Disclaimer: I don't own Dead or Alive; Tecmo and Team Ninja do. I don't own Shinobi, umm……… I think Sony does.
A.N.- Please r/r. I did a lot of research for this chapter; I had to watch Hitomi's ending video so many times to get the exact amount of students in the one class. I also had to do a little research for Shinobi for the PS2. Hotsuma from Shinobi is going to be Hayate's grandfather in this fic; he's not really his grandfather in the real Shinobi or DOA storylines. I've learned HTML!!! I'm convinced that no one enters a tournament where you have to fight demon and super humans to test your skills so I think Hitomi entered to find Ein.
Forevermore- I knew it was you because you're an Ayane/Hayabusa shipper and the "Forever" part made it clearer. I'm using Microsoft Word 2002. Also thanks for telling me that their mother is the same and their father is different. Good thing not too many people noticed my mistakes. Thanks to you I was able to revise this and the last chapter before anyone noticed.
Oui-ti- I read your FFX fic, the seven-chapter one.
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Chapter 11
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Hitomi stood at the right side of the dojo watching her father teach a class of about twenty four ten-year-olds. She had a suitcase packed and ready at her feet. Before she wanted to leave to test her skills against other powerful fighters, now all she cared about was finding Ein.
Hitomi looked over at her father who signaled that she could leave. She headed towards the door and took one last look at her father before leaving, it could be the last time she saw him. Once outside she headed for the airport.
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Hayate walked into the shrine honoring the greatest Shinobi of all time, his grandfather, Hotsuma. His old uniform was in a glass case on the altar, a titanium jumpsuit with spikes coming out of its forearms and his grandfather's signature red sash hanging from the neck. The headpiece had a covering over the eyes instead of the traditional way, which would be to cover his mouth.
An old katana rested in an upright stand which was inside the case also. It was a powerful sword that was powered by good chi. For some reason no one other than Hayate's grandfather could activate the swords true power.
Hayate lit the candles around the altar and knelt in front of his grandfather's uniform. Hayate remembered a fateful day which took place in the past.
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A six-year-old Hayate stood, gazing with horror at his village. The screams of men, women, and children were distinct to his ears. All he could hear were screams and the flickering of the blazing inferno that surrounded him on all sides.
A group of people ran towards the young Hayate, in the front was his father. Suddenly a group of about three from a rival clan jumped in front of them. Hayate's father drew his sword. The ninjas let the other five people past for they didn't pose a threat.
Hayate watched as his father fought off the group. He started running towards Hayate again in an attempt to save him. Hayate spotted an archer standing on top of a temple; he drew an arrow out of his quiver. Hayate screamed as the arrow flew through the air to meet his father's flesh, drawing blood.
Hayate could hear his father cry out in anguish; his father had fallen, never to get up again. It pained Hayate to think about it. He just stood there paralyzed with fear, for he was just a mere child.
He watched as his father's best friend, Ryu's father, unsheathed his katana and slaughtered two unlucky enemies that were standing nearby. Suddenly Hayate's grandfather appeared in front of him. A few seconds later he noticed he was standing in a forest, overlooking the horrific sight. He could see people he knew being slaughtered, friends and family were among them.
"Be brave Hayate, this tragedy will be over soon enough. If we don't come back, I want you to take care of your sister," ordered his grandfather.
Hayate was handed a baby, only a year old. She was Kasumi, his sister, "Promise you'll come back grandpa," he pleaded.
Hotsuma just smiled and an instant later Hayate could see a long red sash speed off back towards the village.
Hayate looked around. There were a few other Shinobi around him; children, women, and a couple of warriors. Hayate handed his sister to someone then ran up to one of the warriors, "Why the hell are you just standing here?!?"
"We had direct orders from Hotsuma to protect these people," he replied.
Hayate took the man's katana and ran off toward the village. The warrior started to run after him but was stopped by another person, "We can't disobey orders. Let him go."
Hayate reached the bottom of the hill and saw a few of the Shinobi, his mother among them, retreating. He hoped to see his grandfather, but he wasn't there. Hayate hid behind a statue until the group passed, then he ran deeper into the village. He saw his grandfather, surrounded by enemies. He drew the katana that was in its sheath, it began to glow a reddish-pink. He took out five or six with one blow, but the ten others overwhelmed him. Hayate could only watch as multiple swords ripped though his grandfather's armor and ran through his stomach.
Hayate was about to scream, but a hand covered his mouth. He looked up to see his mother; apparently she had seen him going back. She ran off at full speed towards the woods. It was over, all in all over seventy-five percent of the Shinobi were left. His grandfather, father, and best friend's parents were among the many casualties.
Hayate looked over at his best friend, Ryu Hayabusa. Ryu wasn't the one to show his feelings so he wasn't crying, he looked like he was about to burst with tears. Hayate on the other hand had tears falling from his eyes at a large rate.
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Hayate looked up at his grandfather's uniform. A single tear dropped from his eye. Kasumi never knew her father or her grandfather, but that was probably better than having to go through what he had experienced.
Hayate said a quick prayer, honoring the Shinobi lost that day and walked off to his house to gather his things for the third Dead or Alive World Combat Tournament.
He started by packing his two swords. Then two titanium clad ninja costumes; one red, one green. Then he packed some chain link armor that he usually wore underneath his outer armor. Lastly he packed his old gi from the dojo. More memories of times with Hitomi rushed back into his mind.
Hayate closed his eyes in attempt to hold back tears. He kept thinking about if he should have just stayed with Hitomi and not bother about his past. It probably would have been better that way. But there's no point in wondering about that, it would only cause more pain.
He had already mailed a letter to Hitomi's father. Once he came to the tournament he would give a letter to him that would be addressed to Hitomi. Hayate couldn't visit her himself, so that was the next best thing.
Hayate ran across a picture of Hitomi and himself, the same one he had the first time he left for the second tournament. This time he let the tears fall, the same way as on the night his old village came under siege.
Once he finished packing, he left for Japan.
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A.N.- Lots of detail in this chapter, especially in the flashback. I can't believe you guys like the last one, it was just a filler chapter. Its 12:00am here, 11:56pm actually, so if this chapter is bad, it's because I'm tired and I'm not really paying attention. Keep in mind that the man that died was Hayate's biological father, not his step father. Please r/r.
