Disclaimer: If I owned Saiyuki, I wouldn't be writing this. Nor do I own the passage taken from Oscar Wilde's 'The Picture of Dorian Gray'.

Author: The Penumbra was previously known as Konzen

Summary: "It is time that the cycle of events stops being repeated. It is time that the war between us ends differently… Indeed, it is time for us to win." Not your usual reincarnation fic by any means.

Setting: Story starts in 1990

Warning: I'm writing this. So expect something unusual. Reviews are appreciated and encourage me to write. :)

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Thwarting Destiny

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by

The Penumbra

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"'There is no such thing as a good influence, Mr Gray. All influence is immoral – immoral from the scientific point of view.'

'Why?'

'Because to influence a person is to give him one's own soul. He does not think his natural thoughts, or burn with his natural passions. His virtues are not real to him. His sins, if there are such things as sins, are borrowed. He becomes an echo of someone else's music, an actor of a part that has not been written for him. The aim of life is self development. To realise one's nature perfectly – that is what each of us is here for.'"

'The Picture of Dorian Gray' (Oscar Wilde)

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I.

He took the cigarette from between his lips and smiled at the specimen of corrupt humanity standing in front of him. The hulking figure could scarcely be called human; his unsightly face alone would cause any passer by to shiver in disgust. He was the exact personification of evil… ugly and distorted both inside and outside.

Iuzo barred his rotten teeth back at the man with the cigarette, meaning it to be an answering grin. "I brought him just like you ordered, master." He spoke with a marked accent, not easy to understand.

The black-haired man nodded thoughtfully as he exhaled. "Are you sure no one will search for him? There will be no trouble?"

Iuzo snorted derisively, casting a scornful glance at the small bundle huddled in the corner of the room. "For him?" He shook his head. "They will thank the gods that the child of ill-omen is gone from the village."

"His mother?" He was answered by another shake of the head.

"The whore who gave birth to him left the village as soon as she could move. They didn't drown him because they believed it will bring even worse luck to kill such a monster."

"Good." The man in the white coat took a long drag of his cigarette. "I want to see him." He watched as the other shambled over to where the bundle lay motionless. Iuzo plucked away the worn blanket, uncovering a child clad in rags. The young boy tensed up as the other stretched out his arm to catch hold of him. The man swore loudly and angrily as the child sunk his teeth into his flesh. With his other arm, Iuzo grabbed the child by the scruff of his neck, pulling him away and lifting him clean off the ground. He dealt the boy four stinging slaps across the cheeks, and the small creature yelped in pain as he struggled to free himself from the other's iron grip.

"Gently, gently… I don't want any damaged goods." The dark-haired man frowned slightly at the brute, who growled at the rebuke, but thought it better to refrain from answering back, as he had not yet secured his money. Instead he barked a few sharp orders at the child in a dialect the other man did not understand. The boy raised his head slightly to glare at him. The man in the white coat passed his fingers through his black hair and stared at the child. He could scarcely believe that at last his long search was over. It was definitely the one he was looking for, if looks were anything to go by.

"Well? Is he the child you wanted master?" The small pig-like eyes were gleaming with greed, as they eyed the expression on the other's face.

"Yes." Iuzo let the child drop on the floor, and pushed him roughly to the side. The boy scrambled away, out of Iuzo's reach.

"I can have my reward now then?" His large hands were already stretched out, ready to receive his money, and he licked his thick lips with anticipation. He would never have dreamed that a skinny brat, cursed and despised by all, was worth so much.

"Of course. You will get what you deserve." The pig-like eyes widened in fear and his cry of protest was cut short as his lifeless body slumped to the floor. Blood trickled out of the hole in the middle of his forehead.

"…Though perhaps, what you deserved, was not exactly what you expected. But then again, it rarely is." The man in the white coat smiled as he slipped the small hand-gun into his pocket. A perfect execution, silent and efficient. He pushed back his glasses and turned to the child who was staring at him. He chuckled slightly, and approached the youngster slowly, who instantly backed away into a corner.

"Now, now, little one…I won't hurt you," he said softly, as though he were speaking to an untamed animal. His eyes took in every detail as he crouched down to the boy's level.

A large bruise was already forming where the child had been hit. His amethyst eyes, which seemed too large for his thin face, followed his every movement warily. The boy was suspicious of this strange man. He wondered why Iuzo did not get up again, and why there was so much blood; still, he didn't really care as he hated the brute. But now, he had to be careful of this new menace. He expected nothing from him except cruelty. The child was used to it; for some reason he did not understand, he was bad and so people hated him.

The man raised his hand. The child cowered down, expecting a blow. Instead, slender fingers jerked his chin up and he found himself staring into the eyes of the black haired man. The boy was afraid, but found that he could not turn away from that penetrating gaze.

The man in the white coat chuckled as he looked at the youngster. The child's face was the same as that one he had committed to memory… although the other face had been of an older man. Any doubts he had had were dispelled. It could not be coincidence; the data collected fitted to perfection.

He had to admit that luck had a great deal to do with his success; his task had been made easier by ignorance. The child had been abandoned by his mother in a small village nestled between the mountains, where people were cut off from the world, backward and extremely superstitious. Anything different was considered to be unlucky… and this golden haired child was definitely different from the dark-featured rustics. The fact that he had been born out of wedlock was an added bonus point; it was the ultimate disgrace, and the offspring was considered to be evil from the moment it drew its first breath, and treated as scum. The expression in this child's eyes gave evidence to this. The expression in them was far too old for a four year old child. Yet, one could feel that this child had power; his spiritual strength was immense for one so young. All in all, he was a most unusual being. Therefore, the villagers were terrified of this "child of ill omen". As Iuzo had said, no one would miss the boy.

The man in the white coat let go of the child and stood up again. He glanced briefly at the corpse and the pool of blood which had formed round it. The man clicked his tongue in disgust. He'd have to get someone to get rid of the mess. He then turned to the boy.

"Come on." Dr Taiko Nii pulled the boy slowly to his feet. The child swayed and was about to fall when the scientist lifted him up. The child was startled and clung tightly to the man's coat. The black haired man chuckled softly. "Don't worry, I won't let you fall." The child lifted his eyes to meet Dr Nii's gaze. The man smiled back at the boy's startled face. "I will take care of you now," he said softly.

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Excuse the bad editing but is playing up apparently

For those of you who asked me to write how Konzen meets Tempou – I'm currently working on it. :0)