Maddey: Soooooo? I discovered Gintama. Pray for my soul. XD
I wrote this when I had a pause batween two lessons at school. I was tired and wrote this in 10 minutes. SO it's really small but anyway.
I find the character of the "shiroyasha gintoki" really interesting, and I haven't seen a lot of scenes from Gin's past yet, which pains me.
Anyway, I DO NOT OWN GINTAMA OR ANY PF THE CHARACTERS !
Enjoy and review ? :3
The shiroyasha knelled down on the death mixed with blood-his breath heavy. He was panting, trying desperately to find some oxygen in this gunpowder and dust stained air.
His white cloak and his silver hair were both stained in bright red blood. He couldn't remember if it was his own or the enemy's.
He had enough. Enough of all the killing. Enough of hearing his comrades screaming in pain or begging for help. Enough of this... he couldn't support it anymore. This wasn't a war anymore. It was a one-sided killing. They had no chance of winning...
"Protect them for me "
Sensei...he hadn't even managed to keep his promise. And now sensei was dead. . He was never coming back. He was gone. GONE!
The silver headed samurai shivered in anger. He was an idiot. He was nothing but a stupid murderer who couldn't protect his friends.
This was it. He had to leave or he was going to end insane. All this blood was driving him sick.
Enough. Enough. ENOUGH.
He was more than that. More than a cold-blooded killer. More than a murderer...right?
He was tired. So tired of all this.
So tired ...