Bankotsu and Jakotsu had arrived, hiding within the bushes and behind trees. They watched the villagers slowly disperse into their homes to retire for the night. Bankotsu had no idea of what they did to Yuya. He thought they had put her somewhere safe and fed her properly; he had no idea that they had beaten her to the point where she couldn't walk for a week or two.
"I'll get rid of the chief first and set fire to this village, you go search within every shed and room and find Yuya," Bankotsu ordered, and began pulling out his knives for easier access. Jakotsu half-heartedly obeyed and swiftly dashed to the other side of the woods, waiting for Bankotsu to make his move.
Bankotsu's eyes narrowed and dimmed back to the same expression he had when he killed the man. He couldn't wait to pay back the village chief for everything. His fingers tightened around the blade's shaft as he crouched low and made his way behind a small shed. A couple of elderly women passed by, giggling and grinning as though they had done nothing wrong. Bankotsu watched them with pure rage, they were probably involved too…all of them are!
He quickly got up and ran towards the village chief's shed, which obviously was the biggest one among the village. Once he had snuck inside, all the treasures that the chief has ever obtained were lined up in the corner of the room. Each treasure was polished to the point where you could see your own reflection like a mirror. Not too far away from the treasure laid the village chief, who was snoring and drooling as he began to scratch his butt crack. Bankotsu loomed over him with a blank expression. He held his knife high, but the light reflected off of the blade had awoken the chief. Bankotsu was prepared for this, so he shoved a small handkerchief into the chief's mouth, muffling him. He didn't give the elderly man a chance to free himself.
"Remember my mother, you asshole? Remember my father you so cruelly tortured? They've come back for revenge…in the form of ME!" Just as Bankotsu spoke the last word in the sentence, he drove the knife into the chief's belly, causing his blood to ooze out like a lazy river. Pulling out the knife, Bankotsu allowed the liquid to drip onto the floor near his bare feet. He didn't care about a mess. He wanted a mess.
The village chief toppled over to his side, clutching onto his stab wound and begged for Bankotsu's mercy as he reached out his bloody hand, "I…I didn't mean to! I…it wasn't me!" he lied. Frantically, the old man waved his finger towards the outside and began to stutter, "I-it was Noboru! The Noboru! He…he told us the murderer had to be executed…and his family included!"
"Cut the crap, you wrinkled piece of shit," Bankotsu said as he rolled his eyes and angrily kicked the elderly man against the chest, "I know everything, one of your dumbass so called assassins told me everything." This had caused the chief's eyes to widen. He had made the mistake of hiring someone Bankotsu knew…and had forgotten that the man had a big mouth. Bankotsu didn't care for anymore words from the chief, and reached for one of the lit candles. "Say goodbye to your village," he grinned as he lowered it onto the floor and began to tie the chief up with some ropes before resuming his arson. Lighting the chief's straw bed on fire, Bankotsu stepped back to watch the chief struggle furiously as his mouth was gagged and his body bound. Bankotsu brought along more candles as he headed outside of the burning shed and began to light a couple of other homes on fire. He didn't want to stop until the entire area was burnt to the ground.
Bankotsu snapped back to his senses as he realized what he had done. He knew he had gone too far and didn't know what to do. From the corner of his eyes, he saw one of the elderly women he had seen earlier crawling her way out of her burnt down hut. Bankotsu approached her to help, but she replied with a startled cry and began spitting at him, "GET AWAY FROM ME…YOU…YOU'RE THAT WHORE'S CHILD!" Before she could say anything else, her yells were then lowered to gasps as she was stabbed by Bankotsu as well. He had enough of this. Everything he had done…all the good deeds he had done to try and atone for his father's sins didn't do shit. He thought that since he couldn't make everything better, he may as well follow his father's path and be branded a murderer as well. Bankotsu was convinced that he will not trust anyone other than himself and his comrades. Everyone else was just an enemy to him. A hindrance and part of this twisted world.
Her legs were hurting and she was hungry. Yuya had never thought that the villagers, who probably were loyal and loving to her father, would do something like this to her. She clenched her teeth and began to wish that she was ripping off the flesh of those disgraceful villagers. Now she couldn't wait until she became the next ruler of this land. She wanted to cleanse the land of all possible traitors. Her body began to weaken due to all the anti-demon seals around the room. Yuya's tail began to emerge and her ears began to grow fur. Her true form was beginning to show and she couldn't maintain it any longer. It was the villagers' mistake for trying to weaken her, because her race is known for their backup powers; their true forms. Eventually, she began to unconsciously wish for Bankotsu to come comfort her. Both her parents and brother probably wouldn't know where she was anyway. She believes that they don't really care about her like that.
Yuya's eyes began to drift off to sleep until suddenly the sounds of screaming women and yowling men echoed through the blazing night. She sat up and stared out the barred window in surprise; the entire village was up in flames. Villagers were scattered and most had evacuated the village and completely forgot about Yuya. The bars of the windows wouldn't budge no matter how much she pushed and pulled; mostly because of her drainage of power. The wide door to the storage room was then kicked open, and Jakotsu stood there staring straight at the partially transformed Yuya. He thought she was the wrong person and was disappointed by her appearance, "Why is there a furry here?" he said in disgust, and didn't know that this was only her partial transformation and that he was supposed to save her.
She didn't know who this boy was and noticed how feminine he looked. Ignoring the comment about herself being a furry, she asked him, "Who are you?" and had smelt Bankotsu's scent on him.
