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Defying the Universe
Perhaps the most deplorable act of any human is to fall pray to some meaningless tradition. It as if to say to the universe that you quite, you no longer seek your own path, you were merely walk someone else. Tradition is what happens when thinking stops and, in it's place, comes meaningless ruten, and obedience. It is thanks to strong tradition that the crusades were raged, thanks to strong tradition that lunatics like Hitler take power, and thanks to strong tradition, that brothers kill sisters...
Hayate knew what he was trying to do was wrong. He also knew how foolish it must have looked to an outsider, but to him, it was all that mattered, it was all there really was:
How could an upstart outsider possible imagine the importance of honor. It was all there was, and she had forsaken that, she was no longer fit to bear the name that I won't speak with her's, and yes, she must die, so that her honor can be restored. All I have done,. Or will do is based on honor, and I will kill both of them for challenging my resolve
Even as he thought this, the silent questions seemed to grow more intense. It was as if his mind was saying 'honor' but his heart and soul said 'NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!'. But, like so many other human endeavor, right and wrong took a backseat to old school morality. The same morality that says it is better to have 2 drunk, abusive parents, then 2 gay ones. It didn't matter though, tradition before self.
And so they stood there, Hayate facing what he viewed as the personification of everything he hated in himself. Before him stood not a man named Vic, but the demon of doubt, and he would silence it forever, like so many other things, with cold steal, and superior strength. He would kill them, then he would be the true clainsleader, he would do his sister the honor of a Nobel death, and redeem her soul.
He looked around and saw the full furry of the storm. What had started off as mere black clouds had grown to a thunder show of destruction. The rain fell harder and harder, and the whole earth seemed to shake at this show of power. It was as if the world was giving birth, to something better then itself, but was killing itself to do so.The clearing had filled by now with the other fighters, who seemed to marvel at the storm. He stood strong though, for he knew the storm well...
It was as if the rest of the world didn't exist and before him, stood all his doubts and fears, ready for destruction. " So you figured it out, How?"
" The sword is of the same unique design as hers, you 2 also have similar builds and tans, meaning your from relatively the same place, I put two and two together. How did I know she was your sister? Well I have been working with your genes for 3 years now, I know who is related to whom."
It was as if they were talking about coffee preference, not life. Yet somewhere in those calm voices hung the souls of men and gods. As if destiny herself had ordained this fight and the whole earth reeved in anticipation. As if Revelation's prophecy were about to be determined by one fight.
" You will die, I will honor my family by sacrificing you, and then give my sister back her honor."
" Shut up and listen, to that nonesence, you'll taking to lives, not doing so ritual, your killing."
" Who are you to judge my tradition, It is based in thousands of years..."
" Your morality is made by men, therefor it is as flawed a creation as any other man made thing. I have always said, People before Principles, because prinicibals are always made by fucked up people. What gives you the right to take our lives, what god gave you, personally, that divine mission?"
" I will do what's right!!!" He screamed, trying to drawn his own doubt out in the rain and nose of his voice.
" Then follow your own heart, not someone else's" Vic retorted, in the same cold, cool voice.
" I.. I .. You will die"
" Shut up and fight"
At that the very heavens exploded releasing thunder that was never heard before. Hayate charged. With the strength of all the shinobes he charged, and he landed a hit:
He is no match for us. We are the sinobes, our morality will overcome all else we will..
Laughing, it was a horrible laugh, not the least bit fake, yet it seemed to rip all of Hayate's hopes away. So there they stood, his fist on Vics nose, Vics head tilted back, and a madding laughter spilling out of him. He had hit him hard, what was so..
" Is that the best you can do?" At that Vic lowered his head to revile a huge smile, a bloody and disfigured nose, and those same animal eyes, that seemed to glisten in the storm like two unholy jeams. " Because if it is, you should leave now. You have form, but lack stopping power and resolve, your hearts not in it, the day is mine."
At that he lifted his foot and kicked Hayate, sending him flying into a tree, breaking the tree, and having him sprawled on some rocks. He was just getting up when 5 or 6 fists were landed in his chest. He would have cried out, but his head was smashed into a rock.
HE stood up, and realized that he couldn't win, the demon, his doubt, would win, he couldn't.
" How? How can you do this to me?! I am the strongest shinobe, I am the leader I am..."
" Full of doubt, you have convinced your mind, but your spirt is not in it. You can not beat me, 'A house divided can't stand' Your chi is out of harmony, and you can never win."
" No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A weak punch, easily avoided by Vic, and then a thud, as he lay on his back, starring at the sky, and the cause of his humiliation.
" Here is how this will work, your sister is now officially my student in the art of Toa-ru. If you attack her, you attack me, you attack me, and you attack a trib of people who are much stronger then me and haven't been on a 3 year vacation from fighting. You may leave with your precious honor, however, I yield to a superior fighter. Take the lonely path you have chosen and walk it."
" No, Mark these words, I will kill you for such an aggrieves insult. You will die at my hand!!!" He screamed this, and then laughed insanely as he ran into the storm he knew so well, the only true friend he had.
" You have made a powerful enemy, my brother won't be stopped." It was Kasumi's voice, with more concern for him then her brother.
" Perhaps", But Vic had stopped listening, he was thinking of what was to come...
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Defying the Universe
Perhaps the most deplorable act of any human is to fall pray to some meaningless tradition. It as if to say to the universe that you quite, you no longer seek your own path, you were merely walk someone else. Tradition is what happens when thinking stops and, in it's place, comes meaningless ruten, and obedience. It is thanks to strong tradition that the crusades were raged, thanks to strong tradition that lunatics like Hitler take power, and thanks to strong tradition, that brothers kill sisters...
Hayate knew what he was trying to do was wrong. He also knew how foolish it must have looked to an outsider, but to him, it was all that mattered, it was all there really was:
How could an upstart outsider possible imagine the importance of honor. It was all there was, and she had forsaken that, she was no longer fit to bear the name that I won't speak with her's, and yes, she must die, so that her honor can be restored. All I have done,. Or will do is based on honor, and I will kill both of them for challenging my resolve
Even as he thought this, the silent questions seemed to grow more intense. It was as if his mind was saying 'honor' but his heart and soul said 'NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!'. But, like so many other human endeavor, right and wrong took a backseat to old school morality. The same morality that says it is better to have 2 drunk, abusive parents, then 2 gay ones. It didn't matter though, tradition before self.
And so they stood there, Hayate facing what he viewed as the personification of everything he hated in himself. Before him stood not a man named Vic, but the demon of doubt, and he would silence it forever, like so many other things, with cold steal, and superior strength. He would kill them, then he would be the true clainsleader, he would do his sister the honor of a Nobel death, and redeem her soul.
He looked around and saw the full furry of the storm. What had started off as mere black clouds had grown to a thunder show of destruction. The rain fell harder and harder, and the whole earth seemed to shake at this show of power. It was as if the world was giving birth, to something better then itself, but was killing itself to do so.The clearing had filled by now with the other fighters, who seemed to marvel at the storm. He stood strong though, for he knew the storm well...
It was as if the rest of the world didn't exist and before him, stood all his doubts and fears, ready for destruction. " So you figured it out, How?"
" The sword is of the same unique design as hers, you 2 also have similar builds and tans, meaning your from relatively the same place, I put two and two together. How did I know she was your sister? Well I have been working with your genes for 3 years now, I know who is related to whom."
It was as if they were talking about coffee preference, not life. Yet somewhere in those calm voices hung the souls of men and gods. As if destiny herself had ordained this fight and the whole earth reeved in anticipation. As if Revelation's prophecy were about to be determined by one fight.
" You will die, I will honor my family by sacrificing you, and then give my sister back her honor."
" Shut up and listen, to that nonesence, you'll taking to lives, not doing so ritual, your killing."
" Who are you to judge my tradition, It is based in thousands of years..."
" Your morality is made by men, therefor it is as flawed a creation as any other man made thing. I have always said, People before Principles, because prinicibals are always made by fucked up people. What gives you the right to take our lives, what god gave you, personally, that divine mission?"
" I will do what's right!!!" He screamed, trying to drawn his own doubt out in the rain and nose of his voice.
" Then follow your own heart, not someone else's" Vic retorted, in the same cold, cool voice.
" I.. I .. You will die"
" Shut up and fight"
At that the very heavens exploded releasing thunder that was never heard before. Hayate charged. With the strength of all the shinobes he charged, and he landed a hit:
He is no match for us. We are the sinobes, our morality will overcome all else we will..
Laughing, it was a horrible laugh, not the least bit fake, yet it seemed to rip all of Hayate's hopes away. So there they stood, his fist on Vics nose, Vics head tilted back, and a madding laughter spilling out of him. He had hit him hard, what was so..
" Is that the best you can do?" At that Vic lowered his head to revile a huge smile, a bloody and disfigured nose, and those same animal eyes, that seemed to glisten in the storm like two unholy jeams. " Because if it is, you should leave now. You have form, but lack stopping power and resolve, your hearts not in it, the day is mine."
At that he lifted his foot and kicked Hayate, sending him flying into a tree, breaking the tree, and having him sprawled on some rocks. He was just getting up when 5 or 6 fists were landed in his chest. He would have cried out, but his head was smashed into a rock.
HE stood up, and realized that he couldn't win, the demon, his doubt, would win, he couldn't.
" How? How can you do this to me?! I am the strongest shinobe, I am the leader I am..."
" Full of doubt, you have convinced your mind, but your spirt is not in it. You can not beat me, 'A house divided can't stand' Your chi is out of harmony, and you can never win."
" No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A weak punch, easily avoided by Vic, and then a thud, as he lay on his back, starring at the sky, and the cause of his humiliation.
" Here is how this will work, your sister is now officially my student in the art of Toa-ru. If you attack her, you attack me, you attack me, and you attack a trib of people who are much stronger then me and haven't been on a 3 year vacation from fighting. You may leave with your precious honor, however, I yield to a superior fighter. Take the lonely path you have chosen and walk it."
" No, Mark these words, I will kill you for such an aggrieves insult. You will die at my hand!!!" He screamed this, and then laughed insanely as he ran into the storm he knew so well, the only true friend he had.
" You have made a powerful enemy, my brother won't be stopped." It was Kasumi's voice, with more concern for him then her brother.
" Perhaps", But Vic had stopped listening, he was thinking of what was to come...
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