Chapter 7: The answers to curse
I left the Minamoto mansion, after my attack on Rengoku whom probably didn't even think I had the guts to attack him like that, nor did the others probably...? "I wonder what Yoshitsune and his crew would do to Rengoku? Probably take it easy on him, unless he chose suicide..." I mumbled the end, and twist my head around to see my surroundings as I continue walking, gradually as a moving theatre of different shops and walkways.
"I need to find a place to stay for tonight, than out of here tomorrow." I mumble, than left the main road for a small shack like home that seemed to be from a branch of the main road, and out of the way and crawled into a comfortable huddle.
Early the next day, I woke to the sun peaking through cracks and glass of the shack, holding the small building together, 'I do need to get out of here soon...' I got up and stretched my arms, before changing into a form fitting suit I brought for myself than packed the rest cautiously, "Who knows who will see me." I say, as I pick up my needles and take a poisonless needle to carefully draw on my skin, something to differentiate me from previously, and to slowly change my appearance to something more ragged.
When I left, I had two poisonless needles in my hair, holding a sloppy bun and some strands hanging down from the bun, while my face appeared cut with some growing scars that I could hardly feel at the moment. 'I did something stupid, doing this... But, regretting it is something I can't do...' So than, I started off towards the forest, when I saw people that seemed to be similar to the ninjas before, I shook it off and quickly went a different direction towards an unknown forest.
I kept treading through the forest until I heard what seemed to be soft voices in the distance, half of me wanted to see who the voice belonged to and half was fearful... 'Some of the softest people, are the cruelest...' I thought, only to continue towards the voice, despite what I thought to myself just moments ago.
As I approached the voice, I realize I was near the sea and a person that seemed rather familiar. As I peered closer, I thought I saw Yoshitsune, only to feel slight fright at how fast the man seemed to arrive in a far away place, than thought, it was probably by horse, I don't ride horse so of course I was slower.
I shook my head, and took a slightly longer route to avoid the man and his comrades, only to see the sea again and how soft the shifty soil felt inbetween my toes and how they sunk my feet down slightly.
As I lied down in the sand to go in and out of a strange daydream that guided me to a world that helped me more than reality ever did, and ever will...
Daydream, The sweet and strange shadowy man, started to wobble out of my vision, as my past came to my vision instead... I saw my parents, my mother sitting next to my father and my auntie, while I stayed in bed like I always used to in the past... Until, strange music came playing that day, making my vision fade only to see barely father stab mother and yell at her inaudibly, then he collapsed from something I later learned was poison he had by my auntie... she said, 'Your father and mother are unfaithful, so they can't serve their purpose, doesn't mean you can't.' than Auntie taking me to be taught in the skills of the assassins, and hearing my aunt was an assassin as well...
I woke to see people above me, than I launched myself upright realizing I was out in the open and that Minamoto's crew could of gotten me... and actually got me again, "What should we do with an assassin?" asked one suspiciously, only to get one to answer with a request to kill me. I looked towards the man, Hyosuke, and saw how dull his eyes were and how little they seemed to care for the mere existence I held, even as a pawn in this war of theirs.
I didn't speak, for I felt there was hardly any use. Out of about six men here, almost all of them want to mutilate, torture or kill me for the sake of proving this war of theirs is useless, but who is the real killer in this situation? Those who are being used as a killer, or those who are willingly killing others? It may seem as either, but one chose and other did not choose, but had to go do it.
I sigh and shook my head at Hyosuke, like he was a child with a silly folly to go after, but that seemed to anger him more by his eyes narrowing at me more, and the others just watching me quietly, until Yoshitsune came again with a slightly surprised look this time. "What is Miyano doing here this time, she left us and proved her loyalty, she doesn't need this." He pleads to the others, only for the ninjas to slowly start to look guilty, besides Hyosuke, who still stared at me like a small animal worth torturing.
The few left, than came back, which felt like forever talking amongst themselves, than came to me, "Why do you have those cuts? What happened?" Yoshitsune asks with deep concern, only for me to look away and say spiteful towards anyone, or trying to be spiteful "If I came out, you'd capture me again... I want to leave." I mainly got simple stares, before some sighed and asked, "Why did you help with Rengoku?" I looked to all their puzzled expressions and thought carefully, than answer cautiously "Which answer do you want, a revengeful one..." I turn towards Hyosuke as I say 'revenge' than to the others with, "Or a proposal sort of one?" Which left all still suspicious and ask, "What proposal?"
"I want to be free... That's my proposal in giving Rengoku..." I explain than went silent, waiting for them to either agree, disagree, or leave.
