I don't own InuYasha or the rights to the Hitman Series, but I wish I did. : )
Paris, France: April 21, 2004
Darkness. A black void that seemed endless, and filled up space. Suddenly the darkness became no more as a television was turned on. It illuminates some of the details held within the tiny room. At first the television shows nothing but static, but soon changes to a dirt bike rally. It changes again to an action flick, and changes once again to show a soccer game. Finally the television lands on a documentary on handguns. As the woman narrates, she explains how a gun is loaded, locked, and fired. "The hammer is now in the firing position. Once the trigger is pulled the hammer moves forward spraying the propellant on the bullet forcing it out of the gun. While a complex way to make a weapon, it is still a simple method of killing", she explained. As she finished her narration the bullet kept moving slowly out of the diagram. It slowly edged itself towards the end of the television finally hitting it. Static comes up and screams can be heard, "Help me! Help me! Somebody call the police! Alarm! Alarm! We have somebody dead here! Somebody please help!" Then as the static cleared, the vision became once again nothing but a black void.
The blackness is lifted once again, only this time showing the hallway of a very seedy looking hotel. Cheap yet efficient, the old French hotel looked like it could be the perfect place for somebody to hide out in. A silhouette appears near one of the corners of the hallway. As the figure approaches closer towards the dimmed light some dominant features could be seen. The figure has atop of its head two pointed dog-ears, and two red feral eyes with blue slits could be seen upon its face. Fangs were bear out of the subject's mouth as it crept closer to the corner, and a purple making could be seen on both sides of its face. It mumbled something incoherently as it slouched against the wall. On closer inspection you can see the figure is clearly a male. As he turned to go down the next hallway, the light illuminates his entire body. The subject physically looks to be in his late teens early twenties, with long silvery white hair that went down to the waist. In all sorts he was a hanyou, a hanyou living in a human world. He wore a black business suit, but the tie was missing, a scabbard with a sword could be seen on his left side, and a big red blot could also be seen on his left side. The latter was blood; the subject had been wounded.
As he continued towards the end of the hallway, he began to speak to himself. "He knew me, he recognized me and looked me in my eyes. And he was expecting me, as if...no that's impossible" he chided himself. He finally stopped at a door labeled 306. The hanyou pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, which clearly lead into his room. He pulled out a gun to ensure his safety incase there were any perpetrators waiting for him beyond the door. The chrome plated gun glimmered within the dim light. The hanyou pulled open the door, and walked in carefully. He only made two steps into the room before his body gave out. He doubled over twisting in pain, dropping his weapon in the process, and landing on the floor next to it. His eyes slowly closed, and his world began to darken. It wasn't for long before the world became light again, but not in the way he had hoped for. Instead, the light was an aura of evil, a string of nightmares that haunted the hanyou, and past incidences he would have to relive on this dark dreary night, while knocking on Death's door.
A/N: I had begun this series back on an InuYasha fansite, but since it went down I decided to continue it here. Please review! If there are enough people who like it, I will continue the saga on here.