I'm baacckkk! Here as I probably didn't promise is the second chapter of my shitty fanfiction.
Disclaimer: I do not in any form own the rights to ROTG or any other mentioned works that are subject to copyright or plagiarism.
"A long time ago, deep in the mountains at the heart of Japan there was a monastery that was run by monks. One day during the morning after a great snowstorm a monk emerged from the temple at the sound of crying. And there on the steps lay a bundle of blankets, as blue as the winter sky and made from the most expensive silk. Inside the bundle lay a babe, with hair as white as the freshly fallen snow and eyes the color of a frozen lake. It was believed that the winter spirits themselves and delivered the child to the monks. Over the years the monks raised the child themselves and named him Bodhi, teaching him their ways and the language of the surrounding country.
Nine long years of raising the boy and teaching him everything the monks knew there was another child that appeared. But not as the first one had, no, it was the boy that rescued the child.
The child, a young girl of nine years by the name of Haruka, was traveling with her family. Her father was a merchant from Ireland and her mother was a seamstress from Japan. She was a beautiful mix of both. She had auburn hair that flowed like the silk her mother often spun, it was a combination of her mothers dark chocolate curly locks and her fathers wild red mane. Her eyes were the perfect almond shape showing her asain decent and were the color of fields in the spring.
Her family was part of a caravan traveling through the mountains to the large village in the valley of the twin mountains. Sadly the caravan wouldn't make it to the valley. A gang whose leader was after Haruka's mother's swords attacked the caravan. You see these weren't ordinary swords, they were twin Katana that had been handed down in her family for generations. They were believed to have been blessed by a greatful winter spirit and could only be used by someone of Mori blood. The Katana were a beautiful representation of the colder seasons. The blade was a glacier blue with incarnate depictions of snowflakes and swirling winds. The hilt was a deep royal blue with the symbol of a bare tree in the center. At the touch of someone of Mori decent the Katana would glow a low white color and the blade would become layered in frost.
No one survive except Haruka, she was hidden in the wagon while the gang killed her parents. Her mother had told them where the swords were, but unknown to the men she had lied. When they were done with the caravan they threw the bodies and the wagons down the cliff side by the road. Haruka was still inside the wagon while it fell, she broke her arm and hit her head so hard it sent her into unconsciousness. Beheathe where she lay hidden was a compartment in the floor of the wagon, where the Katana were kept.
The next day the boy and one of the younger monks were traveling down the mountain to collect herbs that only grew at the base. On their way back up the mountain the boy spotted the broken wagons in a ravine, he and the monk carried the girl back to the monastery where they healed the child. When she had awoken, as soon as she laid her eyes upon the boy, she disliked him. They got into many fights and arguments, until they slowly formed a strange but good friendship. When the girl was healed, in body and mind she and Bodhi traveled down the mountain to the ravine where the broken wagons still laid. She returned to the monastery with her mother's journal and the two Katana.
For the next few years both children learned what the could, including how to wield weapons. Bodhi took up the Bō staff and mastered many styles of trowing knives. Haruka learned to master the twin Katana and a Kusarigama. From then forth they traveled and earned their living by helping villages fight against bandits or other dangers.
That is until one day they ran into the son of the gang leader.
Alright, this is fucking terrible and I'll probably delete this chapter and rewrite it, but, here ya go. Enjoy.
TDS out.