Hello~

I've had this idea for years and also a few others but this one I guess has the best structure. Like I kinda know where this is going and I think I can phrase the story just right kind of motivation. Plus so many things remind me of this idea so its not easy to forget this particular plot bunny.

This would be the very first story I post here or anywhere at all. Before reading I do apologize for any mistakes with my grammar as English is not my main language. I still have doubts with is or was, has or have, etc. Now that that's over, Please enjoy~

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR

Prologue

The Fated Meeting

A horrified scream was silenced by a gunshot.

The desolate street continues its chilling silence. Snow drifted down, trying in vain to cover the ever growing puddle of crimson staining the lightly dusted cobblestone path.

A flicker in the shadow of a building, meters away from the crime scene gave away the position of a lone man. It was none other than the infamous number one hitman, Reborn. His crisp black suit blended well with the enshrouding darkness. He wore his trademark fedora with a striking orange band showing great contrast to his overall dark color scheme. One would wonder how such a color could hide from plain sight. Putting the gun back in its holster, he walked into a nearby building not even bothering to check his kill. He knew for a fact that his skills are impeccable.

Entering the gaping door, he passed through a hallway littered with corpses. All of which was his handy work. Turning left at the end of the hall led him to the emergency stairs by which he used to ascend to the third floor. The floor held three doors, one led to a simple toilet, another one to a storage room filled with files. After briefly scanning the cluttered room he put down a small time bomb amidst the lockers setting it to explode after five minutes.

Closing the door behind him, he paid a little visit to the last room. It had an extravagant door compared to the others he had seen in passing, giving the easy conclusion of it being the office of a higher up. Most likely belonging to the boss of those pathetic creatures he killed.

Opening the locked door with ease, he swiftly moved to the big oak desk and skimmed through the important documents in its drawers. Taking a few he deemed of value he then proceed to move out of the room with a goal of exiting the building.

That was of course halted after espying a door partially hidden between two bookshelves. One of the shelves could be pushed to reveal the door. Someone most likely abandoned his first goal and instead chose to flee and save his own skin in lieu of getting in. But of course no one could escape him.

Slipping into the hidden room, he took note of the various cages. The small room held six cages, only reaching his hip in height. All of them appeared empty. Blood and scratches littered the metal inside, scratches that were not made by mere animals. These marks were made by human beings and from the size of it a child no less. Child trafficking. Its not uncommon in the underground world. He was about to take his leave from the putrid room when suddenly the loud toll of a grandfather clock, he remembered seeing inside the office, made a green lizard jumped off from its perch atop his fedora.

Holding back a sigh, he watched as his partner scurried to the furthest cage and disappears into the shadows made by a cloth draped over half the structure.

"Leon, let's go." his rich, deep baritone voice able to swoon most of the populace commanded. There was no sign of the lizard coming back, it was an unusual occurrence. The reptile rarely leaves his side and had always been compliant, so what made him change now of all times.

Reborn was in no mood to play around, he has one minute remaining and his partner decided to stay in a suicide act. Logically thinking, Leon would never endanger the life of his owner so it must be damn important for the green creature to do so.

Briskly walking towards the cage he tore away the hampering cloth, dropping the hardcover file on top with a thump.

There he saw his partner curled around a small brown fluff. With a closer look one could see that its a child. Reborn was mildly taken aback, he should have been able to detect its pressence, rarely had his senses failed him. He prided himself over his sharp senses, able to know the pressence of any living creature in the vicinity. Maybe the child was dead already. From the malnourished almost skeleton like state the child possess most people would think so. However, Reborn is not most people and he could make out the barely audible noise of the child's breathing.

Reborn narrows his eyes at Leon as the reptile tightens its hold on the small bundle in defiance. There will be no gain on taking the child rather it would create an endless stream of troubles. As much as he wants to pry the green creature off the child his mental clock has been counting down the seconds and currently an alarm to his impending doom rang loudly in his mind.

Reborn knew of how stubborn his little partner could be, his eyes flicker from his pet to the door and with an annoyed growl he made up his mind.

Seconds later a huge explosion could be heard, the building was torn asunder spraying a shower of flames in its 360 direction.

Blocks away a well suited man could be seen moving hastily with long controlled strides, one of his hands seeming to closely hold a bundle of green cloth to his torso as the other swings freely with the motion. Though he has an unmistakably handsome face his current countenance could even scare a rock. Hatred, annoyance, anger, it's hard to accurately discern his sentiment from an outsiders point of view when really the man is experiencing a deep self-loathing from his choice of action. Even if there was no other option he is Reborn, he can damn well make his own options. Though what has been done is done.

In his mind a thought kept repeating with barely contained indignation.

'I can't believe I'm doing this.'

AN: There you have it people. My first ever story that I actually managed to write down. Its been sitting on my desktop for months, unfinished, and today I got the motivation to give it a decent closure. I also just got a vague idea of where this story is going. Don't expect the updates to be fast, I always got hung up on how to phrase the scenes and ended up thinking of how wrong it turned out. This one still feels sort of wrong but I feel like I need to take a step forward in life and decided that today's the day. Publish it now or forever let it rot.

Reviews would be much appreciated.