Long ago in a distant land, Aku, the shape shifting master of darkness unleashed an unspeakable evil. But the foolish Emperor of the land wielding a magic sword, stepped forth to oppose the demon. He successfully defeated him, and peace came to the land once more.
It had been 25 years since that day. The Emperor had a son and he had grown into quite the gentleman. He was also a fine swordsman and taught kendo in his own dojo.
The lesson of the day had just concluded. All of the Prince's students were removing their armor.
"Great fencing today, everyone!" Said the Young Lord as he removed his face armor. "We'll pick this up next week!"
"Thank you, Young Lord!" Replied one of his students. He had three, all of them were lovely young women, about his age. They removed their gear in front of the prince, who blushed as they stripped down to their skin. "We hope we see you at the festival this weekend!"
They all walked off carrying their gear. The Prince, stood there, flustered, attempting to shield his eyes from his scantily clothed students.
"Young Lord!" Called the Prince's assistant. "Would you like me to run you a bath?"
The prince, inhaled deeply. "The coldest one possible, please."
That evening was the festival. This was a special event to celebrate the 25th anniversary of Aku's defeat. The city was lit up with paper lanterns above and crowded with people playing games, eating food, and enjoying the entertainment. Performers danced in costumes as they recreated the Emperor defeating Aku. The people applauded and the children laughed.
Above the crowd in the palace, the Emperor and Empress watched their people enjoying the festival. They noticed their son, the Prince, wasn't in the crowd enjoying the festival.
"My son." Spoke the Emperor. "You should go down there and enjoy the festival!"
"Please, Father." He replied. "I am simply performing surveillance."
The Emperor laughed. "But we're fine! I have my sword. Go spend time with your friends!"
The Young Lord blushed. There was a reason he wasn't in the crowd. He began to think about his "fan club." The Prince was very popular with the ladies and they weren't just his students. He was far too much of a gentleman to ever make a move. But that didn't stop the ladies from making their moves on him. He thought back to following years, the tricks to get him alone, the sex propositions, the cat fights, he just couldn't handle it this year.
The Emperor laughed, "Suit yourself!" He walked to the balcony of the palace to address his people.
"Thank you, everyone!" He began. "For joining us for another year of peace since Aku's defeat!"
The people cheered on the Emperor. The cheers slowly got quieter as the skies grew darker suddenly.
"My love." The Empress addressed her husband. "What is-"
"Stand behind me, mother."
The crowd watched as the darkness engulfed the festival. Then from the darkness, two giant white eyes opened with flame eyebrows.
"EMPEROR!" Said the darkness.
"Aku?"
"You destroyed our father, the great and powerful Aku, and you will pay for your crimes!"
The darkness lifted and shapeshifted into a fifty foot tall humanoid form with four antlers protruding from the head. It still had large white eyes with firey eye brows.
"... Father?" Asked the Prince.
"It'll be alright, my son. I will take care of this demon." Replied the Emperor.
"No, my love! You can't!" Cried the Empress.
While distracted, the demon swiped at the Emperor, knocking him flat on his back.
"Father!" The Young Lord ran to his father's side. His mother fell to her knees. The demon laughed.
"Not so tough now that you're old, huh?"
The Prince scowled at the demon. It must be stopped. He reached for his father's magic sword and jumped off the balcony. He had to put a stop to this demon.
"My son, what're you doing? STOP!"
"Demon, face me!" Screamed the Prince.
"What's this? Does the Emperor have his own samurai? Hahaha! Very well! I'll play along!"
They did battle with each other. Despite the demon's size, they were well matched. The Prince just couldn't land a hit on the demon. He managed to catch her off guard and got a cut in. It screamed in pain.
"Aaah! That sword! That must be the infamous magic sword that destroyed my father."
The Prince widened his stance and patiently waited for the demon to collect itself.
"... So. You want to play dirty, huh?"
"Demon, I can vanquish any evil you throw at m-" The Prince's lecture was cut short by a sudden blow from an outside force. "What wa-" Another quick flash flew by him, knocking his top knot loose. Three more flashes came by, tearing up his gi, and causing him to fall to his knees. The last flash swiped his father's sword.
"No, the sword!" Finally, he was taken down by the demon's giant fist. He laid in a crater made by the impact, unconscious and bloody.
"Young Lord!" Screamed the Emperor from his balcony. He was still nursing his injury he received earlier.
The demon laughed as it grabbed the Prince's limp body from the crater.
"Let's put an end to thi-" The demon stopped short. It looked at the unconscious Prince. He had long, raven colored hair, sculpted abs and defined pectoral muscles. He was quite handsome. The demon was gobsmacked.
"Please, demon! I will surrender if you release my son!" Cried the Emperor.
The demon side eyed the Emperor. "I have a better idea. Sisters!"
The flashes that attacked the Prince earlier all collected together. They were six women, completely dressed in black. They each wore masks. The masks were white with defined lips, 4 antlers and black eyes. These were the Daughters of Aku.
"We shall be keeping your son. AND your palace!"
Two of the Daughters grabbed both the Emperor and Empress and shoved them from the balcony. Down below, some of the townspeople checked on them. They were fine… physically at least.
"Demon!" Screamed the Emperor.
A black cloud covered the palace which lifted it even higher into the sky, making it unreachable to the townspeople.
"Thanks for the new toys, your highness!" The demon laughed again as she and her sisters disappeared into the night. The Emperor and Empress embraced each other, worried for the fate of their son.
The Prince regained consciousness. He had been cleaned up and dressed in new clothes.
"Wha- AKU!" He screamed. He looked around the room. He was alone… or so he thought. He heard women giggling.
He tried to stand, but realized his clothing was more restrictive than he was use to. He looked down to realize he had been dressed in a woman's yukata. It was pink with red flowers. His hair was done up in a ponytail.
"I'm a…" The Prince whispered.
"You look so pretty, your highness."
He looked up to see six identical, beautiful women. They were the Daughters of Aku, but now they were dressed in kimonos with their make up done. Like before, he did not handle the presence of women very well. He struggled to speak.
"Wh-wh-y- what has happened?!" He stammered.
"Our sister… the strongest… she wanted you."
"Wanted me…?"
"So we had to make you presentable. Don't you like your new garments?"
"What- what do you mean, she wants me?"
"You're my servant, Samurai!"
The Young Lord turned around to figure out where the voice was coming from. He saw nothing but his shadow. His shadow then shape shifted into the demon he saw earlier.
"Your servant? Explain yourself, Demon!"
She squinted. "I was originally planning revenge, but I changed my mind. I could just destroy this town…"
She then began to shape shift again. She shrank to a size comparable to the Prince. She reshaped into a more human looking form. She had pale skin, beautiful eyes with long eye lashes and blood red lips. She wore a black kimono with red accents, a green obi and her hair done up. She still had the antlers, but they looked more like hair accessories now. A flame burned where a hair tie would go. She looked a lot like her sisters, but… something about her spoke to the Prince. He was speechless. She was simply lovely.
"But where's the fun in that?"
She reached out a hand and touched the Prince's face. His face was hot from the blood rushing to his brain. What was happening and what was this demon going to do to him?
END OF THE PROLOGUE