I'm Rin, and at age fifteen, I was told by my lord, Sesshomaru, that I should go and learn to fight. For some reason I do not know, Jakin-sama started acting very odd. He completely forgot his place.
"Yes, YES, m'lord, send the little ano-, I mean, little girl to learn to fight some where! It would be best for u-, I mean, her!" He started clutching his head-staff and broke out into a cold sweat.
Which is why he was viciously kicked by Sesshomaru-sama, and why I was sent away, to an old man named Totosai.
When I arrived, as men usually do, the strange old man started stuttering. Badly.
"H-H-H-Hello, c-c-child. W-W-What Do you n-n-need?"
When I told him I needed to learn to fight, he suddenly turned very stern. "Okay child," he said, "Do you have a weapon?"
"No." I said.
He handed me a sword, a very short one. He said I should name it Stinger, since it wasn't a very good slashing sword. I, despite myself, smiled, and studied the blade. It was slightly curved, and very shiny. I could see my face in it.
Totosai said, in addition to training there, I should help him do things, since he was an old man. Things like cooking, helping the two other apprentices he housed. It was from one of these apprentices that disaster struck.
