Hello people! My very first fan fic and Im not really happy with eet! BUuuttt I value your comments! So Fame , Burn or just a comment would be great. Always though my first fic would be a romance... but I wrote this for a english assignment. I never write tragedy but my first fic was a tragedy? Was like "Wtf is wrong with you!" Anyway Hope you enjoy it! Comment :O!
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He ran past a field of wounded soldiers. Slashing each one as deep as he could. His eyes burning with hatred for one man. One man who had taken everything the he had loved. His arm burned as he clutched his blade. A soft glow radiating from the blade, growing brighter with each passing second. Increasing his pace as he grew closer to the demon. Heart beat pounding in his ears. The memory of past friends, soldiers and family been cut down in cold blood. He stabbed the blade deep down into one last comrade, before closing the distance between them and stabbing the blade through the body of the betrayer in front of him. A red wave of power burst out the blade through the demon. A animalistic growl ripped through the city. As the body begun to disperse into mist. The brave solider heard the sound of flesh being ripped and looked down in shock. A simple katana with a green hilt and silver guard was pierced through his torso. He gasped for breath. Anger and hate bubbling through the pain. He had failed to avenge his friends... His lover, and his dear comrades that had fought with him all this time. He forced his head to face around and saw the last face he wanted to see. The face he had wished would never see any life in ever again. The face he had just tried to kill. The face of Azien Sosuke... Looking straight back at him. His eyes blurred. Azien's soft smile becoming far away. The soldiers' eyes slowly shut for the last time. A small voice calling for him far away, but it was to late. Yamada Hanataro was dead.