Blade of the Immortal :
Chapter One: Allies
Hyakurin sat there with her pipe in hand as she looked out of the inns window. Her short blond hair now hung slightly above her shoulders, her eyes rested on him as, her thought's about how Shinriji and how he had tired to protect her, and died doing so. She wanted to cry out she was full of so much anger and haltered, her dreams haunted her of the past she tried so hard to forget. Her dark brown eyes looked up at Giichi as she lit up her pipe.
Giichi had stayed with her though the past two weeks most of her wounds were healed except were they had impaled her legs with nails and her arm. She could fell the holes in her legs as she walked, her short blond hair was caught in the genital breeze as she watched the sun rise. Giichi stood not far behind her watching over her like a worried father, Hyakurin stood there her body was still recovering as she stared out at the rising sun. "Have you heard anything about Manji or Rin?" she asked as he shook his head. She didn't say anything to him she just stared at her arm.
Hyakurin's dreams ran tough her head once again.
"It's not a woman's BUSINES, O-Hayku. It's been ten Year since my father died... A disciple of Ieharu-Sama himself! "One of the Three grate Sword masters," they called him! And NOW look at us! The Dojo closed, people calling me a Fraud behind my back... We can't even afford a SERVANT can't you SEE the state we're in?!"
"Eight years ago... You took the CHILD I'd borne, Mastsuhiko's twin Sister... And KILLED HER! 'I have no time to raise GIRLS.' You said! You didn't even Name Her!"
Hyakurin shook her head "Mastsuiko..." she whispered as she looked back up in the sky. "When can we leave?" she asked as his answer came after a long pause.
Giichi didn't know what to say , she could travel yes yet he didn't want to take the chance of moving her still wounded they way she was. Underneath this dark glasses his eyes looked over her battered body. He had to admit that she had a will unlike any other, he could only imagine what they had done to her while they had her. Yet she stayed quiet while a full grown men would have broke into tears spilling all they knew. "Chòkichi's shop should open soon if your hungry."
Hyakurin smiled, "Sounds nice..." her voice called back to him
softly.
Elsewhere
Magatsu was pissed. Manji had promised that, that sick bastard Shira would show up to get revenge for his missing hand. But, it had already been 2 weeks and there was no sign of him yet. "I can't sit around here waiting forever!" he growled at his scarred companion. "We have to hunt him down, not just laze around and do nothing."
"Well..." says Manji. "There is one other thing we could do is find the gang that Shira used to belong to, see if maybe he showed his face there or something. They're called the Mugai-ryu." Turning around Manji saw that Magatsu was already standing up with his sheathed sword in hand.
"Well, what're you waiting for?" asked Magatsu as he walked off without looking back.
"But, the idiot doesn't even know where he's going..." muttered Manji as he walked fast to catch up to Magatsu.
"Well, I think we've talked to every peasant in the damn village by now." said Manji after they had arrived to find the bath house headquarters of the Mugai-ryu abandoned. The place had been covered in bloodstains already sunk deep in the wood, it looked like the results of a bad fight. So, after asking around about any other big fights that had taken place recently they found the place by the lumber yards that Hyakurin had been kept (although they didn't know that yet).
Looking around the dark interior they saw the same evidence of a fight, marks in the wood from blades, and old stains of blood all over. But, although the villagers had taken away the bodies and tried to clean up the spills they'd pretty much left most of the things the way they were. Heh, the place still smelled faintly like a charnel house after all this time. Kneeling Magatsu picked up a blood stained nail, lying next to it were a pair of tongs for handling heated metal. It was pretty clear someone had been tortured here, too many people had been here for it to have been a Mugai-ryu interrogation. "and it's not their style anyways" said Manji "it must've been those Itto-ryu bastards again."
"Not their style you say? With one notable exception I think" said Magatsu with a fierce look in his eye, it was obvious he was thinking
about Shira again.
"... Anyway" said Manji "I don't think the person who was tortured died here, that means that the remaining Mugai-ryu couldn't have gone far. Let's ask the local druggist or healer if they had any interesting clients recently."
Meanwhile...
SLAP "It took you this long to reach us and you want 2 ryo for that little piece of information?" asked the tall fellow still holding his hand up for a second blow. "Here take 1 and your life, that's more generous than I've been in a long time. Now get outta here!" he said aiming a kick at the peasant who scrambled away.
"So, when're we leaving boss?" asked one of the figures who had seemed to be asleep under his wide straw hat. "Now." came the short but decisive answer.
Six shadowy figures fanned out at the silent hand gestures of their leader. They had finally reached their target, silently making a slashing motion against his throat the leader signed that there would be no mercy...
back in the Shop
Hyakurin bowed her head as Giichi opened the door to Chökichi's shop. She looked around as Giichi talked to Chökichi about. While the blond watched the few people out side of the building. She could fell her legs bleeding once again yet he didn't show her uncomforted. Giichi would lock her back in that room if she did.
She looked over towards the men, "Has there been any word on what happened to Rin and Manji?" She asked as the door to the shop opened again. "Not anything lately, worried about them?" Chökichi asked as he started their food and tea. "More so for Rin's safety than anything else." She said as Giichi handed her a cup of tea, she healed it in both hands as she looked at the golden brown liquid. She stared at herself in the glass, her and began to shake as she though about what they did to her. Giichi placed his hand on her right shoulder bringing her back to realty.
She began to slowly drink her tea waiting for their food.
Suddenly two of the warriors broke through the screen doors to the left of the building and two from the front entrance as the remaining two dropped from the ceiling into the very midst of the recovering Mugai-Ryu. They all hurled throwing knives or stars before drawing swords or other weapons and encircling the Mugai-Ryu.
Meanwhile
Manji and Magatsu were walking down an isolated byway when they saw a piece of wooden furniture flying out the window of a building up ahead. As they raced to the building they heard the crash of a pitched struggle going on inside. It had apparently been going on for some while. "Heh, I hope there's some left for us." said Manji to Magatsu.
In the Shop
Hyakurin sipped her tea as two of the warriors broke through the screen doors to the left of the building and two from the front entrance as the remaining two dropped from the ceiling into the very midst of the recovering Mugai-Ryu. They all hurled throwing knives or stars before drawing swords or other weapons and encircling the Mugai-Ryu. Giichi deflected the ones that he could and shielded Hyakurin from others, yet he couldn't protect her from off of them.
A few of the stars buried themselves into Hyakurin's legs and arm, lucky that was protected by her bandage. Giichi easily decapitated one of the men with a though of his Mito-No-Kami.
Hyakurin made a brake for the fallen mans sword yet was stopped dead in her tracks by one of the Ittö-ryù. Her dark brown eyes looked up at him as he placed his sword at her throat watching and watering for Giichi to make his move.
Giichi glared towards the man from under his glasses letting his Mito No-Kami fall towards the ground, Hyakurin looked up at him with pleading eyes not to get killed it was if she was asking him to run and leave her there. He closed s eyes as two of the men grabbed the slender yet muscular body thrown it to the ground.
The man looked over the two Mugai-Ryu warriors in satisfaction...
Authors Note
Okay this is chapter one of hopeful many more chapter's. I DO NOT OWN Blade of the Immortal, Hiroaki Samura and Dark Horse comics own it I'm just barrowing it. This is also based after the 11th book Beasts. Please leave a review and let me know what you think,and Please also note that I am not the only writer of this story, a friend (Joel) also helps write it. He writes for Manji and Magatsu, and I write for Hyakurin and Giichi. Anyone else we've both used. Thanks for reading
Chapter One: Allies
Hyakurin sat there with her pipe in hand as she looked out of the inns window. Her short blond hair now hung slightly above her shoulders, her eyes rested on him as, her thought's about how Shinriji and how he had tired to protect her, and died doing so. She wanted to cry out she was full of so much anger and haltered, her dreams haunted her of the past she tried so hard to forget. Her dark brown eyes looked up at Giichi as she lit up her pipe.
Giichi had stayed with her though the past two weeks most of her wounds were healed except were they had impaled her legs with nails and her arm. She could fell the holes in her legs as she walked, her short blond hair was caught in the genital breeze as she watched the sun rise. Giichi stood not far behind her watching over her like a worried father, Hyakurin stood there her body was still recovering as she stared out at the rising sun. "Have you heard anything about Manji or Rin?" she asked as he shook his head. She didn't say anything to him she just stared at her arm.
Hyakurin's dreams ran tough her head once again.
"It's not a woman's BUSINES, O-Hayku. It's been ten Year since my father died... A disciple of Ieharu-Sama himself! "One of the Three grate Sword masters," they called him! And NOW look at us! The Dojo closed, people calling me a Fraud behind my back... We can't even afford a SERVANT can't you SEE the state we're in?!"
"Eight years ago... You took the CHILD I'd borne, Mastsuhiko's twin Sister... And KILLED HER! 'I have no time to raise GIRLS.' You said! You didn't even Name Her!"
Hyakurin shook her head "Mastsuiko..." she whispered as she looked back up in the sky. "When can we leave?" she asked as his answer came after a long pause.
Giichi didn't know what to say , she could travel yes yet he didn't want to take the chance of moving her still wounded they way she was. Underneath this dark glasses his eyes looked over her battered body. He had to admit that she had a will unlike any other, he could only imagine what they had done to her while they had her. Yet she stayed quiet while a full grown men would have broke into tears spilling all they knew. "Chòkichi's shop should open soon if your hungry."
Hyakurin smiled, "Sounds nice..." her voice called back to him
softly.
Elsewhere
Magatsu was pissed. Manji had promised that, that sick bastard Shira would show up to get revenge for his missing hand. But, it had already been 2 weeks and there was no sign of him yet. "I can't sit around here waiting forever!" he growled at his scarred companion. "We have to hunt him down, not just laze around and do nothing."
"Well..." says Manji. "There is one other thing we could do is find the gang that Shira used to belong to, see if maybe he showed his face there or something. They're called the Mugai-ryu." Turning around Manji saw that Magatsu was already standing up with his sheathed sword in hand.
"Well, what're you waiting for?" asked Magatsu as he walked off without looking back.
"But, the idiot doesn't even know where he's going..." muttered Manji as he walked fast to catch up to Magatsu.
"Well, I think we've talked to every peasant in the damn village by now." said Manji after they had arrived to find the bath house headquarters of the Mugai-ryu abandoned. The place had been covered in bloodstains already sunk deep in the wood, it looked like the results of a bad fight. So, after asking around about any other big fights that had taken place recently they found the place by the lumber yards that Hyakurin had been kept (although they didn't know that yet).
Looking around the dark interior they saw the same evidence of a fight, marks in the wood from blades, and old stains of blood all over. But, although the villagers had taken away the bodies and tried to clean up the spills they'd pretty much left most of the things the way they were. Heh, the place still smelled faintly like a charnel house after all this time. Kneeling Magatsu picked up a blood stained nail, lying next to it were a pair of tongs for handling heated metal. It was pretty clear someone had been tortured here, too many people had been here for it to have been a Mugai-ryu interrogation. "and it's not their style anyways" said Manji "it must've been those Itto-ryu bastards again."
"Not their style you say? With one notable exception I think" said Magatsu with a fierce look in his eye, it was obvious he was thinking
about Shira again.
"... Anyway" said Manji "I don't think the person who was tortured died here, that means that the remaining Mugai-ryu couldn't have gone far. Let's ask the local druggist or healer if they had any interesting clients recently."
Meanwhile...
SLAP "It took you this long to reach us and you want 2 ryo for that little piece of information?" asked the tall fellow still holding his hand up for a second blow. "Here take 1 and your life, that's more generous than I've been in a long time. Now get outta here!" he said aiming a kick at the peasant who scrambled away.
"So, when're we leaving boss?" asked one of the figures who had seemed to be asleep under his wide straw hat. "Now." came the short but decisive answer.
Six shadowy figures fanned out at the silent hand gestures of their leader. They had finally reached their target, silently making a slashing motion against his throat the leader signed that there would be no mercy...
back in the Shop
Hyakurin bowed her head as Giichi opened the door to Chökichi's shop. She looked around as Giichi talked to Chökichi about. While the blond watched the few people out side of the building. She could fell her legs bleeding once again yet he didn't show her uncomforted. Giichi would lock her back in that room if she did.
She looked over towards the men, "Has there been any word on what happened to Rin and Manji?" She asked as the door to the shop opened again. "Not anything lately, worried about them?" Chökichi asked as he started their food and tea. "More so for Rin's safety than anything else." She said as Giichi handed her a cup of tea, she healed it in both hands as she looked at the golden brown liquid. She stared at herself in the glass, her and began to shake as she though about what they did to her. Giichi placed his hand on her right shoulder bringing her back to realty.
She began to slowly drink her tea waiting for their food.
Suddenly two of the warriors broke through the screen doors to the left of the building and two from the front entrance as the remaining two dropped from the ceiling into the very midst of the recovering Mugai-Ryu. They all hurled throwing knives or stars before drawing swords or other weapons and encircling the Mugai-Ryu.
Meanwhile
Manji and Magatsu were walking down an isolated byway when they saw a piece of wooden furniture flying out the window of a building up ahead. As they raced to the building they heard the crash of a pitched struggle going on inside. It had apparently been going on for some while. "Heh, I hope there's some left for us." said Manji to Magatsu.
In the Shop
Hyakurin sipped her tea as two of the warriors broke through the screen doors to the left of the building and two from the front entrance as the remaining two dropped from the ceiling into the very midst of the recovering Mugai-Ryu. They all hurled throwing knives or stars before drawing swords or other weapons and encircling the Mugai-Ryu. Giichi deflected the ones that he could and shielded Hyakurin from others, yet he couldn't protect her from off of them.
A few of the stars buried themselves into Hyakurin's legs and arm, lucky that was protected by her bandage. Giichi easily decapitated one of the men with a though of his Mito-No-Kami.
Hyakurin made a brake for the fallen mans sword yet was stopped dead in her tracks by one of the Ittö-ryù. Her dark brown eyes looked up at him as he placed his sword at her throat watching and watering for Giichi to make his move.
Giichi glared towards the man from under his glasses letting his Mito No-Kami fall towards the ground, Hyakurin looked up at him with pleading eyes not to get killed it was if she was asking him to run and leave her there. He closed s eyes as two of the men grabbed the slender yet muscular body thrown it to the ground.
The man looked over the two Mugai-Ryu warriors in satisfaction...
Authors Note
Okay this is chapter one of hopeful many more chapter's. I DO NOT OWN Blade of the Immortal, Hiroaki Samura and Dark Horse comics own it I'm just barrowing it. This is also based after the 11th book Beasts. Please leave a review and let me know what you think,and Please also note that I am not the only writer of this story, a friend (Joel) also helps write it. He writes for Manji and Magatsu, and I write for Hyakurin and Giichi. Anyone else we've both used. Thanks for reading