Episode 1- The Stranger
As the late sun sank into deep western valleys, a single sound could be heard in the depths of the
forest. A sound of danger, a sound of trouble, a sound asking for help.
In a small stream, a cat floated helplessly in a box. Its eyes were filled with child-like curiosity, its
fragile mind unable to comprehend what was going on. A small girl ran alongside it, crying, as the
cat floated closer to the waterfall at the end of the river.
"Monty, Monty come back!" the little girl yelled as the cat approached the waterfall. As the cat
saw it, his eyes grew wide and it started trying to paddle away from the waterfall, but to no avail.
Deep within the forest, a figure sat high in the branches of a tree. He lay in the shadows, breaking
pieces of wood in half. The cries reached his ears. He stood up and darted out of sight.
As the cat neared the waterfall, it seemed as though nothing could possibly save it. Suddenly, a
figure appeared on the river back, masked within its shadows, and hopped onto the small box,
scooping up the cat and hopping over to the other side in less than a second.
The little girl ran up to the figure. She took her cat and cradled it in her arms. "Monty! Next time,
don't go so far out into the water!"
She turned to the stranger. "Who are you?"
The stranger raised his head and smiled. He had black hair, with three pointed edges extending to
the right. He was probably only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he wore a orange and blue
costume, and carried a stick in his right hand. "My name's Nago. Nago Sakusen."
"Thank you very much for rescuing my cat, Nago!" she said as she lifted the cat up to Nago's
face. "Say thank you, Monty!"
The cat stared at Nago for a moment. Nago stared back. Then the cat clawed Nago's nose. Nago
screamed and tumbled backwards into the waterfall.
The little girl gazed down as he plummeted into the lake below. "Thanks again, Nago!" she said
as she skipped off with her cat behind her.
Nago climbed out of the water, his clothes drenched and hair soaking. "Stupid cat."
---------
Nago took off his wet clothes and hung them over a tree branch. He pulled a blanket out of his
backpack, which had remained relatively dry, and went to sleep. His mind drifted into a state of
rest, and Nago dozed into a deep dream.
Nago fell into a dream, a dream where he began to remember things from when he was a little boy
of only eight.
"Father, will I ever be as great of a fighter as you?" asked Nago as he sat on his father's lap.
"Of course you will, Nago. One day, when you are a little older, I will take you to the master of
the martial arts. He is a very wise man, and taught me everything I know. One day you shall be
trained by him."
"I can't wait!" cried Nago in joy.
Then, a few weeks later, Nago was returning home from a fishing trip, when he discovered his
entire village in flames! Not a person had been spared from the bloodshed, and Nago was forced
to retreat into the forest and survive by himself.
------
Morning. The sun broke the shadows and Nago roused to his senses. He got dressed and looked
into the clouds above him. There was a future. He had a destiny. To fulfill his father's wish for
him to become a great fighter. So Nago vowed on that day, that he would find the master of the
martial arts, and that he would become a great fighter, and a great man.
As the late sun sank into deep western valleys, a single sound could be heard in the depths of the
forest. A sound of danger, a sound of trouble, a sound asking for help.
In a small stream, a cat floated helplessly in a box. Its eyes were filled with child-like curiosity, its
fragile mind unable to comprehend what was going on. A small girl ran alongside it, crying, as the
cat floated closer to the waterfall at the end of the river.
"Monty, Monty come back!" the little girl yelled as the cat approached the waterfall. As the cat
saw it, his eyes grew wide and it started trying to paddle away from the waterfall, but to no avail.
Deep within the forest, a figure sat high in the branches of a tree. He lay in the shadows, breaking
pieces of wood in half. The cries reached his ears. He stood up and darted out of sight.
As the cat neared the waterfall, it seemed as though nothing could possibly save it. Suddenly, a
figure appeared on the river back, masked within its shadows, and hopped onto the small box,
scooping up the cat and hopping over to the other side in less than a second.
The little girl ran up to the figure. She took her cat and cradled it in her arms. "Monty! Next time,
don't go so far out into the water!"
She turned to the stranger. "Who are you?"
The stranger raised his head and smiled. He had black hair, with three pointed edges extending to
the right. He was probably only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he wore a orange and blue
costume, and carried a stick in his right hand. "My name's Nago. Nago Sakusen."
"Thank you very much for rescuing my cat, Nago!" she said as she lifted the cat up to Nago's
face. "Say thank you, Monty!"
The cat stared at Nago for a moment. Nago stared back. Then the cat clawed Nago's nose. Nago
screamed and tumbled backwards into the waterfall.
The little girl gazed down as he plummeted into the lake below. "Thanks again, Nago!" she said
as she skipped off with her cat behind her.
Nago climbed out of the water, his clothes drenched and hair soaking. "Stupid cat."
---------
Nago took off his wet clothes and hung them over a tree branch. He pulled a blanket out of his
backpack, which had remained relatively dry, and went to sleep. His mind drifted into a state of
rest, and Nago dozed into a deep dream.
Nago fell into a dream, a dream where he began to remember things from when he was a little boy
of only eight.
"Father, will I ever be as great of a fighter as you?" asked Nago as he sat on his father's lap.
"Of course you will, Nago. One day, when you are a little older, I will take you to the master of
the martial arts. He is a very wise man, and taught me everything I know. One day you shall be
trained by him."
"I can't wait!" cried Nago in joy.
Then, a few weeks later, Nago was returning home from a fishing trip, when he discovered his
entire village in flames! Not a person had been spared from the bloodshed, and Nago was forced
to retreat into the forest and survive by himself.
------
Morning. The sun broke the shadows and Nago roused to his senses. He got dressed and looked
into the clouds above him. There was a future. He had a destiny. To fulfill his father's wish for
him to become a great fighter. So Nago vowed on that day, that he would find the master of the
martial arts, and that he would become a great fighter, and a great man.