Hello people, this would be my first fan fiction I written and it will be sasu/saku. So please take it easy on me.

Thanks a bunch ^^xx Moonlight flower xx

Prologue

The breeze hummed silently as the bright radiant of light hung high in the sky illuminating the dark sky. There were no stars out tonight as the invisible clouds covered them. In some rare occasions, the night was filled with unnerving silence. This was one of those nights, teenagers were absent from the bars and clubs, the roads were empty without a single vehicle in sight, most have decided to turn in early or enjoy the comforts of their bedroom. It was peaceful…like the calm before the storm.

Tonight only the hunters were out hunting. Like the tigers and other predators who concealed themselves in the night to catch their prey. Tonight was no exception, even in the cities there are fearsome predators that had come out to hunt. Who would be the next unlucky prey?

A middle aged man was in deep peaceful slumber at the confines of his luxurious bedroom. A silk blanket covered his body and his messy brown hair bopped out of it. A small squeak of the window aroused him from his sleep as hazel eyes flutter open. He indeed was a very light sleeper as he sat up and reached out for a glass of water perched on top of the table beside his bed. Still drowsy, he held the glass and took a sip of the water. The water which had cooled his throat had woken him up so he was now completely aware of his surroundings. His eyes were wide and his hands trembled dropping the glass on the floor as it shattered too many pieces. He stared in horror down the barrel of the gun which was pointed at his head. He looked up to see his attacker. He couldn't make out much of the figure for it was concealed by the darkness of the night. The only things he could make out were a phantom like mask which covered the top part of the face concealing the eyes. The next thing he noticed was the crimson red hair flowing freely down the back. The third thing was the tattoo on the chest just below the collar bone. Carved in small black bold letters is XIII or the number 13. The man trembled violently as he faced his death his last words were, "Crimson Flower…" before the sound of a gun shot disturbed the peace of the night.