- ~*~ The strong shall live and the weak shall die ~*~
- Disclaimer: I don't own Slam- oopz... new animé for a change. I don't own Rurouni Kenshin or any characters embodied in it. I'm just using those kawaii characters for my own fun and enjoyment-- and for the readers as well. Anyway, onto the story!
Prologue - Wounds of the Past
The wounds of the past shall never mend as long as the bearer has something bothering his mind...
~*~ I'll never smile again ~*~
Those words were embedded on the center of his mind. He had nothing. That fateful day had come and his mentor was killed. The only person who understood him for who he was. The one who spared his life. The one who taught him to kill, mercilessly.
~*~ Flashback ~*~
Blood was evident on the stain of his katana, looking down, he saw their corpses, lying down unconscious. His mentor slid out from the store house he had been hiding and looked at him.
His family has been slaughtered like pigs. And not by anybody else, but by him. His mentor looked at him, leaning his figure on the wall.
"Soujirou, are you crying?" his mentor asked with his cold voice.
He looked up at his mentor with a smile on his face. "No, sir." he replied.
~*~ End of Flashback ~*~
The Law of Nature. He still believed in it. The strong shall live and the weak shall die. That stupid Battousai didn't really understand it. If he protected the weak, why didn't he protect him when he was little. He cursed under his breath as he remembered that he lost that fight.
~*~ Flashback ~*~
"If you protected the weak then why didn't you protect me? I was all alone. I cried for help. I was weak and was full of fear, but did you help me? NO!" he said, between the strikes of his clever technique.
"Was he right? Could I have helped him?" Himura asked himself.
~*~ End of Flashback ~*~
But now he was all alone. He had nothing. He was strong and powerful when he was in the clutches of the Juppon Gatana. Yet still, he was all alone, with no one he can call for help. His heart cried for aid and agony, fear of being caught by the Meiji government. Fear that his mentor despised him and spat at the very sound of his name. Like the family he had. The family he killed.
The cold rain splattered against his figure, dampening his spirits and crashing his faith. He had no one to turn to. His mentor was killed by that Battousai. How he wished he killed that stupid Himura on their first battle.
He clutched his sword. The very belonging he had. The very source of his energy. He staggered to go on but his feet gave way as the cold wind traveled across the forests near Edo. He fell on the ground. His body wasn't moving. There, he felt all the strength leaving him. His eyelids closed as the moon shone over him, shining rays on his pale, dirty and damp face.
And yet... He was still smiling.
A/N:
Konichiwa minna! Tadaimasu ne! Whew, if you thought I was on vacation, well, think again. I've had so many fics on the line and I really want to finish them all. Well, this is one of them. I'll be contributing Alexis Flamel to the Harry Potter section, too. It's my version of Book 2 - Chamber of Secrets. See the movie! It's so kakoi! Anywayz, Chain of Death's prologue will be up, Ever since the world Began's chapter one is under construction, Your Fan Club (a joint fic by me and my twin) is under editing, Walk me Home is on a dump but will be done by January, Heaven Knows will be done in a few weeks. Watch out for my Rukawa Series, minna!
Okay, I'm done here. So re ja!
--sayaka :P