back already AGAIN! YEAH! here comes a little action. disclaimers. here goes! oh, by the way, i should've mentioned this already: normal text is what's going on. italicized means it's Inukashi's thoughts. unless it's surrounded by normal text like this, which means putting emphasis on the word. anyway, enjoy!
Mantosu and I were walking through the village, talking about nothing in particular, when suddenly Dad dropped down right in front of us. "Inukashi, come on." We started following him, until he turned around and said, "Did I say for you to come to, Mantosu?" "I'll catch up with you later." I told him. We exchanged goodbyes, and I followed Dad back to the hut.
When we got there, I said, "Dad, I already told Mom I'm fine." He gave me a what-are-you-talking-about look. He said, "I've got something for you." He went to the closet-How long have we had a closet?-and pulled out a sword. He handed it to me, saying, "Here. I heard about what happened, and decided it's time for you to have a sword. After all, you're already 15." "Inuyasha, are you sure?" Mom asked him. He turned to her, "We were about his age when I got Tetsusaiga, remember?" "Yes, but…" Mom couldn't argue back. "Okay, but you have to teach him how to use it."
"Actually," I started, "I, uh, actually know how to use one…" Dad raised an eyebrow and asked, "How?" "One of the samurai that stayed here for awhile taught me…said even if I never have to use one, knowing how is an invaluable skill." "He was right." Dad said, still holding the sword out. "Are you gonna take it or not?"
I took it from him, and my hand tingled for a second. What was that? "This sword has some history to it." Dad told me. "More than I know. This sword is named Raiden, and it's extremely dangerous if you're not careful.
"You remember the story I told you about the half-demon Mazutear?" Just the name angered me-kidnap my mother, will he? Lucky Dad killed you before I was even born. I nodded my head. "This was his sword. Your mother grabbed it while I was unconscious. Pull it out of the sheath."
I did, and the blade was surrounded by e blue-electric aura. My entire arm tingled from the power of it. "Whoa. It's powerful" I told myself. "Yeah." Dad said. "Make sure the blade doesn't even touch anything you're not trying to kill, otherwise you'll be regretting that mistake as long as you live." Note taken. I couldn't look away from the blade. My sword…my own sword. And one as powerful as this.
"Why don't I get a cool thing like that?" Kanume whined. "Because," Mom said, "you're only eight. There shouldn't be any time you'll need a weapon at your age, especially now that Inukashi has one." "Come on, son." Dad told me. "Let's see how good you are with a sword."
We walked outside, and Dad grabbed two wooden swords from behind the house and tossed me one. "Where'd you get these?" I asked. "Made them." he said. "I've been planning on giving you Raiden for awhile, and I was gonna use these to train you. Instead, we're gonna spar with 'em."
I took a fighting pose. Dad just stood there. "Your pose is off. You're already going to lose." "Don't be so sure." I told him. "I developed my own style." Dad shrugged, and held his sword like he would his Tetsusaiga.
I rushed him, swinging for his legs. He easily blocked my attack, jumped over me, and brought his sword down on the top of my head. I fell down, holding it. Get up. This is your chance to outdo him.
I stood up and took my stance, but he was already on top of me. Somehow, I managed to block most of his attacks. He suddenly jumped back and said, "A demon's not gonna wait for you to get up." My anger rising, I rushed him again, feigning another leg attack. He jumped again, and I jumped with him. We exchanged quite a few blows in the air, neither of us hitting each other.
When we landed, I jumped back, doing a backflip as I did. When I landed, he swung for my head. I blocked, but felt the wood hit my stomach. I doubled over, breath leaving my lungs.
When I stood back up, I took on a defensive pose. Dad grinned and ran towards me. He went for another head shot. I blocked with the sword vertically, blocking my head and stomach, just to have my feet knocked out from under me. As I was falling, I felt Dad's sword hit my stomach, adding force to my landing.
Come on…I couldn't catch my breath. I just laid there, looking weak in front of everyone, struggling to breathe. Dad just stood a few feet away. "Keh, Guess you're not as good as you said."
I saw him turn around. Turn your back on me…I jumped up and rushed him. As he turned around, I broke my sword on his stomach, hearing him lose his breath. I felt a small bit of satisfaction.
He doubled over, and I reached for his sword, hoping to use it against him. But when I grabbed it, he grabbed my wrist and threw me over his shoulder. I landed on my back, looking at the end of his wooden sword.
"That'll get you killed quicker than most mess-ups." he told me. "You have to be absolutely certain you'll get the sword out of your opponent's hand before you reach for it. We're done for today."
"No…" I told him, struggling to get up. "I can still…" "No, you can't." he said. "You can barely stand. If it makes you feel any better, you did better than I expected." Then he went into the hut. Mom rushed over to me and helped me up. I looked at her, only to realize it was Sirka, not Mom. "You…saw?" Then everything went black.
so? epic, right? review plz i'm open to criticism (good and bad, although there's no bad yet surprisingly), ideas, or just ur thoughts.
