Paths of a Wolf
Whispers. Whispers everywhere, fading deceitfully in his presence. Ironic looks masked with politeness.
Look.
Look.
Look.
He furrows his brows slightly. They know. Of course they know. They are the high-in-command, after all…
The high-in-command, he thinks with disdain. Officers. A bunch of greenhorns who only know war from treatises and textbooks.
It's him. It's him. Him. Shinsengumi. A wolf on a chain, haha, bought with a scrap of permission to wear a sword. How cheap his honor is…
Fools. They don't know a thing. They have not been…
There.
The battle is at its end, yet he is still holding his sword. He is known for his composure; he does not care for the searing pain in his thigh, shoulder and ribs. He does not care that his right arm hangs down limply by his side. He does not care there are several guns pointed at him. A surrounded wolf will fight to the end…
They are blind. They think they have seen through him, though they don't know him at all. They cannot understand that a wolf will always remain a wolf.
And he will not give up.
It is a lost battle. But you have not lost, the Wolf of Mibu.
Eyes, dark and piercing like the eyes of a hawk, infallibly seeing the core of the matter; eyes that can comprehend and understand a wolf's nature. Words, so similar to those heard in what seems another life now, in a dirty dead end in Kyoto…
"If you have a reason to live, live. If you have something to fight for — fight."
"You have not lost, the Wolf of Mibu…"
Unconsciously he rests his hand on katana's hilt. His sword is the one that protects. The one which task is to eliminate danger… He will fight. Aku Soku Zan — this is what he is going to fight for from now on.
Kill evil immediately.
And yet, they still cannot comprehend it. In their eyes he betrayed his ideals and sold himself the moment he decided to join their ranks. They cannot understand that evil will always remain evil, no matter the side of the conflict.
They despise him. They think they know everything about him. That they keep him in check. That his life depends on them…
They are wrong.
They are all wrong.
Saitou Hajime smiles, like a true predator.
A Wolf of Mibu can never be tamed.
