Prologue
Disclaimer: I will not repeat myself in following chapters, I don't own the Ronin idea in general. But I do own the series and I get to watch it all the time!! (bought it off of ANIMEniacs) lol you know what I mean....anywho, on with it!
-.--.--.--.-
The fire flickered upon his grim face, his eyes stared longingly into the inferno.
It was just like that night, he could remember. So tranquil yet so passionate. But the tranquility didn't last. He diverted his eyes to abolish the thought but it stood in him as there was no avoiding the pain he felt.
The sight of his love, his own mother hugging him and throwing him out of the flaming door to safety while she lingered to stave off the intruder, troubled him terribly as he recovered slowly having bumped his head against a tree. He speculated that perhaps he was out for several minutes. He looked to the still burning household. He was overjoyed to see her coming from the house ablazed, but the feeling was quickly erased as a gleam shimmered from her stomach.
Joy turned to terror as she collapsed onto the harsh earth. Her simple white kimono was stained crimson all up her back.
Her raven hair was sprawled all over her and the ground. There was a black silouetted figure. The young boy (as he was at the time) couldn't make out the offender's face, but the warrior's eyes glowed from the faint moonlight. They seemed reddish as the warrior, simply confirmed by his clad vestments, stared foreward at him, ripping his sword from the wenches body from under him.
A small rage filled the child's heart as he grabbed a large nearby shard of glass and ran head first into the devlish mans stomach shooving the shard into his side with all his might before the warror could pry the small one from him.
Tears came in streams. This demon slaughtered his father before his very eyes, and then came at his mother, who died saving his life. It deserved to die. To pay for its sins. He was going to kill the warrior himself, for his mother, for his father, for himself!
The warriors groaned loudly in pain and picked the child up and threw him across the lawn of the dojo. He landed squarely into a tree, and faded from conciousness yet again.
He awoke the next morning in the local hospital, only to find that his parents were dead. Still dead. And unavenged. His home was in smoldering ashes and the warrior had disappeared with out a trace. With in his small hospital, he vowed upon his very essense, he would find that warrior, and make him feel the pain he experienced. Every electrifying instance of suffering would befall the fate of such the poor soul of that warrior.
The fire snapped, briefly haulting his thoughts.
Though the thoughts weren't just mere ponderings, he felt every emotion through his body. He clenched his fists at the sudden glossiness in his eyes; fear, doubt, pain, despise, revenge welled inside his whole being. For many years now he's been waiting, searching, destroying, intent on resettling the score between that warrior and him. "they shall perish, and their death shall be slow and agonizing.." he closed his eyes, "I, Onyx Ninshuku, hier of the Ninshuku shrine shall kill any warrior that stands in my way..."
-.--.--.--.-
Please tell me what you think...this is the new version of Destinies Children..lol ; I kinda got rid of a lot of characters too and added some and all that shizniz, so yaya..lol whole new setting as well and well...ok, basically a whole new story with a couple char from DC..lol kay?
PLEASE REVIEW!! I have more on the way, but it might come sooner if you review!
Disclaimer: I will not repeat myself in following chapters, I don't own the Ronin idea in general. But I do own the series and I get to watch it all the time!! (bought it off of ANIMEniacs) lol you know what I mean....anywho, on with it!
-.--.--.--.-
The fire flickered upon his grim face, his eyes stared longingly into the inferno.
It was just like that night, he could remember. So tranquil yet so passionate. But the tranquility didn't last. He diverted his eyes to abolish the thought but it stood in him as there was no avoiding the pain he felt.
The sight of his love, his own mother hugging him and throwing him out of the flaming door to safety while she lingered to stave off the intruder, troubled him terribly as he recovered slowly having bumped his head against a tree. He speculated that perhaps he was out for several minutes. He looked to the still burning household. He was overjoyed to see her coming from the house ablazed, but the feeling was quickly erased as a gleam shimmered from her stomach.
Joy turned to terror as she collapsed onto the harsh earth. Her simple white kimono was stained crimson all up her back.
Her raven hair was sprawled all over her and the ground. There was a black silouetted figure. The young boy (as he was at the time) couldn't make out the offender's face, but the warrior's eyes glowed from the faint moonlight. They seemed reddish as the warrior, simply confirmed by his clad vestments, stared foreward at him, ripping his sword from the wenches body from under him.
A small rage filled the child's heart as he grabbed a large nearby shard of glass and ran head first into the devlish mans stomach shooving the shard into his side with all his might before the warror could pry the small one from him.
Tears came in streams. This demon slaughtered his father before his very eyes, and then came at his mother, who died saving his life. It deserved to die. To pay for its sins. He was going to kill the warrior himself, for his mother, for his father, for himself!
The warriors groaned loudly in pain and picked the child up and threw him across the lawn of the dojo. He landed squarely into a tree, and faded from conciousness yet again.
He awoke the next morning in the local hospital, only to find that his parents were dead. Still dead. And unavenged. His home was in smoldering ashes and the warrior had disappeared with out a trace. With in his small hospital, he vowed upon his very essense, he would find that warrior, and make him feel the pain he experienced. Every electrifying instance of suffering would befall the fate of such the poor soul of that warrior.
The fire snapped, briefly haulting his thoughts.
Though the thoughts weren't just mere ponderings, he felt every emotion through his body. He clenched his fists at the sudden glossiness in his eyes; fear, doubt, pain, despise, revenge welled inside his whole being. For many years now he's been waiting, searching, destroying, intent on resettling the score between that warrior and him. "they shall perish, and their death shall be slow and agonizing.." he closed his eyes, "I, Onyx Ninshuku, hier of the Ninshuku shrine shall kill any warrior that stands in my way..."
-.--.--.--.-
Please tell me what you think...this is the new version of Destinies Children..lol ; I kinda got rid of a lot of characters too and added some and all that shizniz, so yaya..lol whole new setting as well and well...ok, basically a whole new story with a couple char from DC..lol kay?
PLEASE REVIEW!! I have more on the way, but it might come sooner if you review!