Amber Eyes Chapter 1:Why is there Revenge? Summary Kaoru Kamiya is searching for the man who killed her father twelve years ago. she was only a child but she swore that when she finished learning the Kamiya Kashin style that she would execute him. This will be the first story I wrote in the eyes of the main character so I hope you like it.

Many years ago my father died. I saw the whole thing. I saw him fall to his knees trying to protect the shrine without saying a word about me. I saw him die for me. He knew that I would be alone if he died, but he also knew that at least I would live. I was always the most important person in his life. When he left I had no one. I was alone and I went through much sorrow. I vowed then, at age eight, that when I learned and mastered the Kamiya Kashin style that I would find the one who killed him. The one who ruined my life.
If it was just that he died then I would stay away and I would only fight if he came near me, but he caused too much suffering in the world for that. You see, when my father died I didn't see exactly what the man looked like. I only saw the amber eyes. The terrifying eyes that stunned me into seeing the whole ordeal. I had no control over it. It was if he knew that I was watching and hypnotized me into seeing it.
Not only did he ruin my life, but he ruined the eyes of many. After that day I had recieved news that other cities sited him and he killed many. He killed men, women, and children. He only left one person alive each time he visited. They all reported the same thing. "I didn't see his face. Only terrifying yellow eyes."
My father died after the man left. The man knew that there was nothing left to do here, that my father would die anyways, so he left. So when I knew the man was gone I went into the room with my father to see if he was okay. Thats when I heard his last words. "Remember to visit your mother's shrine every day. When find that the answer to the only thing you can't figure out yourself is lost, open the box next to the insence." I could only nod. I was crying so I couldn't say anything. "Promise me that you won't open it until then." I nodded but that wasn't enough. "Say that you promise."
"I...pro-promise." he looked up at me and touched my face.
"Good girl.. I love you Kao...." He left me then. He left before he could finish my name. I didn't even report the murder. I only left the room hoping it was only a dream. That I would wake up any second. That my father was still alive. It wasn't until two days later that I even came out of my house. Thats when I finally realized, it wasn't a dream. My dad is not going to come back. So then I decided to find someone that could take care of me. I was only eight, but I knew my father didn't die for me and want me to starve because I couldn't take care of myself at that age. So I went to my neighbors house. They took care of me until they could put me in a foster home. They were too old to take care of me themselves and nor did they have any custody of me.
I went to a foster home. The people were very nice, but I didn't like them. They weren't my parents. The man was not my father. My mother was dead and that lady was not her. They gave me up because I wasn't a ''social enough child for them to take care of.'' That was the way they put it. Every foster home said that. They didn't understand though. They don't know how it feels to see your only source of happiness die before you. Not like I did. For ten years, until I was eighteen I was pushed from one home to another. Every time I was moved I never changed my thoughts. My thoughts were all on the dojo. I wasn't sure what they were going to do with it. When I was fifteen someone finally told me that they couldn't do anything to it because it was left to me and me only. That made me calm down a lot.
When I turned eighteen I was able to return to the dojo. To my real home. The only catch was that I had to walk to the next town to get there. I had no money so obviously I couldn't get a ride from someone, but when I did finally get there I went straight to the training room. I knew that in that room was the only place to learn how to fight the Kamiya Kashin style. Only I where. A book was hidden under a pannel with all of the secret techniques and styles written the way my father spoke. I sobbed as I read it the first time through. After I read it, I tried it. I worked day and night for two years so I could master the style. In the back of the book it had one last peice of advice. "Always try to make it your own. Make your own attack. Then master it." I did that too. I had mastered the Kamiya Kashin style. Then I was ready to find who killed my father. And to return the favor. It took me twelve years but I am ready. I am only twenty years old, but I will kill him. Whoever he is.
So this is the story. I am going to write down everything that I did when I seeked revenge. Everything.

A/N well i know my first chapter was short but the next one will be better. I hope you liked it!!

Chapter 2:The Search of the Unknown Warrior

Summary Kaoru goes out to find the man that killed her father. Wait how old is he now anyways?