During the Revolution in the Edo period of Japan, many samurai legends were born of fire and blood, but none more well known then the red-headed demon Battosai the manslayer. It was said that he shed more blood than either side combined. As the dawn of the Meiji era started the Battosai had seemingly vanished for ten years, to atone for his many sins. But we are not here for a story of a manslayer, we are here for the story of Kenshin Himura. The young man who disappeared into an unknown world for two years, we are here for the young man with the power to keep a courageous youth in check. A courageous youth whom with the help of Kenshin will be able to save his world.

Kenshin did not realize that he was lost, nor did he realized he was lost in the woods. He was more than preoccupied with the blood pouring out onto his gi. Kenshin chewed his lip, what had he expected? Everyone in Kyoto knew who he was and he had probably killed many of their family or friends, of course they had wanted revenge. 'And I would let them', he thought a bit dryly. Kenshin shuffled through the forest compressing his side. In a last effort stitch to keep himself from bleeding out on the mossy ground. With every step it seemed like the fight would drain out of Kenshin. It also didn't help that he was lost because every step wasted was a step towards death. Finally after what seemed like endless shuffling Kenshin collapsed. He found the floor was surprisingly comfortable. The hand putting pressure on his side slowly let it's death grip go. The blood began to pool around him. "I'm sorry." Kenshin quietly said to the ground as he blacked out, unaware that a second person was in the woods and had witnessed his fall.

Link quickly took the man to his home, he was lucky that all the Kokiri were enjoying the Fairy Festival. The Fairy Festival, he felt himself collapse inwards, it wasn't that he wasn't allowed into the festival, it was just something he couldn't do without a fairy. Link jumped when the Man moaned, right, wounds now self-pity-party later. He moved the strange clothes off the Man's arms and hissed. The wound was deep, really deep and even though it was starting to clot it would take a lot of his medicine to fix it up. Link tenderly wrapped the man's side up after lathering it in some of Saria's special ointment. He now thought it was prudent to see exactly what a "Man" looked like, he….did not like any man Saria had described. His ears were rounded unlike theirs, nor did he wear "pants"; infact he looked more like one of those Gerudos he read about. Link hesitantly touched the man's hair, it was very nattered and had knots seemingly everywhere, and yet, Link carefully unknotted every locked up hair he found until he could easily glide his hand through the hair. The Man smiled in his sleep, "This isn't so bad." Link thought drowsily as he slowly fell asleep next to the Man.

Kenshin heard a rustling next to him, he shot up and placed a hand to his hip only to find that his sword was missing. Kenshin's eyes landed on a small boy, who looked just as surprised as himself. They stared at each other, Kenshin realized the child was actually quite odd. For one he had long pointed ears, 'Like an elf' Kenshin distantly thought, the child also possessed the stark blonde hair and deep blue eyes of a foreigner, but the strangest thing was his clothes. A deep green hat and dress with belt at the boy's waist and strong sturdy boots. Foreigners, he knew, dressed oddly but Kenshin knew for a fact that no parent would ever dress their child like this. "LINK!" came a loud voice that made both boys jump. The boy searched Kenshin's face and nodded to himself, he pointed at Kenshin and sternly pointed at the bed. The message was very obvious, Kenshin found himself nodding at the boy's command. The boy satisfied with the answer grinned and waved goodbye as he rushed outside, "Coming Saria!"