CHapter 11
I walked Shintah as far away from Tokyo that I could. When I stopped he just kept walking. I wished that we didn't have to part like this. I swore to myself. I walked slowly back to Tokyo. I knew that this would be my last day of rest before I had to go back to the hell of the Revolution. I wasn't exactly sure what I wanted to do now. I sighed but decided to walk around Tokyo and just see what it had to offer before it too was stained with blood. I saw all the ladies with their beautiful kimonos and the men all carrying swords in case they should need them. However the air was tense like everyone was hoping that nothing would occur today. That they would be favored to live. I knew that I was part of the reason for this and it made me sad. I just hoped that in the end it would all be worth it.
I continued allong the main road of Tokyo. I noticed how different I was from the other women. They all flocked to the jewel vendors to look at everything that sparkled. I found that I felt no pull whatsoever toward the glittering expensive rocks instead I glanced over to the swordsmith shop where most of the men were gathered. I shook my head and moved on. I cursed at myself. Had I really not yet accepted that I was not like normal girls? And that I never would be? I sighed well now maybe I would realize that I was a warrior and not a woman.
I thought of Shintah. ...he made me feel like a human, like a woman. I had liked how I felt when I was with him. Now he was off in Kyoto. Damn, he could already be dead in these dangerous days! I need to get my mind off this. I needed another job. I trekked back to the base of the revolution in Tokyo.
As I arrived they looked up surprised. "What are you doing back hell already Shingetsu?" I glared at them through my narrowed eyes. "Sir, I need to get back to work." I'm pretty sure that they didn't understand why I had only taken about half of my first day off, but they did as I requested anyhow. "Shingetsu, as of now the thorn in our side closest to Tokyo is Oshiro. He's a tactitian that is very effective in planning the battles for the Shogun. It would be much easier to fight these battles if he were out of the way." I nodded. "Consider him eliminated."
With that I took the briefing and swept out. I went to the back to the Akebecko. I finally got my beef stew. As I ate I looked over the papers about Oshiro. He was the type of person I hated. A fat tactitian who could plan but when the time came he was always far away from danger as he possibly could be. He wasn't really worth my time but I had to do as I was told.
I went to where they said his mansion was. It was far to the west of Tokyo in the middle of no where. He was a prize coward. The world wouldn't miss him. I went up to the front gates of the mansion at twilight. I perched on the the wall and looked down at the guards. I hid in shadow. It was time. I jumped down on the shoulders of a man that was passing by under me. I knocked him down and bounced off of him. I cracked my whip and brought it down on the man's head.
I ran quickly into the mansion. It wasn't late enough for him to be in his bedroom but it was too late for him to be in his planning room. Most likely he would be eating. I ran toward his dining room. I kicked down the doors and came in with my whip flashing. The two guards that stood beside him were dead in a matter of seconds. Oshiro froze as he saw me. "Dear," he breathed. "Impressvive." I pulled back my whip for a final kill. "Now, now, you don't need to do that." He held out a wad of money in his hand.
I shook my head. "I'm afraid I do have to do this." He dug in his pockets and took out enough more money. I chuckled. "Please, I am a revolutionary! I don't need your money! I am here to cleanse Japan of people like you. So die on your money that you think will bring you security." I pulled back and drove the sharp end of my whip through his heart and back out again neatly. He fell his blood staining the money in his hands. I put my whip on my back once again.
I walked back outside and jumped over the wall quickly before other guards could raise the alarm. I looked up at the cresent moon. It cast eerie shadows on my face. I wondered if Shintah was seeing the same moon on the road to Kyoto.
