Chapter 3 – Sacrifice
I looked around at the fallen men and fought the urge to cry. Their sacrifice was not in vain, but it should not have been necessary. Too many have died already in this peaceful era. I sheathed my sakabatou and bowed my head slightly to each of the fallen. The large, muscular one, the short goblin, the fire man…and the man with the demon mask I had fought, Hanya.
When I fought him, I had been disgusted at his lack of pity for Megumi. For a man with a hard life, he should've understood her better than anyone. His final words, however, showed that he did understand and care.
"Look. If you go up that second flight of stairs, there's a small observatory. Takani Megumi is imprisoned there. I don't know why I'm worried for her when Aoshi-sama is in danger. After this, it's up to you, Battousai."
I gulped, feeling a lump in my throat, and paid my final respects to Oniwabanshu Hanya.
Megumi touched my arm lightly. "He was a kind man, Ken-san. He loved children." I looked at her in surprise.
"You knew him?" She nodded slightly.
"He had…a nice smile." I nodded with understanding, and lent her my arm for support as we walked home.
THE END
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I looked around at the fallen men and fought the urge to cry. Their sacrifice was not in vain, but it should not have been necessary. Too many have died already in this peaceful era. I sheathed my sakabatou and bowed my head slightly to each of the fallen. The large, muscular one, the short goblin, the fire man…and the man with the demon mask I had fought, Hanya.
When I fought him, I had been disgusted at his lack of pity for Megumi. For a man with a hard life, he should've understood her better than anyone. His final words, however, showed that he did understand and care.
"Look. If you go up that second flight of stairs, there's a small observatory. Takani Megumi is imprisoned there. I don't know why I'm worried for her when Aoshi-sama is in danger. After this, it's up to you, Battousai."
I gulped, feeling a lump in my throat, and paid my final respects to Oniwabanshu Hanya.
Megumi touched my arm lightly. "He was a kind man, Ken-san. He loved children." I looked at her in surprise.
"You knew him?" She nodded slightly.
"He had…a nice smile." I nodded with understanding, and lent her my arm for support as we walked home.
THE END
(Please R&R, I love feedback! I really hoped you enjoyed the story!)