A Lifetime Forgiven
Chapter Eight: One Tough Cookie
Kenshin and Arami continued on their journey within the hour. It hadn't taken Arami long to recover. With her head held much higher then when they'd found the, er- murder scene, Arami seemed very confident.
Once in awhile Kenshin couldn't help but look over at her and wonder. There was too much to wonder about her. Really, Arami was only a mystery. To scorn her would be a death wish, and yet at the last second she would spare the life of the one to scorn her, even if he or she was injured badly. She'd even clean the wound she inflicted, which was never life threatening if treated properly. Actually, she left the Fate of the one she injured in their hands. If they wanted to die, they could simply lie there and accept their deaths. If they wanted to live, usually they could just get up and walk away to find some help.
"Don't come near me!" A woman's scream came from somewhere ahead. Without a second look at her companion Arami took off at an amazing speed to find the trouble.
Surprisingly Kenshin matched her speed and quickly caught up to her. Both arrived at the same time on the scene. It was quite comical actually. A woman stood holding a two-year-old boy tightly to her right side; in her left hand she held what appeared to be a small tree. A man stood not far away with a stunned expression on his handsome face. His left cheek dripped blood from a small cut that had possibly been inflicted by the small tree held by the near middle-aged woman.
He recovered quickly however and took something from his belt. That something appeared to be round blades, very unlike a sword to say the least. The edges of the round blade looked sharp as one of Arami's claws. The handsome man readied to throw the blade. (like a kid would do with a Frisbee, the weapon is like a disc, except larger and sharper and with a wider hollowed center)
Kenshin watched in horror as he threw the blade with a force strong as the violent storm's winds. The round blade flew in the woman and child's direction. Even at his most amazing velocity, Kenshin knew he'd never be able to reach the woman and child in time.
Cling!
Arami stood in the round blade's path in a battle stance. Her illusion had dropped, meaning her fox ears had reappeared and her claws were fully extended. She stood, her breath seething, looking at the man whom had thrown the blade, menacing as ever. Even Kenshin backed up a step at the expression of utter hatred given freely to the man whom had been about to slaughter the family.
"W-what the hell are you?" The man stuttered. The woman Arami had protected from death stood speechless, too stunned and afraid to move.
"I am the demon that roams the forests of Kyoto." She growled, sounding just as menacingly beautiful as she looked. The man's eyes widened in horror and the woman behind took a step away from the frightening Arami.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Would you people call this a cliffhanger? Anyway, I'm going to Subway right now then to a friend's house. When I get back I'll finish this story up as quick as my fingers can. Thanks for reading, special thanks for reviewing!
Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin™. I do own any of my original characters.