The Blood of a Samurai
By Heather Martell
Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated a lot of my fics lately. I've beenbusy is to make up for my laziness. Please enjoy and review!
PROLOUGE
"You wanted to see us, Emperor?" I asked, bowing down on my knees and keeping my head lowered. Roxas and Sora, my twin brothers followed suit. My long aqua bangs covered half of my face and magenta eyes.
"Rise, my faithful samurai," Emperor Xemnas ordered.
We stood up slowly and raised our heads to meet the gaze of our Emperor and master. His tan face is emotionless but his gold eyes held worry, which was rare for him. Emperor Xemnas always kept his true feelings hidden. I should know. I grew up with him.
"You have heard of the recent attacks by our enemies, The Black Claw Clan?"
We nodded.
"It seems they have a new target," he continued. "My precious daughter Xion."
My eyes widen in surprise. "Are you certain, my lord? Are they really after Princess Xion?"
Roxas and Sora shared a quick glance. It was rare for me to call Xion 'princess.' Xion had lost her mother when she was an infant. I helped raised Xion. We shared a mother/daughter connection.
"Aye. That's why I asked you to come here. Your mission is to escort her to Fortress Black Crane in Traverse Town. She'll be protected there."
"Understood, my lord," I said, bowing. "We'll protect her at all costs."
"See that you do. Go and get ready. You leave at sunset."
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I stood by the gates of Castle Oblivion. I was waiting for my brothers and the guards that would escort Xion to the gates. The sky started to change colors, signaling that the sun would soon rise.
I yawned behind my hand and stretched. I tapped my zori* covered foot on the sandy and dusty ground.
"Caton!"
I looked over my shoulder and saw that Roxas and Sora are walking with two guards. In between the guards is the small and petite form of Princess Xion. Her short raven hair shined in the dull rays of the rising sun. Her blue eyes sparkled with worry and some anxiety.
"Roxas, Sora," I nodded to them and turned to greet the young girl. "Morning princess."
Xion nodded her head, solemnly. "Morning Caton."
"Let's go," Sora said. "We don't want the enemy to catch wind that we're moving the princess."
"Right. Let's get going."
Xion nodded to the guards and walked towards us. I passed her a dark cloak with a hood. Xion put it on. The cloak and hood was for safety reasons.
The four of us headed down the road, away from the safety of the castle and the guards. We headed down the long road of love, terror and death.
To Be Continued…
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Zori: are flat and thronged Japanese sandals made of rice straw or other plant fibers.