Reflections
Ken POV
By
Mizu Kagami
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss, you should know that already. I do own this story so don't steal, but why would ya anyway.
A/N: takes place before the end of the first season when Weiss disbanded. This is what I think Ken might have been going through. Contains spoilers if you haven't seen that far. Ken sits a reflects back on his life and what he is now. contains some Angst.
This is my first Weiss Kreuz fic so please R&R and flames are welcome.
Enjoy!
It was a Saturday afternoon and I had the day off from Koneko. The sun was out and the birds were chirping, so I decided to take a walk and get some fresh air. After awhile I walked by the park where the children play soccer. Coincidence? Perhaps. I stop my walking to watch them play. As I looked around, I glanced at the little goalie so desperately trying to help his team win and make his parents proud. It reminds me of years ago when I used to play, but I was forced to leave from false accusation of gambling because the man I thought was my best friend drugged me so I would become disoriented and not see the balls coming at me. He betrayed me
and it hurt, but like the others I too had to eventually kill him.
I gave up soccer and left. That was before I joined Weiss and became the assassin I am now. Florists by day and assassins by night. Weapon of choice: Bugnuk. Heh, what a life! There were so many times I wanted to go back to soccer, back to my normal life of being famous and well known for my skills. Look what that got me. Nothing. There were also many times I wished that if I just close my eyes I can forget what I am. A killer. Trained to hunt the dark beasts of the night. Not once did I say anything to my comrades. Sometimes I could tell they were suffering just as much if not more as me. But we all kept silent. I lye awake at night thinking and asking, why can't I go back? But I know the answer without waiting for a reply.
I want to be free of this life that I lead. Don't get me wrong, I love those guys, we have been through a lot together and have sacrificed ourselves for one another. Just once do I want to be free like these kids I see in front of me across the field. No cares, no worries, just the feeling of adrenaline rushing through my body as I block the opposing team's attempt for a goal. Now that's what I call life. After awhile I began to forget about my pains, well not forgot, but pushed them away. Until now when I look at those kids. I think when I leave Weiss I'm going to become a soccer coach and teach kids to do what I love most. Well that's life for ya. Happy yet cruel. It can take as fast as it gives. We all live and learn and learn to move on. You haven't truly lived until you've learned. That doesn't change the fact that I can't erase what I do and what I'm always going to be. A killer.
A/N: well that was kind of hard to write, but I hoped ya liked it anyway. I wanted to show a different aspect of Ken.. Now use this little blue box and tell me what ya thought of it, Ne?
