Chapter 2~ Catching the Butterfly
Dead or Alive 3 is © of Tecmo. I do not own any of the characters.
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Ayane felt the blade press against her chest. She heard a light wind whistle. 'This is it Ayane...' She thought, as she heard and felt the wind flowing harshly around her, the blade slowly sliding past her deep purple garb. The wind flew insanely as the blade reached her skin, her eyes shot open from it's unusual noise. She looked to see green leafs circling her in large amounts. She then heard a loud cracking sound, so loud, it caused her to close her eyes and cover her ears, she dropped the blade. She opened her eyes slowly, and saw a man in front of her, dressed in black ninja clothing, and chain mail. He had long chestnut colored hair tied back tightly, and brilliant emerald eyes.
"Hayabusa...?", She stared at him as he grabbed the katana from the ground. "Yes." He said, his eyes staring at her also. "Why? Why did you stop me...?" She paused eyeing the blade which Hayabusa was holding. He simply stared at her again. "You... You're working with Kasumi! You... and-- and all of you damn Ninja! You are all out to make me suffer! Well, nothing is left for you to torture me with, so just leave me!!!" Ayane screeched frantically. She started to glare at his pale green eyes, she saw no emotion and began to frown.
Ayane felt the form of hatred she had only felt in her past, she wanted to end her life so badly that she was willing to kill others in the process. She forcefully grabbed his arms and slid underneath him attempting to steal the blade from his grasp. Hayabusa lost grip of the it. Immediately after, she held it out, inches away from her stomach. He looked into her eyes, this time his piercing gaze was sympathetic and trustworthy. "Ayane, I cannot let you die..." He said softly, holding his hand out. She looked at the ground. The blade slowly getting closer, until she suddenly jerked the blade forward, surely piercing her skin. Hayabusa saw this, while running towards her, and strike her, sending her falling backwards onto a tree before it cut deeper into her skin.
Hayabusa bent to retrieve the blade, looking at her fallen figure lay down against the tree almost as if she were sleeping. He shook his head, and kneeled down beside her, removing her leather glove to check her pulse. He sighed in relief that she was only unconscious. "Just as stubborn as her sister...".
He picked her up, and stood up straight as he summoned the wind, and disappeared with her in his arms, leaving only a trail of leafs.
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Author Notes::
I decided to continue...
I hope this chapter wasn't too short, I was going to make it longer, but I thought it would be better to save it for the next chapter. Also, I'm really open to suggestions, so please review ^_^