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Silver Rose Assassinator
The moon shone brilliantly in the night, arched back like the bow, ready to fire an arrow into the shadowed evening. Clouds hurried past the maiden moon, attending to their business some where to the south. The city lights twinkled and sparkled, trying, but to no avail, to out shine the stars. The stars shone proudly in the night; however, there were two orbs that even outshone the moon, stars and lights.
A lone figure stood atop the tallest building in Tokyo, the wind whipping at his crimson hair and black cloak, wrapping them around his body. Green fire glittered from his eyes as he gazed at the moon, daring her to contradict his light. Hands in his pockets, he contemplated the next mission that he was to take care of.
A young, weak little man, with no back bone at all, had paid him handsomely to take care of the president of Makai Industries. For years, Makai had put most of the smaller companies out of business, supplying buyers with the necessary items of everyday life. The man's own company had begun to fall in the markets, barely clinging to life as the Makai sucked all that was left into itself. The man sighed, shaking his head as he did so. He would never have taken this job if the man had not offered him so much money. Some of his co-workers called him a mercenary, only taking a job if the pay was high enough. Others would call him the best assassinator that they have ever met. His death blows were quick and clean, the victim not knowing that they had died until they gazed at their bodies from another plane. Along with their deaths, there lay a single, silver rose, giving the man his name 'Silver Rose.' His green fires lost focus as he went sailing into the seas of his memories.
Long ago, he had lost all there was to his simple life. His mother died when he was ten years old, killed before his eyes in a shoot out between two companies. He had never known his father; he died before he truly got to know the man who had spawned him. Lost and alone in the world, the young man wondered the streets, half starved and half frozen. It was either luck or fate that saved him, collapsing him on the door step of a wealthy man. The man, being kind hearted, took the young boy in and taught him everything he knew. The lad grew into a strapping man, excelling in the martial arts and weaponry. It was then the kind hearted man showed his true nature.
'I run a guild of assassins,' he had said to him, 'And you, Suuichi, have proven yourself worthy of being admitted into the guild.' The young man had been brought up with strict discipline, and, never forgetting the brutal death of his mother, immediately accepted the man's proposal without any second thoughts. Suuichi quickly rose in the ranks of the guild, becoming the favorite of the men and woman who worked there. Soon he was free to choose which kills he wanted, and which he did not want, and it was only if the pay was high enough. His mentor, however, soon noticed that Suuichi had created a barrier of ice around his heart and soul. Suuichi used to be a laughing, happy boy, but now he was cold and frigid. To look into his eyes was to be overwhelmed by freezing wastelands of green ice and snow.
Suuichi opened his eyes and smiled a deadly grin. The wind was right, and the moon was in perfect alignment. The time to kill had arrived. He dived off the rooftop, (think of batman or cat-woman here) and disappeared into the shadows. His target was waiting to be killed.