May I just say here and not i'm not crazy about the series. There's only a handful of characters I like (Jasper and Alice, Emmett, a couple shapeshifters, that's about it) so I shall write this story with them in mind ^^. Hope you enjoy. I do not own Twilight or any of it's characters/plot. This fanfic has it's own plot and new characters/organizations which I DO own. I shall try to keep Meyer's chars in check but I will not use her writing style, mainly for the perservation of my sanity since every writer is different. Thank you for being kind and understanding.
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Two weeks ago at the Brotherhood of Life headquarters
The Hokkiado Mountains, Japan
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“Isabella Swan is an idiot.”
Beside her, Takeshi Watari, her sensei of three years, nodded in agreement. “Hai but it is our duty to protect such idiots like her Amaya-chan.” He clicked the pause button on the remote; the tape slowed to a stop, freezing on the frame of Swan with her monster in the school parking lot.
Amaya looked at her sensei, calmly awaiting commands, chin raised, hands folded neatly while she kneeled on the velvet cushion. Her sensei was one of the best senseis within the Brotherhood of Life; the many shimmering scars all over his heavily muscular body could attest to how many vampires he had killed. Even now, the Western business suit he wore did little to hide the hideous scars that trailed over his neck and face; train tracks with no appear destination. It gave her sensei the appearance of a dangerous vagrant; all the more reason the council members within the Brotherhood used him as a diplomat. Would an average sized person who probably only visits the gym for a once a month date argue with a bald, muscular, scarred man past 6’4’?
Watari-sensei cleared his throat, turning his dark brown eyes to her. “The Council has agreed to send some of our finest warriors,” he rumbled in his naturally booming voice, “warriors who will not hesitate to slay the blood sucking monsters, such as you. You shall have command over a five person unit to free the town of Forks, Washington, U.S. Japan here has been freed from such a horrid disgrace since the 400s. It is time we expand our power to the Western Hemisphere.”
Amaya nodded. “May I ask who shall accompany me Watari-sensei?” she asked, bowing her head ever so slightly. Strands of hair flirted into her eyes and inwardly she cursed for not making her bun tighter. But Amaya refused to brush them away; she could worry about her looks when she wasn’t on business.
“Daichi shall be your second in charge. You may pick the other three now and they shall be ready for travel within the hour.”
Amaya nodded, her mind whirling with choices. Everyone here at in this temple would love to kill the kyuuketsuki-the vampire as foreigners would call it- but many of the people within Amaya’s mind were still in training. Not even a full fledge graduate like herself. The only two warriors she could think have on her skill level of combat was the Tokyo orphan Urameshi Katashi and the pickpocket Shinamori Haru.
“I think Urameshi Katashi and Shinamori Haru will be excellent cellmates,” Amaya said slowly, still thinking over her final choice. The three men she’d chosen were all excellent fighters; confident, willing and capable to take over should something happen. But she’d need someone demure, someone who their target {since obviously Swan had been stupid enough to tangle herself into a whole nest of those vipers} might feel inclined to help because of the “helpless” aura she was trained to give off. “What do you think of Yuzuki Watari-sensei?”
Watari-sensei gave a silent shrug. “Yuzuki would be an excellent choice if one of the targets is a ‘gentleman’ so to speak. But she is still in training is she not? And her status…” he trailed off, shaking his head. “Is there anyone else?”
“None with Yuzuki’s gift.”
Watari-sensei sighed. “Then if you must Amaya-chan... you must,” he replied softly. “Remember though, you do not want to place such terrible pressure on her. She has too much compassion for this.”
Amaya nodded. “I understand sir. The first kill is usually the hardest. But have no fear. We shall anilate the Cullens off the face of the Earth. Just like we were born to do.”
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