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Kenshin: And for good reason.
(And unconscious Kenshin is carried off stage and the stunt double is brought in)
~
Kunio flipped through the old book, expecting it to be much like all the other ones in the old library he had discovered. At first it had seemed like a major archeological find, ancient books tucked away in this cave. But as he had done more and more reading of the text he realized there was nothing new, no surprise information, nothing!
Sighing, he put the book back onto the shelf. A single piece of paper fluttered to the ground. Curious, he picked it up, carefully opening the worn paper. He sucked in a deep breath, praying that this might be the thing the put him on the road to archeological recognition.
Dear Kaoru, the flowing script began.
I don't know if you'll ever read this, that I don't. But I will feel better, even if only a little, after I am done. Kaoru, I love you, but if I stayed you would only be in danger every minute. An old enemy has found me and against him I know I can't win. Bajitu the demon is someone closely tied to my past, even farther back than the revolution. Oh Kaoru, be careful. Who knows what he will try to do to you if he cannot get to me another way. But I will hope and pray for the best, that I will. I will do everything to keep my half-brother from you. Good-bye dear Kaoru.
Love,
Kenshin Himura
Kunio's hands trembled from excitement. This was it! This was his ticket to making history! But something nagged at the back of his mind. The name Himura looked strangely familiar.
No matter, his co-workers at the university would never believe this.
"Find, find, find, me, me, me, me."
"Who are you?" Kunio shouted. No reply came. A shiver ran down his spine.
"What are you?" He whispered hoarsely.
*
Bajitu watched, as the pitiful mortal creature grew more and more horrified. In a normal situation he would have laughed at the pitiful show of weakness, but this was terrible. Somehow his half-brother had managed to reach from beyond his prison. It had been years since he had captured that girl Kaoru and Kenshin who had tried to save her.
Never had either of them been able to reach someone on the outside world. What made this one special? It didn't matter, really. So long as he managed to get rid of that mortal before he could do any damage, Bajitu would be fine. His plan would commence as planned and the darkness would come.
But it still bothered him that Kenshin had managed to reach someone. He would have to find out why!
*
"Do you think he heard?" Kaoru asked fearfully. Over the centuries in this prison she had grown thin, very thin. Her once long hair had been cut off to just below her ears and hope no longer shone in her eyes.
"We can hope," Kenshin answered. He looked the same, almost. But defeat and despair hung around him and his purple eyes no longer saw the world around him. Bajitu had blinded his half-brother during their battle to decide Kaoru's fate: a safe life with Kenshin or eternal imprisonment with him. It was clear who had won that battle.
"Please," Kaoru whispered, not sure if anyone could hear her. "Let us get out of here."
~
Remo: Not bad, huh.
Kaoru: Terrible is a better word.
(An unconscious Kaoru is carried off stage and her stunt double is brought in)
Producer: You have to stop hitting the leads! Everyone will be a stunt double by the end if you keep this up!
(An unconscious producer is thrown out he window)
Remo: So?