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A/N-Like 'Sins of the Heart' they will be ooc.

Chapter 1: My Name Is . . .

Oriya, Ukyou and the cloaked stranger stood in front of the Ministry of Hades building. "We're here," said Oriya.

Ukyou frowned staring at the building. "The Parliament Building? I don't understand."

"You see the mortal world and the after world are, to put it simply, parallel universes," said the stranger. "That's why this looks like the parliament building. But there is a difference."

Ukyou's frown continued to mar her pretty face.

"It's the Sakura trees," said Oriya smirking. "It's winter. The trees should be bare but yet they are in full bloom here."

Ukyou looked around surprised. The sight was quite magnificent as the soft pink petals seem to rain down on them.

"Funny, I thought there would be much more activity going on around here." Oriya scratched the back of his head staring at the deserted area.

"Maybe it is still early," offered Ukyou.

"No, it is because they are incompetent as I have always believed." The dark figure sighed and looked up at the blue sky. "It is very pretty here." Holding out a black, leather gloved hand, a petal settled onto the palm. "Too bad its all going up in smoke in a little while."

"Are you sure you want to go up against the ministry?" Oriya asked.

"They may frighten you but they do not frighten me."

Oriya shuddered as he heard the venom in each word spoken.

"How rude of them not to send someone to meet their guests. I guess I'll just have to knock really hard."

"Hey you three!" someone yelled to them. They turned to see Terazuma and his partner Wakaba. "What are you doing here?" The two guardians walked over to the three strangers.

"Well, it seems someone was sent to meet us," said Oriya smirking as he glanced at the stranger from the corner of his eyes. Was it him or did he feel an overwhelming sense of excitment radiating from the cloaked figure. He arched a dark brow at the figure. 'So, you are excited about the battle that is sure to follow. This will be your first battle against an entity that is not a demon. I hope you know what you are doing.'

"Ah, Hajime Terazuma and Kannuki Wakaba. It is so nice of Lord Enma to send out two of his guardians to greet us."

"Who are you?" asked Terazuma frowning suspiciously at the cloaked figure and the two other mortals. His pointed ears began to twitch in apprehension as he felt an overwhelming urge to hide from this person. "And how did you know our names?"

"You will learn Mr. Terazuma that there are a lot of things I know about all of you," the cloaked figure chuckled sinisterly and inhaled a deep breath of sweet, unpolluted air. "Now the fun really begins."

"Fun? What do you mean?" asked Wakaba puzzled. She stared at the figure with large doe-like eyes. "Who are you?"

"I mean the destruction of the Ministry of Hades." The stranger answered Wakaba's first question first.

Terazuma grabbed his partner and pulled her behind him as he felt power beginning to surge around the cloaked figure.

"And as for who I am, let's just say . . . I am death."

xxxxx

Tsuzuki sat on the stairs leading to the Lord Enma's judgment chambers. Hisoka and Tatsumi waited with him leaning against the railing. "Where is Mr. Watari?" asked Hisoka.

"In his lab," said Tatsumi folding his arms across his chest. "He said something about an experiment."

"Watari and his experiments," said Tsuzuki smiling. "It's a wonder he doesn't destroy the entire building."

"So, what do you think will happen to Muraki?" asked Hisoka.

"I honestly don't know but I know it's not anything good," said Tatsumi staring up at the painted vaulted ceiling. "The crimes Muraki has committed. Lord Enma will most likely sentence him to hell for what he has done. Or worse, banish his soul to the void."

"No, he can't do that . . . Kazutaka is not that murderous monster any longer," Tsuzuki stared at his friend in shock. "I can't explain it. He's . . ."

"He has killed too many innocent people," said Hisoka glaring down at the older shinigami. The teen was thinking about his own long, painful death that Muraki put him through. "I'm glad he's going to get what he deserves." He turned away wrapping his arms about himself. "I don't care what miraculous thing happened to change him. The fact remains, he killed me and he deserves to die."

"Than I deserve to die as well," said Tsuzuki softly looking down at the stairs. "I was just like him. I killed many people. Men, women and children, it did not matter. And the truth is. Deep in the pit of my heart, a part of me was thrilled at the fact that I had the power of life and death in my hands. But I changed. I don't understand why you won't give him the benefit of a doubt when you would give it to me."

"It's because you regret what you've done. He does not," Hisoka said through clenched teeth as tears of rage fell from his eyes.

"How do you know he isn't sorry for what he did?" Tsuzuki looked up at his partner with sad purple eyes. "Soka, he truly regrets . . ."

Before Tsuzuki could finish his sentence, Hisoka raises a hand to silence him. "Look, I know I said I would stand by whatever you decide Tsuzuki but you can't expect me to not want him to pay for what he did to me."

Tsuzuki was about to say something else when the building shook as though something crashed into it. All three guardians went tumbling down the stairs as the building was struck again. Suddenly an alarm went blaring throughout the building. Pieces of the ceiling began to fall down around them.

"Tsuzuki! Hisoka! Tatsumi!" yelled Watari running toward them. "What's happening?" he said falling against the wall and clinging onto it to keep himself from falling to the floor.

"Don't know," said Tsuzuki getting to his feet and helping Hisoka up. "But I think we are being attacked."

"Attacked! Who would be foolish enough to attack the ministry building?" said Hisoka frowning.

"Look Out!" yelled Tatsumi. They looked up to see a large chunk of the ceiling falling straight for them. The four men leaped out of the way as the slab of cement dug a huge crater into the floor.

"Stand back!" ordered a woman with short black hair and dark eyes wearing a short leather mini skirt, a white midriff shirt and ankle length boots ran up to them with a group of men following her. Stopping, she turned to her men. "Hurry up! Whoever is doing this is going to be really sorry."

"Kazuma, what's going?" asked Tsuzuki.

She turned to glare at him. "We're being attacked, you idiot!" she yelled at him raising a fist. The four men stared at the woman as a wicked smile curved her lips. "This is wonderful. We haven't had any real trouble since Muraki kidnapped Tsuzuki." She laughed manically." Her voice was filled with excitment, and she was thrilled at the fact that she will be in battle. "For a while now, I was beginnig to think being the head deputy of security would be a dead end job."

"Need any help?" asked Hisoka.

"Of course not, we are security. We can handle this." She turned and ran to the front entrance. "You boys just stay out of our way." She ran outside to join in the fight.

"I give Kazuma one thing, she sure loves her job," said Watari staring at his friends.

"Mr. Tatsumi, do you really think she can handle whoever is out there?" asked Hisoka.

"Yes. Kazuma and all those under her command are professional fighters," said Tatsumi straightening his glasses on his nose. "But it can't hurt to see what is going on outside." They headed toward the main entrance.

They had only taken a few steps toward the door when they heard a commotion coming from behind them. They turned to see several men dressed in dark purple suits and silver trench coats. In the back of the coats were an image of a lion rearing upon its hind legs wearing a crowning and spitting out flames. And each man wore a metal gautlent on their left hand.

"Wasn't that Lord Enma's, Elite Guardsmen?" said Tsuzuki shocked.

"Yes, it was," said Tatsumi pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "It must be serious if they were called out."

"Which means, Kazuma and her security guards are no match for whoever is out there," said Watari. "But who . . ."

Suddenly they heard screams and shouts from outside and one of Kazuma's security guards was sent crashing through the glass doors.

"What in the hell . . . ?" Tsuzuki and the others ran to the front door but another large chunk of the ceiling fell blocking their path.

"Let's go out the back way," said Tatsumi. They ran to the back exit and ran to the front of the building. When they came from around the building and stood on the steps, they gasped in shock at what they saw. The ground was littered with the fallen bodies of the security guards and the guardsmen. And standing in the middle of the fallen men was a single hooded cloaked figure. The stranger held a gasping Kazuma by the throat. She struggled trying to free herself from the tight grip. She clawed at the hand trying to breath. Her lungs burned from the lost of oxygen. She gasped a few times before she finally passed out. The stranger carelessly tossed the First Deputy, Shin Kazuma to the ground.

"My God," said Watari in shock.

"Look, it's Terazuma and Wakaba," said Hisoka pointing to the fallen guardians at the feet of the stranger. They watched as the stranger raised one foot and planted it in the back of Terazuma.

"Useless," the person said in disgust and contempt. "Weaklings! Is this the best the Ministry of Hades can produce? A bunch of worthless men, a steroid using female and a couple of pathetic guardians." The stranger raised the foot that was in Terazuma's back and kicked him with such force the unconscious guardian's body was sent through the stone wall of the building.

Tsuzuki and the others stared in utter horror. The power this person was emitting was equal to that of Muraki's. 'Who is this person?' thought Tsuzuki watching as Watari and Tatsumi went to check on Terazuma. He may not like the other guardian but the man did not deserve to be kicked like a football.

"How is he, Watari?" asked Tsuzuki calling out to his friend.

Watari pressed gently against his ribs and flinched when the unconscious guardian groaned in terrible pain. "He will be fine," said the blonde hair guardian. "He has a couple of cracked ribs and is badly bruised but he will be okay with bed rest."

"Get him to the infirmary," said Tatsumi. "We will handle this." He went back to join Tsuzuki and Hisoka in the upcoming battle.

Watari nodded and lifted the unconscious man and teleported to the infirmary.

"You people disgust me. Are these suppose to be the Elite Guardsmen to the King of Hades? I've heard they are suppose to be stronger than a guardian but yet they were like the petals of cherry blossoms being scattered on the wind. Is this what the mortal world is entrusting their eternal souls to, a bunch of incompetent, worthless boobs?"

"What is it you want here?" asked Tsuzuki.

Tsuzuki shuttered as he could hear the venom in that chilling, emotionless voice.

"So, you are the one that has his heart. Asato Tsuzuki. The guardian with purple eyes and the blood of demons flowing through his veins."

"How . . . how do you know that?" asked Tsuzuki shocked. "Who are you?"

"It is of no importance. I have come for something you worthless guardians have taken and I want it back."

"What the hell are you talking about?" yelled Hisoka. "What is it that we supposedly took?"

The cloaked figure said nothing.

"I don't like strangers coming here hurting the people I work with," said Tatsumi pushing his glasses upon his nose as he gave the stranger one of his steel glares that sends shivers down a person spine. "Answer the question, what is the meaning of this attack upon the ministry and its workers? And who are you?"

"Oh my mistake, I'm always being scolded about my manners." The stranger removed the hooded cloak and tossed it to the ground. The four men gasped as standing before them was a young woman no older than Hisoka with dark brown skin and a long silver braid dangling down her back stopping at her waist. She was dressed in black leather pants that clung to the curve of her hips, and black leather boots. She wore a black leather v-neck vest with silver lion head buttons. She had on a pair of dark sun glasses. Tatsumi swallowed a dry lump in his throat as he gazed at the beautiful young woman. "My name is Alicia." She removed the sun glasses revealing a pair of shocking silver eyes. "I'm Kazutaka Muraki's sister." She tossed the sun glasses to the ground.

It was like the bottom dropping out from under them at the statement. Muraki has a sister. Who would have thought? They stared at the young woman. "Is this true?" asked Hisoka looking at his partner. "Is that really Muraki's . . . sister?"

"I don't know," said Tsuzuki. "We never really talked about his past. He said he would tell me but . . ." He walked down the steps followed by Hisoka and Tatsumi. "You can't be his sister."

The young woman scoffed. "Incompetent fools," she said in disgust. "Did any of you ever bother to read my brother's records all the way through? If you did, you would have known about me and the other. Anyway, I want my brother. You can either hand him over to me or I will take him."

"Never!" yelled Hisoka. " He's an evil, vile, murderer and he will pay for his crimes of killing all those innocent people."

"Don't you mean for killing you."

"Yes dammit! My life hadn't started yet and he snuffed it out without a care in the world," the young guardian sobbed in anger.

"Don't you dare use my brother as an excuse to hide the fact that the Kurosaki family is cursed," said Alicia angrily.

Hisoka stood as though he was stone. "What the hell are you talking about? My family is not cursed."

"Of course they are. Why else would your parents hate your very existence and lock you away in a cage as though you were some wild animal. Your family is cursed little boy."

"Wha-what do you mean, cursed?" asked Tsuzuki.

"Oh, I don't have time to go into details but I can say your family were fools to kill a god." She smirked sinisterly at Hisoka. "All your suffering was because your ancestor thought he was doing the right them for his subject. You want to know how they repaid your family for saving them against a supposed god that was terrorizing them. They offered your family as sacrifice to save themselves."

"No, I don't believe you. You're lying!" The young shinigami screamed at her as tears fell from his eyes.

"Awww, what's the matter, Kurosaki. Don't like hearing the truth." She smirked evilly at him. "It matters not if you believe me. The fact is, if you want the true culprit for your untimely death just take a look around. If it is anyone's fault for your death and the death of countless others, it is the ministry itself."

"What in the hell are you babbling about," said Tatsumi. "What do you mean it is the ministry's fault?"

She said nothing as a long staff with a silver circle at the top appeared at her back. There were three smaller rings looped on either side of the staff. The rings tinkled like wind chimes when she moved. "If you do not know what I mean than you are a bigger fool than I thought. It's your fault my brother turned out the way he did and I will not forgive any of you."

"You're insane," yelled Hisoka. "How can the ministry be the cause of your brother becoming a murderous monster?"

The young woman's silver eyes darkened with anger. "I grow weary of this talk. I want my brother and I want him. Now!"

"And if we don't give him to you?" asked Tsuzuki.

"Than I will take him by force." She removed her staff from its invisible sheath on her back. "Are you going to be good little boys and give him back?"

"He agreed to turn himself over to us." Instinctively Tsuzuki reached into his pocket and pulled out a fuda spell.

"Are you going to fight me, Mr. Tsuzuki? Are you going to stab me in the back as you did my brother?" She sneered at Tsuzuki in disgust. "You make me sick. You claim to love him and yet you would take his life. You're a fool. Even now, I bet you can't even see the red threads of fate binding you to my brother."

"The what?"

"Never mind. Just hand over my brother and I will leave the rest of your building intact." Alicia's hands tightened around her staff as she prepared for battle.

"Young lady I suggest you return to the mortal world where you belong," said Tatsumi gathering the shadows around her.

"Or what, shadow master, Seiichiro Tatsumi. You will use the shadows to subdue me or send me back to the mortal world." She flashed them a smile to rival that of her elder brother's seductive sinister smirks. "And when I return, will you kill me as you did your mother?"

Tatsumi went stiff as a statue upon hearing this mortal speak of his crime. Tsuzuki and Hisoka stared at the secertary with a worried look on their faces. Tatsumi had a look of painful horror on his face. Tatsumi raised his left hand to clutch it over his aching heart. Tsuzki turned to glare at the young girl but swallowed a lump in his throat at the evil smile on her face. And that smile of hers sent shivers down their backs. It was very disturbing to see that evil expression on the face of a woman.

"I'm afraid, Mr. Tatsumi you are sadly mistaken. Unlike you, I'm not an incompetent boob. I know all about every last one of you." Suddenly she shoved the metal rings of her staff into the shadows that gathered around her. "Aftershock!" she yelled. Suddenly her powers crackled along the length of the staff, and Tatsumi screamed in agonizing pain as he was struck by the girl's powers. "Tisk, tisk, too bad he decided to stop being a guardian to become a secretary. It's no fun defeating a person that only serves coffee to his boss and sits behind the desk doing paperwork."

Tsuzuki and Hisoka turned to stare in shock as their friend's body convulse with spasms as the girl's powers traveled over his body like electricity. Then he collapsed to the ground smoldering, twitching and groaning. They knelt around the fallen secretary to check on him. Except for the smoldering of his clothes and his skin red and slightly peeling away, the other man will be all right.

"What did you do to him?" demanded Hisoka turning back to glare at Alicia.

"Something you can't do," she taunted. "It must pain you to know that you are completely useless when you and your partner go into battle. You're nothing but dead weight to him. Don't you feel useless knowing that when Mr. Tsuzuki is fighting a demon you are sitting on the sidelines watching? Why would the King of Hades partner such a powerful shinigami with a useless kid that can do nothing to help his partner or himself."

"That's not true! I . . ."

"Have powers to help." She scoffed. "Oh please, I consider empathy to be a waste of mental and spiritual energy."

"You . . . you . . ." Hisoka was so angry his cheeks were flushed a dark red.

"Go take a seat little boy and let us grown ups handle this business." She turned those chips of silver ice back to Tsuzuki. "Besides, this does not concern you."

"I will not fight you," said Tsuzuki.

"You're right," she said looking at the bodies that lay scattered at her feet. "It is a bit too crowded around here." Suddenly a powerful wind arose and picked up the bodies of the guardsmen and security personnel and sent them spiraling in the air above them. Then the tiny tornado spat them out sending them far far away. "Now, where were we."

"You are Kazutaka's sister. I will not fight you." He repeated as he clutched his spell scroll tightly.

"Well now, since you feel that way. You can watch as everyone you care about dies." She raised one slender arm. "I learned this little trick from my brother." And snapped her fingers. Suddenly flames rose from the ground and burned a pentagram on its surface. Tsuzuki gasped as he remembered what happened when Muraki constructed one. "Still won't fight. It's okay. Maybe this will put you in the mood. Here's a blast from the past."

Suddenly rising out of the pentagram was a huge, shrieking winged dragon.

"It can't be," said Hisoka staring in shock. "How can you have sovereignty over an Ooryuu dragon as well?"

"There's a lot of things my brother and I can do," she smirked at the two guardians. She raised her hand and pointed at them. "Ooryuu! Attack and destroy anyone who gets in your way."

xxxxx

Muraki stood in a dark chamber that had lit candles throughout the room but did nothing in lighting the room. The dim light illuminated several dark figures seated at a semi circular table. Seated at the center of the table was a figure that radiated great power. This was the King of Hades, Enma. "Kazutaka Muraki," the king's voice echoed through the room. "You are accused of capturing and torturing souls, numerous murders and for the kidnapping of one of my shinigami. Do you have anything to say before I sentence you?"

"I am ready to receive my punishment," Muraki said holding his head high. He may not be the same as he was before but he will not bow to anyone.

"Are you sure you have nothing to say in your defense?" a dark figure asked him.

Muraki frowned. There was something strange. They were acting as though they were expecting him to say something in his defense. He was beginning to wonder if what Alicia said about the ministry was true. "None."

"Very well. Kazutaka Muraki, as King of Hades I hereby sentence you . . ."

But before he could finish the entire building shook from a violent attack. Suddenly a large screen came down and an image of a cloaked figure fighting the security force appeared on the screen. Sending a mental command to his Elite Guardsmen, everyone gasped in shock as they watched the lone figure defeat the powerful guardsmen without breaking a sweat. The security camera picked up Tsuzuki and the others as they stood facing the stranger.

The King of Hades grunted as he watched poor Terazuma hit the stone wall. When the stranger removed the hooded cloak Muraki felt his heart sink into the pit of his stomach.

"Nonono, what is she doing here?" Muraki said startled. Then the camera moved to show Oriya and Ukyou hiding behind a tree. "Dammit, Oriya!"

"Someone you know, Muraki?" the King of Hades asked. "She is quite powerful to be able to go against my Elite Guardsmen."

"She is . . . my younger sister." He continued to watch the scene unfolding before him on the screen. "You have to let me go to her." They watched in shock as the girl summoned the Ooryuu dragon.

"Why?" asked another of the dark figures.

"Because if I don't," he said turning to face them, "she will kill every one of your guardians."

"Surely you jest. She is but a child," stated another member.

"A child she may be but she is very skilled in killing. She was trained by Kurenai monks in Hokkaido."

"I thought the Korena monks resided near Mt. Fuji."

"I've heard of them," said another of the members. "They are very skilled demon exorcists but she cannot exorcise our people."

"No, I said Kurenai monks. K. U. R. E. N. A. I." Muraki spelled out for them.

"They are demon exterminators," said the King of Hades. "But do you think this child can go up against Tsuzuki?"

"I know she can. Just as Asato has twelve gods to protect him. Alicia has the constellation to protect her."

"The constellation," said another member.

"Yes, we don't know exactly how many she can control but right now she has six," said Muraki. "And when it comes to her job of slaying demons, she does it ruthlessly and without mercy. Even the monks that trained her fears Alicia because she possesses enormous spiritual powers for a child. If you care anything about your guardians you will let me go talk to her before she summons Sagittarius's arrows."

"And why should Tsuzuki fear arrows?" asked the king.

"Because those arrows can pierce through any spiritual or demonic shield."

Shock and disbelief swept through the members. "Then I suggest you go to her."

Suddenly the doors to the chamber bursts open. Standing in the doorway was a frazzled Watari. "You summoned me, Lord Enma?"

"Watari, take Muraki outside to his sister," said the lord.

"Yes sir." Watari's eyes widened in shock at the news of the person outside causing all the commotion was Muraki's sister.

Muraki bowed to the dark figures and ran out behind Watari.

xxxxx

After Muraki and Watari left, the dark figures continued to watch what was happening outside.

"Do you think they will be ready when 'it' awakens fully?" asked one of the dark figures.

"I do not know, but we do have a few months before 'it' arises," said the King of Hades.

"Do you know when 'it' will awaken?" asked another figure.

"Well, in the mortal world, winter will be coming to an end in two months. So, it should be around the following winter."

"The question is will they be ready?" asked a dark figure at the end of the table.

"I do not know." The King of Hades sighed and continued to watch the screen. 'I hope they will be ready. Only time will tell.'