The beginning of a new life

"Misa, come on. We're going to be late because of you." ten year old Ryoma stated as he waited for his six year old sister.

"I'm coming, Big brother!" Misa yelled from the top of the stairs as she raced down to meet him. "Big brother, when can mommy and daddy pick us up?" she asked as she batted her golden eyes as she waited patiently for Ryoma to put her hair in pigtails.

"You know they can't. It's impossible. The social worker said they went to heaven." Ryoma answered as he put the finishing touches.

"You won't leave me, will you?" Misa asked as she teared up.

"Never." He promised solemnly as he grabbed a hold of her hand and began walking out of the orphanage. "Soon we will leave this place and then we will live together forever." He told her as he proceeded to walk her to preschool. They walked in comfortable silence before they came to a stop.

"Promise me that you will get a ride from your teacher." He commanded softly.

"Ok, I love you, Big brother." She whispered as she gave him a peck on the cheek before running inside the building.

"I love you too, Misa." Ryoma said quietly before turning away and going to school.

That was the last time I saw her. She was so full of life, so happy. I never expected it to happen to her. The night her life candle was snuffed out.

"Ms. Miyagi, where is Misa? I haven't seen her all day." Ryoma said as he entered his house.

"I don't know, Ryoma. I thought you were going to pick her up on your way home." She answered as she wiped off excess food off her hands. They both took a glance at the clock. It read 6:45 pm.

"I will go get her." Ryoma said quickly as he ran out the door while his heart pounded frantically.

"Misa! Misa, where are you?!" Ryoma yelled out urgently as he ran to the preschool. This is when he saw him. Misa's hair was yanked backwards to expose the column of her neck while the man was latched onto her throat. All he heard was the loud slurping noise coming from them as he stood still. Misa's eyes locked onto him before glazing over slightly.

"Big brother…" she breathed out slowly. The sound of his sister's plea snapped him from his daze as he bent down to retrieve s stick off the ground.

"Get away from her, you vampire." He yelled loudly as he ran at him. The man released his hold over Misa and stood slowly. Ryoma's gold eyes clashed with blood red before the figure vanished into thin air.

"Misa! Misa!" Ryoma yelled as he dropped the stick and ran towards his fallen sister.

"I'm sorry, Big brother. I broke the promise." She whimpered.

"Hush, it doesn't matter. You'll be fine, stay with me." Ryoma demanded as he gathered her in his arms towards him.

"We were suppose to start a new life together." She said in a childish voice as her eyes began to drift slowly closed.

"And we will, Misa. Count on it." Ryoma said as he pushed her bangs out of her face while rocking back and forth.

"I love you, Big brother." She said with her last breath.

"Misa…Misa! Don't leave me. Come back. Please come back!" Ryoma pleaded as tears trailed down his face like waterfalls. He pulled her tighter towards his body as he let out sobs from the soul. That's how they found him. Rocking back and forth as he mumbled 'love you' over and over again. The police man had a hard time pulling him away from the body while Ryoma demanded to stay with her. With nothing else to do, they knocked him out.

I remembered the funeral. It was as though the angels were crying for her death. The clouds were gray and rain pelted down on us unmercifully while the wind blew across our chilled skin. That was the day I stopped giving a rats ass about anyone and I sure as hell was angry at the whole world. Even God. For the first few months I had hated thoughts towards him. What kind of Divine-being would let an innocent child suffer and die the way she did?

I was morbid and dispassionate about my own existence and anyone who dared to trash Misa's name……well let's just say I took care of them personally. By the time I was twelve, I was skilled in hand-to-hand combat, knives, and (believe it or not) even a whip. By the time I was fifteen, I knew how to handle all types of guns and when I was nineteen, I made my first kill. I didn't change until I was twenty and the experience was frighting at first as well as exciting. I figured one of my parents was a werewolf, but at that time I didn't care. When I was twenty one I stopped aging completely. I became the top assassin soon after that and I would never stop my line of work until I either die (highly impossible) or until HE is killed.

That was my promise to her on her gravesite.

And the beginning of my life……

Preview of Men in gray

Ryoma just sat there as the girl cried frustrated tears.

"That bastard needs to pay for what he did to me. I hope he rots in hell! Do you want to know what he did to me? He—"

Ok pause. This is what I meant during my introduction. Read my lips, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOUR LIFE OR EXPERIENCE! I JUST WANT THE CASH! Everyday it's the same thing, 'Oh, he cheated on me,' 'he beated me,' or my favorite, 'I just hate him.' I'm starting to think that the only reason they are trying to kill the male species is because they are too smart to date them.

Ok, unpause…..

Ok, how was that? Please review at the end of this chapter. The reason why I am not doing any chapters on my other one, is because I want them to be on the same chapter so they would be finished together- Love Honey_monkey