The Inn of Murder
Chapter 3- Kenshin
By Misao's Angel
In the dark streets of Kyoto, only ten years ago, a serial killer created a legend for himself on these streets. It was said that no one who had seem him had ever survived to see the next day.
His weapon? They say the wounds resemble those of a katana, long gashes tearing open their chests, dismembered body parts, a slit across the jugular... Each murder was different; one way of death was never repeated. In fact, the only similarity they all shared was one strange thing. They all had an X carved on their cheeks.
His name? Some say he sent his victims a warning before he came to claim their lives. It was a message promising that they will be receiving 'Heaven's Justice'. These messages, whether they we e-mails or letters, were always signed with the name 'Hitokiri Battousai.'
His motive? No one ever lived long enough to say.
This murderer, the Hitokiri Battousai, suddenly disappeared off the face of the earth one day. He hasn't been seen since. Some say that he died, all alone by a disease or some other natural cause; while some say he is still alive, hiding in the shadows, waiting to the perfect opportunity to kill again.
But nobody knew for sure.
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"Irai? What are you doing?"
"Um... Nothing..." Replied a little boy, no older then the tender age of five.
"You don't want to take a time out, do you?"
"Uh... no..."
"Then don't pull Akane's hair."
"O-Okay" He replied reluctantly. The little girl who's hair lied in his fists stuck her tongue out at Irai.
Himura Kenshin was a very popular teacher at Kodomo No Kokoro elementary school. He was always willing to help out the kids, he let them draw on him when he was 'sleeping', he played ball and tag with them, and he helped them write and read. Some of the kids would not let any of the other teachers teach them. They would always ask for Ken-nii. He would always smile, and graciously accept their offers. That was part of why they loved him so much...
But teaching was only one of his two jobs. The other, a secret only known by he himself, was the dangerous and discreet job of being a detective. His cases were some of the most dangerous, but his unparallelable skill with any weapon saved his life many times.
One of these times was when he was asked to put down a completely insane serial killer that referred to himself as 'Kurogasa'. He seemed to have heard of Kenshin somewhere before, for he was very eager to fight the young detective. Punches were thrown, swords met, and through the bloodshed of the battle one victor emerged. Kurogasa would have survived his wounds of that night... physically at least. Mentally he couldn't take it... which was the cause of his death that night.
Another time he could recall was when he was to deal with a drug dealer, a money drunk man named Takeda Kanryu. The man was raising the money in order to buy weapons, sell them to the government, and receive even MORE money. His mind was said to be intelligent and analytical, but Kenshin only saw it as one controlled by cupidity. The man was foolish enough to raise a gun at their last encounter, and was immediately sent to serve 20 years of prison.
Kenshin was the agency's top employee, and was always asked to carry on the most dangerous cases. In fact, the night before he was given the assignment for the most dangerous case yet...
Strange disappearances were occurring all over the southern parts of Hokkaido... The government feared the 'Hitokiri Battousai' rising again and hired his agency to check it out. As the situation became direr, the agency decided that Kenshin was the only one suited for the job. Thus, he agreed to check the area out that night.
When Kenshin got to his small apartment, he only grabbed a few possessions; some clothes, a toothbrush, a hairbrush, and a katana. You can never be too sure.
When he finally jumped into his convertible, he sped towards the city in question. He wasn't completely sure of its whereabouts, but he knew the general direction. He figured he could ask someone along the way for help, if he felt he truly needed it. Too bad the wasn't anyone out there in the freezing cold at 12:00 at night...
Which is why he stopped to rest at a small inn off the side of the road.
To be continued.
Sorry guys.. That was kinda short too. Well, how did ya like it? I'm sorry if it sucks... I didn't mean it... Well, REVIEW PLEASE!!! Next chapter is the grand entrance of Misao. She's the second to last one before the fun stuff begins.
Chapter 3- Kenshin
By Misao's Angel
In the dark streets of Kyoto, only ten years ago, a serial killer created a legend for himself on these streets. It was said that no one who had seem him had ever survived to see the next day.
His weapon? They say the wounds resemble those of a katana, long gashes tearing open their chests, dismembered body parts, a slit across the jugular... Each murder was different; one way of death was never repeated. In fact, the only similarity they all shared was one strange thing. They all had an X carved on their cheeks.
His name? Some say he sent his victims a warning before he came to claim their lives. It was a message promising that they will be receiving 'Heaven's Justice'. These messages, whether they we e-mails or letters, were always signed with the name 'Hitokiri Battousai.'
His motive? No one ever lived long enough to say.
This murderer, the Hitokiri Battousai, suddenly disappeared off the face of the earth one day. He hasn't been seen since. Some say that he died, all alone by a disease or some other natural cause; while some say he is still alive, hiding in the shadows, waiting to the perfect opportunity to kill again.
But nobody knew for sure.
--------
"Irai? What are you doing?"
"Um... Nothing..." Replied a little boy, no older then the tender age of five.
"You don't want to take a time out, do you?"
"Uh... no..."
"Then don't pull Akane's hair."
"O-Okay" He replied reluctantly. The little girl who's hair lied in his fists stuck her tongue out at Irai.
Himura Kenshin was a very popular teacher at Kodomo No Kokoro elementary school. He was always willing to help out the kids, he let them draw on him when he was 'sleeping', he played ball and tag with them, and he helped them write and read. Some of the kids would not let any of the other teachers teach them. They would always ask for Ken-nii. He would always smile, and graciously accept their offers. That was part of why they loved him so much...
But teaching was only one of his two jobs. The other, a secret only known by he himself, was the dangerous and discreet job of being a detective. His cases were some of the most dangerous, but his unparallelable skill with any weapon saved his life many times.
One of these times was when he was asked to put down a completely insane serial killer that referred to himself as 'Kurogasa'. He seemed to have heard of Kenshin somewhere before, for he was very eager to fight the young detective. Punches were thrown, swords met, and through the bloodshed of the battle one victor emerged. Kurogasa would have survived his wounds of that night... physically at least. Mentally he couldn't take it... which was the cause of his death that night.
Another time he could recall was when he was to deal with a drug dealer, a money drunk man named Takeda Kanryu. The man was raising the money in order to buy weapons, sell them to the government, and receive even MORE money. His mind was said to be intelligent and analytical, but Kenshin only saw it as one controlled by cupidity. The man was foolish enough to raise a gun at their last encounter, and was immediately sent to serve 20 years of prison.
Kenshin was the agency's top employee, and was always asked to carry on the most dangerous cases. In fact, the night before he was given the assignment for the most dangerous case yet...
Strange disappearances were occurring all over the southern parts of Hokkaido... The government feared the 'Hitokiri Battousai' rising again and hired his agency to check it out. As the situation became direr, the agency decided that Kenshin was the only one suited for the job. Thus, he agreed to check the area out that night.
When Kenshin got to his small apartment, he only grabbed a few possessions; some clothes, a toothbrush, a hairbrush, and a katana. You can never be too sure.
When he finally jumped into his convertible, he sped towards the city in question. He wasn't completely sure of its whereabouts, but he knew the general direction. He figured he could ask someone along the way for help, if he felt he truly needed it. Too bad the wasn't anyone out there in the freezing cold at 12:00 at night...
Which is why he stopped to rest at a small inn off the side of the road.
To be continued.
Sorry guys.. That was kinda short too. Well, how did ya like it? I'm sorry if it sucks... I didn't mean it... Well, REVIEW PLEASE!!! Next chapter is the grand entrance of Misao. She's the second to last one before the fun stuff begins.