A Heart of Darkness

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Chapter 1: Elimination

(Great Asian Alliance - Chinese District - Unknown P.O.V)

The life of the jungle remained lively into the evening as the sounds of animals and insects resounded through the vegetation and high trees. The bright stars and the moon shined over the horizon, as a large plume of smoke rose into the sky from a clearing where a large camp was set camp had a few shabby buildings, though many of them were hastily built wooden structures and tents. The camp had a few soldiers walking about, with a majority of the inhabitants sleeping or preparing for the next day.

A lone soldier sat on an old metal chair at the entrance the the camp, lazily reading a book in one hand with his rifle in his lap. He had always hated getting stuck on guard duty, as it entailed sitting in one place for hours on end doing nothing but watching the trees and wildlife.

"Were in the middle of nowhere", he said drowsily as he turned a page, "Who would want to attack this little hovel?"

He nearly choked on his own words as he spotted a small humanoid figure walking down the dirt path. The large man quickly stood up, put down the book and aimed his rifle at the person.

"Stop! Who's there? Don't think that I won't shoot!" he said as loud as possible. But instead of stopping, the dark shadow kept moving towards him, showing little to no hesitation as he continued walking at a slow pace. He fired a warning shot directly in front of them, but they did even hesitate in the slightest. Instead the person merely sped up and then their face came into the man's view.

The figure was very short, indicating that they were most likely a young boy. They had scared pale white skin, chilling wide red eyes and a massive grin spread across their face. They wore a draping black coat that went down to their feet and a hood that covered their head.

A trail of cold sweat began to move down his back as he aimed the rifle directly at the child. He told the boy stop once more, and when he didn't the man directly aimed at their chest and pulled the trigger.

Instead of the sight and sounds of a bullet piercing flesh, instead was the clank and spark of metal smashing into metal. The man looked and was shocked at the sight of the child still standing in place. Where the bullet should've hit, 4 barely visible purple lines criss-crossed in front of him.

"What the hell…?" he gasped. As he was about fire again, he felt what felt like cold metal strings began to wrap around his body, legs, arms and his neck. Fighting against the strength he looked down, though he was unable to see anything out of the normal. He tried fruitlessly wrestling his arms from constricting feeling, although he had very little success as he felt the life squeezed out of him. Looking at the child again, he noticed multiple purple threads spreading out across from his hands.

Before he could let out a scream, the boy let out a maniacal laugh as he quickly pulled the threads in opposite directions. In a split second the man was ripped to shreds as blood and body parts splattered across the nearby trees and ground. In the surrounding camp, many of alerted soldiers came in groups as they witnessed the horror.

The other soldiers began firing at him as well, but the bullets merely ricocheted off the strange neon purple wires. He swung them at the poorly built barricades and they were shredded alongside those unfortunate that got in its path. And through all this carnage, the boys smile remained and he slowly walked into the camp.

Any person or building that got in his way were butchered by the wires, with entire groups being ripped apart in single swings of the boys hands. He continued to kill until he reached the very center of the camp where the commander would currently be.

He didn't bother to open the tents flap, merely using his wires to rip the thin fabric to find a terrified man. He sat in the farthest corner of the large tent with an SMG pointed directly at him.

"Who...Who are you?!" said the man. The boy remained silent as he took a step forward towards the head of the rebel group. The commander pulled the SMG's trigger and fired the entire clip at the boy, only to be shocked as the boy stood there unhindered. The boy stopped, still grinning, with his face and clothes drenched in crimson blood. The scene looked like it was taken out of a horror film, and that this child was the evil monster.

"Look, I'll do anything you want! Money, girls, power, anything! Just don't kill me, please!" the man screamed. Then the silent boy, for the first time since entering the camp, spoke and a bone-chilling voice that made the man's hair stand on his neck.

"Who am I? That doesn't really concern you, but for now…", he spoke as he readied his wires and the man gulped in fear, "You can call me your executioner."

Before the man could retort, he was swiftly torn apart by the wires, and the boy swiftly exited the tent. He searched the rest of the camp and eliminated any survivors, then he left by stealing an old motorcycle from the camps garage. He sped down the winding dirt paths until he reached a paved road that took him to the inter-highway that would take him to his reward.

(2 Hours Later)

Speeding down the road, his hood flew off to reveal neatly cut raven black hair that slightly flew back with the wind. He was traveling around 80 miles per hour until he reached a small town.

It appeared as a small little farming village of a few hundred, maybe a thousand inhabitants, and had the signs of poverty. Many of the houses were poorly built, many people wore traditional peasant garbs and transportation still relied on old trucks and even the use of animals.

After driving to the center of the village, he parked the beat up motorcycle and entered what looked to be the local government headquarters, which in itself looked to be the only modern part of the town.

Inside were two sets of waiting seats that were opposite to each other and a modern front desk with computers, a granite countertop and a black haired woman reading a few documents sprawled across the desk. Walking up to the desk, the lady looked at him and nearly choked on the water she was drinking.

"It's...um...good to see you...Mr. Gui…" she stuttered a bit as her hands shook. He let out a heavy sigh and placed his hands behind his back.

"Is Mr. Lee available at the moment?" the boy asked politely. The woman nodded and stood up, straightened out her dress and guided the boy down the maze of halls until they reached a room closed off by large oak doors. She opened it and gestured for him to enter, and when he did the women closed the door and left with shaky legs.

"It is good to see you, Mr. Gui. Take a seat." spoke a well built man. He had short black hair and brown eyes, wore a standard business suit and a small scar on his cheek. He sat on a brown leather chair with his legs crossed and his hands folded.

"Same to you, Mr. Lee." the boy named Gui responded. Lao Gui was a fake name he had used while he was in China. He rarely ever used his real name regardless of where he was, and usually he would choose a new name to cover his identity.

The man sitting in front of him, Ryu no Lee, appeared as a kind and benevolent man, but was a little more than a snake in disguise. He was a textbook definition of a corrupt tyrant over the local population, and as a result was troubled by many rebel groups that plagued the area.

"So I am sure that those pesky little terrorists are dealt with, yes?" he spoke in a authorities voice.

"Indeed! All of the major groups have been killed, plus I managed to off many of the smaller ones as well! It was so much fun!" he said gleefully. The politician chuckled as he reached down and pulled out a large suitcase and slid it to the boy. Opening it revealed a large sum of money

"In that case contains the second half of you payment. With that, I conclude my business with you, Mr. Gui." said the man politely. The two exchanged goodbyes and parted ways, with Gui exiting through the doors and the man sitting with a smile. After he elf the room, the man took a more stern expression, and then he pressed a button on his desk.

"I want Lao Gui dead by tomorrow morning. You can use any police officer or soldier currently stationed in the province. I slipped a transmitter into his belongings, so finding him will not be a problem. Just make sure he's six feet under by tomorrow." he spoke in irritation and cut the line when he heard a 'yes sir' on the other side. He stood up from the chair and walked up to a painting of the current leader of the Great Asian Alliance hanging on the wall nearby.

He sneered at the sight of the smiling man, whom he regarded little for, as he was just a puppet for the power heads of the main party based in Beijing. Although he was a lowly director for an agrarian sector, he had set in motion a plan to become the ruler of this nation. And after that, there would be endless possibilities where he could to secure his power, and make the G.A.A the powerful country in the world.

All it would take would be one little slip up and the entire plot would be torn apart. Making sure that he tied up all loose ends would be the most important thing to making sure it would succeed. And that would mean offing that kid as if news of the local rebels or his use of illegal assassins would certainly stir up some trouble in the hierarchy and end with his execution.

And he wanted to avoid that at all costs.

Grinning at the thought of his eventual takeover, he returned to his seat and poured himself some U.S.N.A made whiskey and drank the entire night. What he didn't realize though, was that his office was bugged and outside the window was a women with blue eyes and dressed in black.

To Be Continued...

And so a new one begins! I had this idea when I watched Hellsing a while ago, and so I thought 'Why not combine Tatsuya with Walter?' and this is the result. Though mind you, this is not a crossover, I only will be using Walters wire ability and making Tatsuya crazy. If you want this to turn into a full on series, leave a review or send me a PM. And those who read Recalled to Life, do not worry, as the next chapter will be updated... soon... (Unless something happens), so look forward to that! Also, if you can guess the where Tatsuya's alias comes from, you get some internet point. That's all I got, thanks for reading, and have a good one!

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