Disclaimer: I don't own inuyasha or yu-yu hakusho
Even though I wish I did (
Hurried footsteps was heard in the dark narrow ally way as a middle age man stumbled in, franticly trying to find a place to hide from his phantom like pursuer. Finding a spot behind some horrid smelling garbage cans he pressed himself against the wall. As Far away from the streetlights as possible, so whoever was following him wouldn't find him.
Only the mans heavy breathing was heard as the mans eyes moved back and forth franticly trying to capture every square foot of the opening of the dark alleyway. Searching for even a glimpse of the one threatening his life.
But as the man did his fruitless searching, a dark figure was slowly sliding down above the man till it was but a foot from his head. The glint of a deadly looking dagger is seen as the figure takes it out slowly from its place on the figures thigh.
With a quick downward movement the dark figure roughly grabbed the man's hair, pulling him up to the figure as it put the dagger to the mans neck.
Tag, your it, the figure said coldly. Before the man could utter a word one quick slash removed the mans head from his body.
Dropping down the figure, still holding on the mans head ,put it in a velvet draw string bag that was found at its waist. Slowly walking out of the alleyway the figure through the bag over its shoulder, giving one last look at the headless body sprawled on the ground.
The figure left the scene. Taking out a cell phone. The figure dialed a number and talked to a person on the other line. "Yes I would like you to deliver a package, here is the address". The figures face and voice always cold and emotionless .
Hurried footsteps was heard in the dark narrow ally way as a middle age man stumbled in, franticly trying to find a place to hide from his phantom like pursuer. Finding a spot behind some horrid smelling garbage cans he pressed himself against the wall. As Far away from the streetlights as possible, so whoever was following him wouldn't find him.
Only the mans heavy breathing was heard as the mans eyes moved back and forth franticly trying to capture every square foot of the opening of the dark alleyway. Searching for even a glimpse of the one threatening his life.
But as the man did his fruitless searching, a dark figure was slowly sliding down above the man till it was but a foot from his head. The glint of a deadly looking dagger is seen as the figure takes it out slowly from its place on the figures thigh.
With a quick downward movement the dark figure roughly grabbed the man's hair, pulling him up to the figure as it put the dagger to the mans neck.
Tag, your it, the figure said coldly. Before the man could utter a word one quick slash removed the mans head from his body.
Dropping down the figure, still holding on the mans head ,put it in a velvet draw string bag that was found at its waist. Slowly walking out of the alleyway the figure through the bag over its shoulder, giving one last look at the headless body sprawled on the ground.
The figure left the scene. Taking out a cell phone. The figure dialed a number and talked to a person on the other line. "Yes I would like you to deliver a package, here is the address". The figures face and voice always cold and emotionless .
