No one saw it coming, nor could anybody believe that it happened. Laying
before their eyes, their beloved masters' son was laying dead on the
ground. Master Hiroshi and his wife were holding a ceremony in honor of
their son becoming prince of the Bami Sotai tribe. But to their
misfortune, the Battousai had been waiting for this day to slaughter the
entire Toguru family.
One by one, a single Battousai man slayer took the lives of innocent bystanders that were attending the ceremony. Master Hiroshi drew his sword and told his wife to get their baby daughter and run. The Battousai saw her trying to escape and drew his sword upon her neck. Master Hiroshi kicked him away before he could slice her.
"Why have you killed my son, Battousai?" Master Hiroshi demanded. "Its what you get for betraying the Hitokiri's, Jerousu."
Master Hiroshi flinched. No one had ever called him by that name in five years. He had been given the name Jerousu when he joined the Hitokiri's. It meant "Silent Killer". Master Hiroshi was one of the top fighters of the Hitokiri group. For twenty-six years he had been a follower of it. Until one day when he realized how wrong it was to kill innocent lives and decided to form his own group. He called it the Bami Sotai. The Bami Sotai's protected the innocent and fought for peace.
The Botosai charged towards Master Hiroshi with his sword outstretched. Their swords clashed, they each were using all the strength they had. Master Hiroshi was stronger and bigger, he kicked the Battousai and cut him with his sword at the same time. The Battousai fell hard to the ground and didn't move.
A blood curdling scream in the distance took Master Hiroshi's attention away from the unconscious Battousai.
"Please don't let it be my wife." Master Hiroshi thought deperately to himself. He ran in the direction of the scream, his biggest mistake. No one should ever turn their back on the Battousai. The Battousai shoved his sword into Master Hiroshi's back and held it there until he stopped breathing. Master Hiroshi was on his knees, slumped over and dead. The Battousai pulled the sword out of him and wiped it on Master Hiroshi's fine clothes.
He turned around to face his partner, another Hitokiri who walking towards him.
"Did you get them?"
"They're dead. The mother got a sword shoved through her throat and fell down on top of the baby. Its probably dead by now from suffocation."
"Good, now lets get back." They both left laughing and commenting to each other how easy it was to complete their task. Over one hundred innocent lives were killed that day, and by the hands of only two men.
The Hitokiri man slayers were unstoppable.
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And there you have the first real chapter of my story. You'll be introduced to the main characters in the next chapter. NOTE: The next chapter takes place 13 years after the occurances in this chapter.
Battousai: Master of Battou Jutsu ( a type of sword technique that kills with a single thrust.)
Hitokiri: man cutter or manslayer
(Thank you so much PraiseDivineMercy for telling me those.)
One by one, a single Battousai man slayer took the lives of innocent bystanders that were attending the ceremony. Master Hiroshi drew his sword and told his wife to get their baby daughter and run. The Battousai saw her trying to escape and drew his sword upon her neck. Master Hiroshi kicked him away before he could slice her.
"Why have you killed my son, Battousai?" Master Hiroshi demanded. "Its what you get for betraying the Hitokiri's, Jerousu."
Master Hiroshi flinched. No one had ever called him by that name in five years. He had been given the name Jerousu when he joined the Hitokiri's. It meant "Silent Killer". Master Hiroshi was one of the top fighters of the Hitokiri group. For twenty-six years he had been a follower of it. Until one day when he realized how wrong it was to kill innocent lives and decided to form his own group. He called it the Bami Sotai. The Bami Sotai's protected the innocent and fought for peace.
The Botosai charged towards Master Hiroshi with his sword outstretched. Their swords clashed, they each were using all the strength they had. Master Hiroshi was stronger and bigger, he kicked the Battousai and cut him with his sword at the same time. The Battousai fell hard to the ground and didn't move.
A blood curdling scream in the distance took Master Hiroshi's attention away from the unconscious Battousai.
"Please don't let it be my wife." Master Hiroshi thought deperately to himself. He ran in the direction of the scream, his biggest mistake. No one should ever turn their back on the Battousai. The Battousai shoved his sword into Master Hiroshi's back and held it there until he stopped breathing. Master Hiroshi was on his knees, slumped over and dead. The Battousai pulled the sword out of him and wiped it on Master Hiroshi's fine clothes.
He turned around to face his partner, another Hitokiri who walking towards him.
"Did you get them?"
"They're dead. The mother got a sword shoved through her throat and fell down on top of the baby. Its probably dead by now from suffocation."
"Good, now lets get back." They both left laughing and commenting to each other how easy it was to complete their task. Over one hundred innocent lives were killed that day, and by the hands of only two men.
The Hitokiri man slayers were unstoppable.
=======================================================================
And there you have the first real chapter of my story. You'll be introduced to the main characters in the next chapter. NOTE: The next chapter takes place 13 years after the occurances in this chapter.
Battousai: Master of Battou Jutsu ( a type of sword technique that kills with a single thrust.)
Hitokiri: man cutter or manslayer
(Thank you so much PraiseDivineMercy for telling me those.)