WNC8
Warriors Nevery Cry
Chapter 7
Story by: Cessy Angel




The moonlight left a faint glow over the silent city of Kyoto, the air fresh and cold, like it always was in the month of November. There were no stars out tonight, hidden behind the thick blanket of clouds. All was still. Or so it was supposed to be.

Only one being moved, silently between the streets. His trenchcoat whipping into the air, two kodachi by his side, and his eyes, cold blue eyes, piercing into the dark, missing no movement.

He stopped, quietly listening to see if anything would be rustling, anything. But only the wind blew, a few leaves rustled beneath and around his feet. He sighed again as he began running towards the other side of town.


For unknown reasons, Misao was alone, for the first time since she came here. Breathing heavily, her hands fought against the shackles, trying to get the life back into them. Without any luck, she did the same with her feet, even though they didn't touch the ground and the scraping metal against her skin made her ankles bleed.

"God... damnit..." Her whole body began to fight the attacking numbness. Misao wasn't even sure she could feel anything, and wondered if she was even moving it at all. So cold it felt, the dried blood made it worst, while it began to form itself as a second skin on her bare skin.

A sudden burst of shouts began to be heard from upstairs, although faint, the shouts took time before they began sounding more like words. Louder and louder they got...

"Sir! Shinomori has been spotted while he left the Aoiya!"

"What are you waiting for? We got to get ready!"

"Sir... !"

Aoshi-sama! He came to get me! Aoshi-sama... a smile began to slowly form on Misao's smeared face, and tears began to spring up her eyes, and down her cheeks, flowing the blood away. She almost began to laugh to herself. "He came to save me... I knew he would... Aoshi-sama... I know you'll save me from these monsters..."

"Sir! We don't know if it's Shinomori! Our troops are disappearing by the dozen!"

But Aoshi usually is alone... is he with someone else?



(Moments earlier...)

"Shhhrrr!"

There! In a brief instant, he could already see atleast twenty samurai encircling him. He had just reached the end of the city, although he had anticipated that he would most likely be attacked while he would be further from town.

One of the men made the mistake to come to close to him, not intending to be attacked in an instant. A second later, his blood covered the kodachi. Aoshi's rage turned towards the other men. "If you don't want to die like your friend, you might as well tell me the location of Kanryu now!"

Three other men began to run towards him. "Iie! We won't betray Kanryu!"

Aoshi's eyes turned cold blue, "Then die." His kodachi flew around, three swings and the men crumpled on the ground, dead.

If they took Misao from me, I'll pay them back with their own lives! Never will I lose another member of the Oniwabanshuu because of MY actions! Misao... Misao... I'm coming!

His kodachi began to swing, and didn't stop.


"Kanryu, look at what you've done! There's no stopping him!" Mochiko yelled, the samurai looked from far away, while he looked out at the horrifying scene that was taking place before him.

"Will that man ever learn... that nothing... no one can ever stop love?" Mochiko bowed his head and closed his eyes. "If we took his loved one from him, he wont stop before he gets her back... and if we're in his way, we are all certain to die... Urk!"

A blade passed through the back of his skull and came out of his mouth. The sword came out again, dropping to body off the roof and onto the deserted street. Mochiko's blood stained the street now.

"I guess you were right... if you're in the way of 'love'... you die. Your theory is correct, my now dead samurai." A smile formed on Saitou's lips.

"Guess he finally decided to help me... atleast he'll make my job easier..."

The scene unraveling in front of him made him worry a bit. Aoshi was close enough to destroy Battousai, and in the rage he was currently in, Saitou shouldn't get in the angered ninja's way. "Fool."


Author's notes: You guys think I'm getting into the action... well you're wrong! Still a long way to go. Anyways... I'll explain this chapter later on. Misao is a bit OOC though... oh well. Poor Misao, Aoshi's always too late, tsk tsk. Sorry for the short chapters! I made this one in twenty minutes, but I promise I'll make longer chapters! Uh... yeah, please review!