Oki PLEASE READ!- I originally made this story for Quizzilla, so its in 2nd person. I promise all of my chapters are much longer then this. I just did this as an opening. Please review or email me!
BIG THANKS TO SIRIUSFAN13 AND SUEB262 FOR HELPING ME MAKE THIS STORY ALOT BETTER!
Disclaimer: Please, If I made Rurouni Kenshin I would keep Sano to myself. Unfortunently I did'nt so I have to share with every other fangirl.
Chapter 1: Takami
Walking down the old dirt road, you start revisiting your past, something you have been doing often lately...
"No Daddy! Please stop hurting Mommy!" you shouted, tears streaming down your face as your father beat your mother to the ground.
"Shut up, unless you wanna take her place soon!" he yelled, drunk out of his mind.
"Takami, forget about me! Run! Run to the woods. Run to the river! Just get away from here and never come back!" your mother cried out to you desperately.
"Be quiet wench!" your father yelled back.
Thinking of it as your mothers last wish, you ran out the door, heading god knows where as a seven-year-old with blurry vision from the tears."
"Well, too bad I'm gonna have to go against those wishes..." You say to yourself, snapping out of these thoughts, and thinking of what you'll say to your father at his funeral.
Your thoughts wander to a long lost friend. "I wonder where he is...I remember he was the only one who could calm me on that subject..." you say, running down the last hill side to your hometown.
"Wow, hasn't changed a bit..." you say, walking past the old straw huts. "Now, if memory serves me correctly, I need to go this way..." you say to no one in particular while trying to find your way through the alleyways.
The town had a relaxed atmoshpere, it was mostly just a small town travellers stopped at to restock on essentials. In the center of town was the Inn, Pub, and few shops but on the outside were the houses. It was an old fashioned place but thats how the towns people wanted it.
A few minutes later you find yourself walking through rows of graves. You finally come across a newly dug one and read on the cheap head stone your father's name. All the things you ever wanted to say to him… how he ruined your life, how he made you miserable, how he just disappeared... You instead say a quick prayer, and then, while turning around, say in a low voice, "May your soul finally find peace..." Bastard...
That chore completed, you walk away towards the old inn. After renting a room for the night, you go to the Pub to learn the latest gossip… any tournaments, jobs, etc. Walking in, you listen for a second to see if anything sounds interesting...
"Can I get you anything?" the waitress asked as you sat down "Sake, please." you tell her before turning you're attention to the chatter.
"Can you believe the prices of silk nowadays?"
"Heard they're gonna be putting a new bridge in..."
"Do you remember that one traitorous group...the Sekiho?" a man to your right says to another man sitting by him.
Of course you're attention narrows to this conversation. Turning your ear to listen to the older men who looked like regulars you attemtped to blend in as no one important.
"Yeah ,bunch of lying-thieving-bastards," the other replies.
It took all you're will power not to pound them into the ground at that moment.
"I feel bad for the people in that group, being forced to do things by their leader," the other man states.
"SHUT UP! HOW DARE YOU INSULT CAPTAIN SAGARA LIKE THAT! BECAUSE OF THE GOVERMENT HE WAS KILLED, AND SO WAS THE REST OF THE GROUP! SO DONT YOU DARE SAY THEY DID ANYTHING WRONG! THEY LIVED THEIR LIVES WORKING FOR THIS ERA ONLY TO BE SHOT!" you finally yell, unable to keep quiet any longer. Storming out of the place, you go to your hotel room. Pacing, you tried calming yourself down. Pacing has always helped before.
"Well, I didn't say the whole truth...Not all of us were shot..." you murmur quietly to yourself, finally lying down and going to sleep in your own thoughts.
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