Prolouge
One… two… three…The guns shot rang clearly through the nights air, a sharp cracking noise against this unusually quiet cold night. The stars were dulled by a low mist that hovered over the land softly and the moon was half full, seeming to glow sadly for what was to come, though, if questioned, an average person would say it was because Phantom Thief Dark had escaped once again.
No one was supposed to see.
No one…
It was supposed to be the perfect crime. No witnesses, no evidence, nothing to tie him to the crime. The killer already had an alias for the night. He would have witnesses saying he had been at a bar over five miles away for the majority of the night, all the way to two o’clock in the morning really.
It was to be perfect, like all before.
He hadn’t counted on the kid. He really had not counted on the kid.
This wasn’t a night a kid should have been out and about, much less one red haired and eyed kid of only fourteen, stalking home soaked trough and through, with his leather outfit sloshing with water. The boy was staring, frozen on spot, only his surprised gasp and the dropping of the stolen artwork, a necklace in this case, gave him away to the killer.
The killer turned, his lavender eves coming to lock on the frozen kid, his eyes came across a peculiar sight. Really, wasn’t it was unusual to see a kid wandering around looking like he had just been dropped in a swimming pool while wearing a leather outfit much too big and provocative to suit him?
If only Emiko hadn’t chosen this night to send him out, the teen would later think, as Kosuke dyed his newly cut hair black, his emerald green contacts sitting at his side on the counter top, waiting to be put in.
It was supposed to be perfect! PERFECT!
If not for the witness…
The answer was simple…
Destroy the problem…
Annihilate.
The lavender eyes glittered with well concealed lunacy as he leveled the gun.
He would just have to kill one more thing wouldn’t he? One more to fifty plus wasn’t that much was it?
He always got the job done—even if it was just killing a witness—in the end.
It was great to be an as of so far untraceable crime overlord wasn’t it?
Too bad the boy had seen… He was just a kid.
A cute one too…
The gunshot rang crystal clear in the secluded nights heavens.
