CHAPTER 6- ONTO THE NEXT BATTLE
"Soujiro.wake up.Soujiro."
The soft voice rang through the boy's ears. With a pained moan, he opened his eyes. Yumi was kneeling over him.
He smiled shakily. "Oh.hello Miss Yumi."
She helped him to sit up. Looking around, he saw that the room was almost completely destroyed. He had fallen into a huge crater in the floor. He glanced down at himself. He was torn and bleeding all over. Kenshin truly had turned the sakabatou on him.
"What happened, Miss Yumi?" Soujiro asked weakly.
"The Battousai and his friends are on their way to face Lord Shishio." She told him. "Come, we must get you to a doctor."
Soujiro was helped to his feet. Before he was led away, he gazed at the door where Kenshin and the others had surely used to get to his master. He frowned. "The strength, the true strength of the Hitokiri Battousai." he murmured. "It mustn't lie in just his technique and experience.it must lie in."
He made a fist.
Yumi glanced over at him. "What is it?"
'Perhaps this is what a true warrior fights for.and how he is able to reach for such heights.' He frowned. 'If that's the case, then the Battousai could actually win.'
........
The final fight was to take place on a balcony high up on Mount Hiei. It was here that Shishio and Kenshin's eyes met once again.
"Congratulations on your victories," the bandaged warrior began, stepping out onto the finely polished floor. Houji, Shishio's right-hand man, as well as Yumi, stood in the background to watch.
Kenshin said nothing, but also took a step forward. His hand tightened around the hilt of his sakabatou.
Sanosuke, who was behind him with Saitoh, noticed that that strange aura still hadn't vanished from his friend. Kenshin was still the Battousai and the murderous expression in his eyes failed to betray such.
Saitoh could sense this too. Smirking, he reached into his pocket for a cigarette. 'Shishio vs. Hitokiri Battousai, eh? This should be a lot more interesting than I thought.'
Shishio chuckled. "So, judging from your expression, I'd say you want to get things started." He took a stance, sword protruding slightly from its scabbard. "Prepare to lose, Battousai."
Kenshin, or rather, the Battousai, responded by taking a stance. "I'll kill you." Was all he muttered before they charged each other.
"Soujiro.wake up.Soujiro."
The soft voice rang through the boy's ears. With a pained moan, he opened his eyes. Yumi was kneeling over him.
He smiled shakily. "Oh.hello Miss Yumi."
She helped him to sit up. Looking around, he saw that the room was almost completely destroyed. He had fallen into a huge crater in the floor. He glanced down at himself. He was torn and bleeding all over. Kenshin truly had turned the sakabatou on him.
"What happened, Miss Yumi?" Soujiro asked weakly.
"The Battousai and his friends are on their way to face Lord Shishio." She told him. "Come, we must get you to a doctor."
Soujiro was helped to his feet. Before he was led away, he gazed at the door where Kenshin and the others had surely used to get to his master. He frowned. "The strength, the true strength of the Hitokiri Battousai." he murmured. "It mustn't lie in just his technique and experience.it must lie in."
He made a fist.
Yumi glanced over at him. "What is it?"
'Perhaps this is what a true warrior fights for.and how he is able to reach for such heights.' He frowned. 'If that's the case, then the Battousai could actually win.'
........
The final fight was to take place on a balcony high up on Mount Hiei. It was here that Shishio and Kenshin's eyes met once again.
"Congratulations on your victories," the bandaged warrior began, stepping out onto the finely polished floor. Houji, Shishio's right-hand man, as well as Yumi, stood in the background to watch.
Kenshin said nothing, but also took a step forward. His hand tightened around the hilt of his sakabatou.
Sanosuke, who was behind him with Saitoh, noticed that that strange aura still hadn't vanished from his friend. Kenshin was still the Battousai and the murderous expression in his eyes failed to betray such.
Saitoh could sense this too. Smirking, he reached into his pocket for a cigarette. 'Shishio vs. Hitokiri Battousai, eh? This should be a lot more interesting than I thought.'
Shishio chuckled. "So, judging from your expression, I'd say you want to get things started." He took a stance, sword protruding slightly from its scabbard. "Prepare to lose, Battousai."
Kenshin, or rather, the Battousai, responded by taking a stance. "I'll kill you." Was all he muttered before they charged each other.