from the outside, knocking her out of her thoughts.

"Coming!" Yumi replies as she dries herself off with a towel after getting out of the shower. She put on the most important thing that she ever received in her life, her Onee-sama's rosary.

'Onee-sama..I can't wait to see you again! I love to see your beautiful smile!'- Yumi thought with a cute smile as she put on her Lilian uniform. She walk exit her room, leaving the darken dream that plague her mind like a distance memory as she prepare for another day at Lilian.

"He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster. And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee." - Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil