Lost Daughter
Chapter one
Azure hair touched her back as she looked down at the ground, a binding of her dead frosted digits coiled around the genetic woven hair. She looked up, showing cold face, she appeared crying through her murky hazel orbs. Looking down again she arose to her feet, brushing the dirt from her black, scretched onto her well-developed body, clothing. Silver buckles latched together at the start of her neck, closing down at her hip, which was hugged with the same black material hugging her legs. She removed the dead, crimson bleeding rose from her fingers, and allowed it to lay on the ground. Standing she turned, collecting dust on her fine polished black boots. She walked away from what was a grave, her father's grave.
Riding on her back was a sword, spurring from the sword were ever so often crackles of blue lightining. She walked forward, not wishing to turn back to look the grave, it was just another dead emotion to her. She already lost her other family, sisters, brothers, her mother and now her father. She was left alone in this world. She paced onward, as if she knew where she was dawning next, yet she didn't know.
Walking on she meet up what was maybe a friend, looking to the person she smiled, showing hidden dinged saffron fangs. The person as well smiled, showing red tainted fangs, wondering how she was doing, out he bellowed in a strong voice, " Are you well Hitokiri?"
She barely glanced back at the grave as she spoke to her friend, " I am well, I just need that time alone with the grave of my father. Shall we proceed on the journey to Kade?"
The man raising to his feet, after sitting on a stone, looks at her with emerald eyes. His eyes looked timid, yet inside there was a raging flame dancing, it showed that he was not always peaceful. Black splinters fell over his timid eyes, his hair, it spiked more towards the front and straightened at the back. In which he tied his longer hair in a silver ribbon, letting it drape down his mid back. He wore the same as Hitokiri, only he took a different shade in color, he wasn't as dark as she. He went for a brighter color, a soft, light blue. Hugging onto his knuckles was brass, the brass had a short of spark to it.
He stood close at her side, looking towards the far left, looking at the soon to die trees, speaking to Hitokiri, " Do you think life would be different if both our parents were still alive?"
Hitokiri hated these type of questions, they were not her type. With a light cough she spilled out a quick answer, " I don't think it matters."
" What makes you say that?"
Hitokiri looks to the side of his head and says, " Why do all these questions bother you all of a sudden Inochi?"
He turned to face her, " I don't know. You and I have known each other for a long, long time. Traveling always together, we know each other like the back of our hand. Your closer to me, then my own mother, then again she died when I was three. You helped raise me as well as I helped raise you. So you have been a mother and a friend for me. You also taught me your fighting ways, so you're a teacher too. You have done a lot for me."
Before he could finish Hitokiri interrupted him, " What are you trying to get at here Inochi?"
He gulped as he said, " I just wanted to know if I am ever going to be around when you fall in love for the first time? "
Hitokiri cracked a smile, having a hint of laughter in her voice as she spoke, " Fall in love? Inochi were you hinting on crack while I was at the grave? You know I gave up on emotions when my father died. That is what it takes to be a warrior in my opinion, not to feel anything. If someone else close to me was to die, I can walk on and defeat challenges ahead without anything distracting me. Why do you always address this simple issue that you know the answer to? "
He shrugged as he spoke, " Because we can not always adventure, we will eventually age, become old and not be able to do the things that we can do now. Do you not want someone to live on your legacy? Your family name?"
" My legacy should die, why bring a child into the world? Have you forgotten what we are Inochi?"
He sighed, she couldn't see what he was proposing. He loved her, yet he didn't have the heart to tell her yet. He shook his head as he spoke to her, " Because a child is a gift given to all women."
" Don't associate me with all women, because last I checked I was different kind of woman. Why does it matter what I do with my life to you Inochi?"
" Because you're a close friend of mine, I should care. Also you can not tell me that you do not care."
Hitokiri looking away says as she looks down, " You don't have to believe me, but I know what I feel."
Inochi looked at her and then says with a sigh, " I just don't want you to die alone Hitokiri. I care a lot about you, and the way you use your emotions do not seem healthy to me."
" Inochi, I thank you for caring about me, but what I do with my body is my own decision. Don't worry about me so much, I am a grown woman."
Inochi sighed, he wasn't going to try with her anymore, she was so stubborn. Inochi remained silent as they headed down their path. Kade wasn't far from here, there was suspicion that someone there could of killed Inochi's older brother Shikin. Inochi looked down letting his thoughts deceive a little more. He didn't know what to do, he loved Hitokiri but she was stubborn as a horse. The warm sunset wrapped around their body as they headed into the rays, both getting ready for a adventure, full of strange events. Inochi and Hitokiri, both embarking on a quest to stop the people that killed their families.
Chapter one
Azure hair touched her back as she looked down at the ground, a binding of her dead frosted digits coiled around the genetic woven hair. She looked up, showing cold face, she appeared crying through her murky hazel orbs. Looking down again she arose to her feet, brushing the dirt from her black, scretched onto her well-developed body, clothing. Silver buckles latched together at the start of her neck, closing down at her hip, which was hugged with the same black material hugging her legs. She removed the dead, crimson bleeding rose from her fingers, and allowed it to lay on the ground. Standing she turned, collecting dust on her fine polished black boots. She walked away from what was a grave, her father's grave.
Riding on her back was a sword, spurring from the sword were ever so often crackles of blue lightining. She walked forward, not wishing to turn back to look the grave, it was just another dead emotion to her. She already lost her other family, sisters, brothers, her mother and now her father. She was left alone in this world. She paced onward, as if she knew where she was dawning next, yet she didn't know.
Walking on she meet up what was maybe a friend, looking to the person she smiled, showing hidden dinged saffron fangs. The person as well smiled, showing red tainted fangs, wondering how she was doing, out he bellowed in a strong voice, " Are you well Hitokiri?"
She barely glanced back at the grave as she spoke to her friend, " I am well, I just need that time alone with the grave of my father. Shall we proceed on the journey to Kade?"
The man raising to his feet, after sitting on a stone, looks at her with emerald eyes. His eyes looked timid, yet inside there was a raging flame dancing, it showed that he was not always peaceful. Black splinters fell over his timid eyes, his hair, it spiked more towards the front and straightened at the back. In which he tied his longer hair in a silver ribbon, letting it drape down his mid back. He wore the same as Hitokiri, only he took a different shade in color, he wasn't as dark as she. He went for a brighter color, a soft, light blue. Hugging onto his knuckles was brass, the brass had a short of spark to it.
He stood close at her side, looking towards the far left, looking at the soon to die trees, speaking to Hitokiri, " Do you think life would be different if both our parents were still alive?"
Hitokiri hated these type of questions, they were not her type. With a light cough she spilled out a quick answer, " I don't think it matters."
" What makes you say that?"
Hitokiri looks to the side of his head and says, " Why do all these questions bother you all of a sudden Inochi?"
He turned to face her, " I don't know. You and I have known each other for a long, long time. Traveling always together, we know each other like the back of our hand. Your closer to me, then my own mother, then again she died when I was three. You helped raise me as well as I helped raise you. So you have been a mother and a friend for me. You also taught me your fighting ways, so you're a teacher too. You have done a lot for me."
Before he could finish Hitokiri interrupted him, " What are you trying to get at here Inochi?"
He gulped as he said, " I just wanted to know if I am ever going to be around when you fall in love for the first time? "
Hitokiri cracked a smile, having a hint of laughter in her voice as she spoke, " Fall in love? Inochi were you hinting on crack while I was at the grave? You know I gave up on emotions when my father died. That is what it takes to be a warrior in my opinion, not to feel anything. If someone else close to me was to die, I can walk on and defeat challenges ahead without anything distracting me. Why do you always address this simple issue that you know the answer to? "
He shrugged as he spoke, " Because we can not always adventure, we will eventually age, become old and not be able to do the things that we can do now. Do you not want someone to live on your legacy? Your family name?"
" My legacy should die, why bring a child into the world? Have you forgotten what we are Inochi?"
He sighed, she couldn't see what he was proposing. He loved her, yet he didn't have the heart to tell her yet. He shook his head as he spoke to her, " Because a child is a gift given to all women."
" Don't associate me with all women, because last I checked I was different kind of woman. Why does it matter what I do with my life to you Inochi?"
" Because you're a close friend of mine, I should care. Also you can not tell me that you do not care."
Hitokiri looking away says as she looks down, " You don't have to believe me, but I know what I feel."
Inochi looked at her and then says with a sigh, " I just don't want you to die alone Hitokiri. I care a lot about you, and the way you use your emotions do not seem healthy to me."
" Inochi, I thank you for caring about me, but what I do with my body is my own decision. Don't worry about me so much, I am a grown woman."
Inochi sighed, he wasn't going to try with her anymore, she was so stubborn. Inochi remained silent as they headed down their path. Kade wasn't far from here, there was suspicion that someone there could of killed Inochi's older brother Shikin. Inochi looked down letting his thoughts deceive a little more. He didn't know what to do, he loved Hitokiri but she was stubborn as a horse. The warm sunset wrapped around their body as they headed into the rays, both getting ready for a adventure, full of strange events. Inochi and Hitokiri, both embarking on a quest to stop the people that killed their families.