Another slain.
Perfect.
Bodies sprinkled the floor like fallen rain; each in turn being viciously thrown into oblivion. Their lives were only to kill, now that they were dead, no one would know there story.
Except, one. Kuwabara, the one who had destroyed them all, their purpose, their being.
He looked around at his work, pride surged him. He had done this, this mauling others would call monstrous, others would call horrific. But not him he had killed. And he had liked it, beyond comprehension.
"All these years." He said out loud. "The fool I've been, striving for honor and nobility, fighting for a dead dream, but now." Kuwabara looked down at his hands stained with blood. No matter how much he washed them the scent of murder would haunt each until his own body lay victim to death.
Then he did something no one who had known him would have ever expected. He laughed. He laughed so hard he fell to his knees.
"I can't believe- I can't believe I've been missing this all these years! This feeling, of dominance, of importance, of being superior." But he stopped laughing and a new feeling entered him one of shame and remorse.
" I was always the weakest of the four." He thought "Urameshi, Kurama, and Hiei, I knew it, but admitting would have been admitting defeat..." Kuwabara looked down at his weapon. He had disposed of his original sword made of his ki, which reminded him of his weakness, but now it was just a memory. His new weapon was better a sword. It was a thick sword, twice as thick as a usual katana, and although it was not as swift and easy to maneuver it was strong and powerful, like his new form. His new sword had given him more perfection to his fighting style, and in return he would give his sword blood. So much blood.
~~~~( Later )~~~~
"How did your first mission alone go?" Koenma asked so eagerly one would think his life depended on an answer.
"I bet he failed at it, not something he isn't use to."
"Hiei please. Kuwabara you seem awfully quite about all this, you're not going to tell us how great you were?" Kurama questioned the silent, returning fighter.
"Kurama don't waste your breathe I bet he barely understands what you're saying."
Kuwabara, however, just seemed to be entering the conversation.
"I did fine, it was the same as being with you guys." He replied, unperturbed. "But the demon I was looking for I never found. I'm guessing he was gone when I arrived, he must have noticed you sent someone after him."
"There's nothing we can do right now to find the demon, but I'll allow Yusuke to accompany you the next time we search." Kuwabara cringed at Koenma's words was his old self really that untrustworthy and pathetic that he needed his hand held to hunt down someone on the run?
"Something wrong Kuwabara?" Koenma asked.
"No." He answered calmly. "I'm gonna head out. Catch you guys later." Kuwabara turned and walked out of Koenma's office. As he was leaving he nearly crashed into Botan who was hurrying in. He said not a word to her and continued, although he could feel the questioning eyes burning in the back of his head.
Botan entered the room. Kurama and Hiei had already left following suit to Kuwabara's leave.
"Sir, I have those very important papers. I just wanted to drop them off, and your father left a message for you." Botan said very quickly without taking a breathe. Koenma almost choked on his pacifier.
"M-my f-f-father?" Koenma asked.
"Yes, he said he wanted you to find that demon quickly its more urgent than he though. You see the demon has the power to possess any object of desire. Including stronger demons!" Botan elaborated. Koenma looked rather calm.
"Don't worry about it I'm already assigning Yusuke and Kuwabara on it tomorrow."