Angel wings
Disclaimer: I don't own SJ or Aku (Gets dreamy eyed and starts drooling)
Warnings: New Charas, Angst, Sadness
Rated: PG-13 Just to be on the safe side
Archive: Here, that's about it. If any one wants to, they can put my story up on their site. As long as you e-mail and tell me, so I can visit and check it out. (I wouldn't be surprised if someone has already come up with a Samurai Jack site)
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blah blah' - indicating thought
~^~ * ~^~ - indicating a memory or dream
My heart feels like it's breaking
Will you stay with me
Closer than anyone else
Until the wind passes
I can't go on anymore
Teach methe meaning of life
-Forever Love
My name is the name given to me by the people of the land is Jack. I shall never go by my true name, I don't have the right to. Until I destroy Aku and am sent back to my own time then only will the honor of my family be restored and I can once again live.'
The warrior paused in the dry heat of the desert land and glared at the relentless beating of the sun. He wiped his brow with a sleeved forearm, his finger unconsciously playing with the silver and gold band that had established itself permanently on him. Awakening the next morning he found himself covered in Sakura petals, like a blanket of snow. Soon after, the band was discovered, how it was placed there, only he knew.
A shadow of a bird crossed his path and he saw a small gray dove land on a shriveled up tree, it cooed at him and tilted it's head in curiosity of the stranger. It gave a flutter of it's wings and a memory drifted to the surface.
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He was five almost six, just a little kid. He was taking a walk through one of the many Japanese gardens with his mother and father, looking at all the exquisite flowers and bushes.
What's this?, the little boy asked peering closely at a large white flower.
That is a lily, the tall Emperor said.
What's that?, the boy asked again, racing to a little purple flower.
Ah, now that is a-
What's this? The raven haired child ran over to a bush, intertwined with a tree.
Well that is-
What about this? The boy raced off again, not waiting for an answer.
The Emperor frowned and looked at his wife who fanned herself, quietly. Her dark eyes titled up, her smile hidden by her decorated paper fan. Slowly the corners of the man's mouth turned up into a smile.
He takes after your side of the family, he whispered, watching the boy dash across a tiny wooden bridge. His wife turned to look at her husband and lowered her fan, letting her smile show.
Father! Father!, the boy's voice called to them from across the garden.
What is it my son, the Emperor called out, strolling over the overpass.
What's that? He pointed to small, white, bird sitting in a giant bonsai tree.
The calm and collected man looked where his son was pointing and smiled. That is a dove. Very rare and special to see in Edo. It belongs to the west lands.
the boy said, not taking his eyes off the bird. Suddenly it spread it's ivory wings and took off into the air. Father, Mother look!, he shouted excitedly. It has angel wings.
The dove took off, bringing the warrior back to reality. He realized he had tears in his eyes but was smiling. The Japanese man watched the white bird until he could no longer see it. Lowering his new straw hat over his eyes, he departed from his memory, heading wherever the wind took him.
I do live physically, my heart beats and the blood runs through my veins, my heart is saddened but not eternally. I may never again tell someone I love them but time heals all wounds. I continue to wander the lands, seeking the demon who destroyed the many lives of this world. I'm strong and I know I can win, I have an angel looking out for me.'
Owari
Well everyone, this is the end of Angel wings. I hope you've enjoyed reading this as much as I've enjoyed writing this. I thank everyone of you who've read this. There had been some real tough times in my life and I didn't think I'd ever finish this but here we are, the end. I dedicate this story to my older brother and sister, hope you're having a blast, see you when I get there, I'll be the old woman with the silver braid and a cat on my shoulder. And to my friend Rae, who never stopped bugging me to finish this. Without her I wouldn't even had an account here at F.F. net. (Takes a deep breath and smiles) Well, of to go to celebrate with Rae and Durandel, they're so proud of me well at least Rae is. ^_^; So long everyone, perhaps I'll return to Samurai Jack and write some more, who knows where the future leads, so for now I'll sign off. Good fortune on all stories.