P.S. this is a continuation of the first chapter and the means a flash back and the flash back is of Bankotsu's childhood and it leads up to who the girl is. So start reading.
"I'm that little girl." The voice replied. "I'm that little girl."
The voice now lingered in his mind repeating over and over again for what seemed like hours. He remembered now.
Bankotsu was all alone in his new village. No he wasn't alone he was an outcast. The kids in the village picked on him all the time. They would wound him badly. He wanted to cry and run home into his mother's arms but he has no mother now. He has no father either. Both were dead. The adults would shun him if he asked for a favor. Sometimes they would ignore him completely. Maybe it was the mark on his forehead that made him an outcast. He was alone no he was an outcast. No one cared for him. Until one day.
"Stop it. Stop hurting him." Shouted a voice.
"Why should we? He doesn't belong here." Shouted the leader of the group of kids.
"So?" said the voice with more authority now.
Bankotsu saw a girl standing there but he couldn't make out here entirely because his eyes were partly swollen. He could see that she had long black hair that was in what appeared to be a braid and looked almost as tall as him. The thought hit him why would she want to help me?
All of a sudden the group of boys launched at her with fists at the ready. She dodged them without hesitation, and then kicked them all to the ground. Then she walked over like nothing happened and reached her hand out and said in the softest voice ever…
"Come on Bankotsu."
Everything went black at that moment for Bankotsu and the next thing he knew he was in a small hut. He was sore all over and he smelled herbs of a huge variety all over as well. Bankotsu heard footsteps outside. He pretended to be asleep but he had his eyes opened just a crack to see who was coming in the hut. The girl that had helped him came in and sat down next to the straw mat of which he laid on. There were herbs in one arm and in the other was some kind of fish that he had never seen before. She started to skin the fish and take out the bones. Then she left and came back with two buckets of water. One bucket she tipped over into a pot and started a fire under it, and the other bucket was gentle carried to where Bankotsu lay. She got a cloth and folded it then dipped it into the water and placed it on his forehead.
"I must make him a weapon to protect himself in the future." She whispered.
" What is your name?" Bankotsu asked suddenly.
She was shocked when he made his question.
"My name why ask that?" she said panicking to get words out. She started to blush.
"So I may thank you for what you did." Replied Bankotsu.
"A name is just words it means nothing."
" I think a name says almost everything about a person."
She replied in a whisper as if talking to herself. "My name…is Kyuna."