I Do Not own SC.

It had been about a month when the three travelers separated into their own directions, but as things turned out for them like it had in the past, their separate paths lead them right back to each other. Considering their position and that they might not meet up again, they decided to travel with each other once again and when opportunity rose, they would separate again. The group of three travelers found themselves hungry and broke once again as they took lodging in an abandoned hut for the night. The three consisted of two men and a woman, the first man was tall and scrawny, with both his ankles and wrist carrying a blue circle that symbols that he was once in prison. His gi functioned more like a jacket and his hakama is cut off at shorts-length and wears it very loosely around his legs. His wild brown hair and his red eyes like that of a wild animal, he visibly carries a sword while another is concealed in his clothing and these blue orbed earrings are worn as well. The other man was more elegant, he wears traditional hakama and gi in indigo blue patterned with a white diamond kamon made up of smaller white diamonds along with his glasses and black hair. He wears his katana and a wakizashi at his side and a buddha's rosery around his wrist.
The woman wears a deep pink kimono with a pattern of flowers and a matching tanto. She also has brown hair and brown eyes. The three travelers were looking faint and just sat there in the silence for a while. The woman was looking at the man with wild hair, by the name of Mugen and particulary looking at his earrings. She never noticed it before, but those earrings looked like the ones a woman would wear. He noticed her glare, "What are you looking at?" The woman by the name of Fuu, tensed a bit before speaking, "I-I was just wondering, why do you wear those earrings all the time? They look like they belong to a woman." It was then Mugen's turn to tense, where the hell did this question come from? He knew why he wore them, but he wasn't about to tell them who they belonged to. "Well they did, a woman I used to know wore them." It was true, a woman did wear these earrings, but he wasn't about to tell who that woman was. Considering the woman he was talking about wasn't even a woman when he knew her. He couldn't let them know that those earrings symboled for him the reason he was who he was. But, it didn't matter anyway, the girl he used to know, was dead.
The elegant man looked at Mugen and noticed that he looked a little distraut and was obviously thinking about something. He closed his eyes and spoke, "Who was this woman?" "Look, even if I wanted to talk about, like hell I would tell a bastard like you," responded Mugen in his usual gruff way.
"She's dead, isn't she?" the elegant man known as Jin was pressing on Mugen once again to get a better reaction from him.
"You shut up! It doesn't matter anyway!" yelled Mugen about to grab his sword, but stopped when he heard something coming from outside.
It was the sound of screaming from a fairly large group of men, not to mention the sound of swords clanking, but there was something that sounded like a woosh and Mugen couldn't figure it out. He turned to his comrads, "You stay here!" He then bolted out the door to where the sounds were coming from and when he arrived, he saw a complete masacure of men and not any kind of men, they were samurai. There were at least a hundred of them and it didn't look like any of them were alive. Mugen continued to scan the area and he spoted one thing that almost made him choke, a water lily.
"A water lily. Why would a water lily be in the center of all these dead bodies and not be covered in blood?" Jin had come up behind Mugen with Fuu following shortly behind him.
Fuu looked around at all the damage, "There must have been quite an army to kill this many samurai." "This is not the work of an army. There would be more evidence of a struggle and we would have noticed if an army had left the area. We all heard the screams and when we arrived, no one was here. I have a feeling that there is more to this then just the killing of these samurai. All we have to go on is this lily," Jin moved forward and picked up the flower, "Mugen, do you know who might kill and leave water lilies behind?" "The hell if I know. This guy must be a pansy to leave those behind," was Mugen's tough remark, though in the back of his mind, he knew that there was more to this incident.
It was then the sound of footsteps came to their ears and they turned to see a person with cloak covering their body and a straw hat to cover their face. The person walked up to them and spoke in a deep voice, "Excuse me, but what happened here?" "These men were killed, did you see anyone by any chance?" Jin asked the cloaked figure in his calm voice.
The person shook their head, "Were they your comrades?" "No, they weren't," Fuu responded.
The person's tipped their face upward to show their silver eyes as they looked at Fuu, "Young lady, have these men ever hurt you before?" Fuu was taken aback by the question. Those two may have been jerks, but they were decent guys when it came down to it, "No, they haven't." Mugen looked at the figure more closely. Not many features could be seen, but he took a good look at the person's feet. He saw evidence of the same blue rings that he had on his wrists and ankles, "Hey, you're from the RyuKyu Islands aren't you?" The figure tensed up, "Why do you ask?" Mugen then started to flaunt his smart ass smile, "I see those blue rings around your ankles. I probably can't recognize you with that getup you have, but tell me one thing. What is your name?" It was silent for a brief moment, then the figure put their hands to their side and showed their sword. Mugen saw a glint of something else under that cloak, but right now he was focused on getting his new fight started. The figure drew their sword and then spoke, "My name is Ren." Ren? No, not that Ren!' Mugen thought as the cloaked figure rushed up to him and struck with their sword as he blocked it with his own. Mugen then noticed what the glint was up close, there were other blades under that cloak and they were covered in blood. He looked into the person's eyes and saw that they were similar to his own, "Hey, you don't have a brother, do you?"
"He's dead." the figure whispered as they pulled back their cloak, "AS YOU WILL BE!!!" And with that, four circular blades each with four sharp tips were released into the air.