Kenshin awoke with a start. He heard a scream, Kaoru's scream. He pulled out his sword a little as he ran off in the direction of the scream. But he was to late. All he had found was an empty camp-site with a fire that was still burning.
"Damnit!" he yelled as he hit the nearest tree with his fist. His eyes were now almost pure amber, with just the faintest ring of purple surrounding them. His breath was ragged as he took out his sword, and took off again. Forgetting the pain that ran through his hand.
Deer ran as they saw a flash of red streak by. Birds flew away, calling out in fear. All the animals ran, knowing Battousi was there. As for Kenshin, he was running blindly. He was following the tracks that were made. And if something got in his way he simply ran through it, not wanting to waste anytime going around it.
He was a mess. His hand was cut and bleeding, as was his waist down from going through sticker bushes, running through logs, smashing through rocks. His faced had been, in some areas caked with mud, from his tears, and the dust he kicked up as he ran. His clothes were also wet from the streams he went through.
He stopped running and listened....... there was the faint sound of laughter, and the hard knocks of the wagon bumping along the road. They were to the side of him not the front, so he knew he had caught up with them. So changing directions, he headed off again. He caught the wagon, there were the 2 men, the wagon.....and rocks.
"The.....the legendary manslayer! Run!" he said as he clobbered the poor horse with the whip,.but Kenshin grabbed them.
"Tell me have you seen a wagon with hay!" he barked as he held the man by his collar. The man stammered as he grabbed Kenshin's wrist so he could breath.
"TELL ME!" he said.
The other man spoke up.
"We...we have been traveling for many days..... you are the first man we have seen since we left." he said as he edged off the wagon seat.
Kenshin released the man, and walked again. Thats when it hit him. He was following a trail, his trail toward the 3 girls, and if it had changed direction he would have noticed. So he headed back to follow the trail again, running blindly, just like before.
"Damnit!" he yelled as he hit the nearest tree with his fist. His eyes were now almost pure amber, with just the faintest ring of purple surrounding them. His breath was ragged as he took out his sword, and took off again. Forgetting the pain that ran through his hand.
Deer ran as they saw a flash of red streak by. Birds flew away, calling out in fear. All the animals ran, knowing Battousi was there. As for Kenshin, he was running blindly. He was following the tracks that were made. And if something got in his way he simply ran through it, not wanting to waste anytime going around it.
He was a mess. His hand was cut and bleeding, as was his waist down from going through sticker bushes, running through logs, smashing through rocks. His faced had been, in some areas caked with mud, from his tears, and the dust he kicked up as he ran. His clothes were also wet from the streams he went through.
He stopped running and listened....... there was the faint sound of laughter, and the hard knocks of the wagon bumping along the road. They were to the side of him not the front, so he knew he had caught up with them. So changing directions, he headed off again. He caught the wagon, there were the 2 men, the wagon.....and rocks.
"The.....the legendary manslayer! Run!" he said as he clobbered the poor horse with the whip,.but Kenshin grabbed them.
"Tell me have you seen a wagon with hay!" he barked as he held the man by his collar. The man stammered as he grabbed Kenshin's wrist so he could breath.
"TELL ME!" he said.
The other man spoke up.
"We...we have been traveling for many days..... you are the first man we have seen since we left." he said as he edged off the wagon seat.
Kenshin released the man, and walked again. Thats when it hit him. He was following a trail, his trail toward the 3 girls, and if it had changed direction he would have noticed. So he headed back to follow the trail again, running blindly, just like before.