CHAPTER 7- BATTOUSAI BATTLE
The sounds of fierce fighting echoed throughout the fortress. The vibrations emitted by clashing swords caused everything to tremble. These tremors reached the city of Kyoto and to where another titanic battle was taking place.
"Kaoru! Watch out!"
Kaoru reacted blindly to Misao's warning and jumped. Kamatari's scythe sliced the air beneath her.
Kaoru and Misao landed side-by-side, bokken and kunai drawn. Chaos was erupting everywhere! Soon, there would be nothing left of the Aioya.
"DIE!" Kamatari shouted in his squeaky feminine voice. He launched himself at them, swinging his massive weapon.
Misao sneered. "Kaoru, charge on my command! I have an idea!" She too propelled herself into flight to meet the scythe.
As Kaoru hung back, she could feel the ground shaking beneath her. Anxious blue eyes traveled in the direction of where Mount Hiei stood. With the tremors came news. She gulped. "Kenshin, what has happened to you?"
.......
Battousai charged Shishio again and again, not even giving him time to take the offensive. Shishio felt each rush of heat that undulated out of their crashing swords. He could also feel his opponent's raw strength rack his arms. Still, he smirked.
Yumi watched nervously. "Lord Shishio's taking some heavy hits. Who knows how much longer he'll be able to take this."
But Houji was far more confident. "Look how he smiles, Yumi. Battousai will soon tire. That is when victory will be Shishio's."
Yumi glanced over at him.
He nodded. "He has yet to unleash his special technique."
........
It took all of the girl's strength to push open the door. She panted while forcing her aching legs into action. Slowly, she ambled into a dark room. She had made it into some kind of.library?
With a soft groan, she began to cross the room. Kenshin had been there, but he was far away now.
She could feel her heart pounding against her chest. All the while, she fought against the throbbing pain of her wounds and the lightheadedness that accompanied almost every step she took.
Despite the blinding agony, her senses continued to function. She could tell that she wasn't alone in the darkness of that room. She placed a hand on her sword. "Who is there?" She tried to keep her voice even.
"So you are not the Battousai after all."
She turned around half-way to find a tall, looming figure peering at her while he leaned heavily against a broken book shelf. Though she couldn't see his features, she felt no real reason to draw her sword. Good thing too, since a wave of faintness washed over her.
She dropped to her knees and retched violently. The man stumbled slowly towards her, his dark eyes taking in her state.
Once her body had calmed somewhat, she stared weakly up at him. His face was virtually invisible, hidden by long black hair. And judging from his bruised chin and torn shirt, he had fought Kenshin.
She felt the darkness overcoming her. "I.I am.his offspring."
Aoshi frowned. 'As I thought.'
The sounds of fierce fighting echoed throughout the fortress. The vibrations emitted by clashing swords caused everything to tremble. These tremors reached the city of Kyoto and to where another titanic battle was taking place.
"Kaoru! Watch out!"
Kaoru reacted blindly to Misao's warning and jumped. Kamatari's scythe sliced the air beneath her.
Kaoru and Misao landed side-by-side, bokken and kunai drawn. Chaos was erupting everywhere! Soon, there would be nothing left of the Aioya.
"DIE!" Kamatari shouted in his squeaky feminine voice. He launched himself at them, swinging his massive weapon.
Misao sneered. "Kaoru, charge on my command! I have an idea!" She too propelled herself into flight to meet the scythe.
As Kaoru hung back, she could feel the ground shaking beneath her. Anxious blue eyes traveled in the direction of where Mount Hiei stood. With the tremors came news. She gulped. "Kenshin, what has happened to you?"
.......
Battousai charged Shishio again and again, not even giving him time to take the offensive. Shishio felt each rush of heat that undulated out of their crashing swords. He could also feel his opponent's raw strength rack his arms. Still, he smirked.
Yumi watched nervously. "Lord Shishio's taking some heavy hits. Who knows how much longer he'll be able to take this."
But Houji was far more confident. "Look how he smiles, Yumi. Battousai will soon tire. That is when victory will be Shishio's."
Yumi glanced over at him.
He nodded. "He has yet to unleash his special technique."
........
It took all of the girl's strength to push open the door. She panted while forcing her aching legs into action. Slowly, she ambled into a dark room. She had made it into some kind of.library?
With a soft groan, she began to cross the room. Kenshin had been there, but he was far away now.
She could feel her heart pounding against her chest. All the while, she fought against the throbbing pain of her wounds and the lightheadedness that accompanied almost every step she took.
Despite the blinding agony, her senses continued to function. She could tell that she wasn't alone in the darkness of that room. She placed a hand on her sword. "Who is there?" She tried to keep her voice even.
"So you are not the Battousai after all."
She turned around half-way to find a tall, looming figure peering at her while he leaned heavily against a broken book shelf. Though she couldn't see his features, she felt no real reason to draw her sword. Good thing too, since a wave of faintness washed over her.
She dropped to her knees and retched violently. The man stumbled slowly towards her, his dark eyes taking in her state.
Once her body had calmed somewhat, she stared weakly up at him. His face was virtually invisible, hidden by long black hair. And judging from his bruised chin and torn shirt, he had fought Kenshin.
She felt the darkness overcoming her. "I.I am.his offspring."
Aoshi frowned. 'As I thought.'