Song of Illusion
About ten minutes later the poison in the rice ball wears off. Daisuke stands from his corner, getting some real sake he found from a panel under the floor.
"Now that's better." He says to himself quietly, sighing a bit in relief. He stands back up, and looks around, seeing that Natasha is long gone.
"I hope she didn't go after Satoshi. that will make my job a lot harder." Daisuke starts walking down the halls, a few more guards appearing before him.
"Oh for the love of Mei-oh." Daisuke unsheathes his Katana, and one of the guards attacks him, their blades meeting with a loud clash of metal. They stall for a moment, seeming even in strength. Daisuke grins very evilly, and dives down, his katana sliding against the others, keeping him protected as he brings it down, and then slides it upward, it going right through his jaw and skull, his blood dripping down his chin and down the blade, where it makes a big puddle upon the floor. He pulls it out from his face, ripping his skin to bits as his jaw and an eye fall behind him, and thrusts the katana into the man's chest and throwing him over his shoulder, and into the floor, where the mans neck snaps completely, and falls limp on the floor with his head jammed in the floor boards. Daisuke stands up, trailing his finger down the bloody Katana and licks the blood from his finger. The men still standing take a step back, shivering in fear.
"What? Are you guys scared of me? Well don't worry. I'll end your life quickly so you feel no more fear of death." The men take a few more steps back, and make a break for it. Daisuke chuckles a bit.
"Poor fools. Now I'll have to make your deaths even worse." And Daisuke whips his hair from over his right even, and appearing in front of the cowards again.
"There you are." He stabs his katana into the stomach of one man, the blood spilling backwards onto his friends, and draws it out quickly, spinning on one foot and slices down across his face and chest, blood splattering onto the floor. With his blade still down he rushes for another, brining it upward into his chest at an angle, stopping before the hilt is at the man's chest. He pushes up on the blade, it ripping through skin and bones up the center of his neck and his skull and out, blood brains and organs spilling out the man's skull like a fountain as he hits the ground. The last man already ran away, and Daisuke sticks his hand out. The guard hits face first into the ground, his foot grabbed by a bony hand, just dripping with blood and decaying skin. The hand pulls him backwards, screaming and clawing at the floor, trying to get it to let go, and is then pulled into the ground, his screams louder than before. The screams stop moments later as an arm is thrown out, the bone sticking out from the skin and muscles. There are a few bite marks upon it, but the arm looks perfectly fine, other than there are no attachments to the shoulders. Daisuke looks over at the arm as his tongue trails up the flat side of his katana.
"Oh no thank you, you can eat it if you wish, I'm fine." The bony hand quickly pulls out, dragging the arm back into the hole in the floor, and Daisuke keeps walking.
"Ag. this is going to take forever to look for this girl while I still have so many guards chasing me constantly. What am I going to do.?" Daisuke looks up, his hand on his chin, plotting for a way to get this girl to come a bit faster, and maybe give him things that he needs. A grin forms on his face, chuckling evilly as he sheaths his katana.
"Well then. woman will always be the same as Satoshi might say. lets just see if this will work," Daisuke says silently to himself, his tone being much lower than ever as his grin becomes wider. He walks out one of the side doors, going into the small forest outside. He finds a clearing where the stars of the night shine the brightest through a small area of open leaves in the clearing.
"This should be good." He finds the stump in the center, sitting upon it, and reaches into his jacket, drawing a small wooden harp, carved with different symbols upon it, like love, virtue, hope, and luck. He strums the strings a bit, letting out a soft tune of perfect harmony.
"Never moved. that's a first." He brushes the strings a bit, hitting different notes at once in rhythm, the sound of the harp harmonizing through the forest and the castle walls. Natasha hears the keys from her hiding spot in a hidden roof panel she found.
"What the.?" She asks herself as she looks out the roof, hearing the noise of the harp being played. Daisuke continues, creating a soft lovely tune from the harp.
"Music? From who I wonder?" Natasha stands upon the roof, and dashes for where she's hearing the noise, jumping from branch to branch in the treetops till she arrives on Daisuke.
"What is that moron doing.?" She looks out the treetops, still spying on him, thinking she's been unnoticed, but unfortunately he knows of her presence and continues. He hums a few bars of a really soft tune, his singing voice being pure and perfect with his playing of the harp. For a moment he stops, looking up at the treetops with a smile.
"Why don't you come down here and listen?" Daisuke asks, his smile being innocent and pure as he looks up to the treetops. Seeing she's been found, Natasha jumps down from her hiding spot, walking over to him but still keeping a distance.
"Why the hell are you playing a harp in the middle of the forest? Shouldn't you be trying to kill me?" Natasha asks, raising a brow as her face remains serious, unlike his. Daisuke smiles, his eye closed as he plays a few more cords on his harp.
"I've never been fond of killing innocent women," he tells her, no longer looking at her but to his harp, "My partner already has the princess, so it doesn't matter to me what happens to you or her." Daisuke looks up at her, a very seductive smile upon his face. "Unless. you may know where the other jewels of power might be?"
"What makes you think I might have one?" Natasha asks, though taking a step back from his smile.
"It's just a thought." Daisuke stands up, stopping his playing, coming very close to her face. Natasha backs up a bit, looking into his eyes, and noticed that his hair over his right hair is partially separated, not being able to see his other eye well, but notices a small glow of blood red. She puts up her hand, brushing the long covering bangs from his face. He backs up in protest, but she's already moved enough to see the ugly eye, with the blood red color and the popping veins.
"Oh my." Natasha could not even finish her sentence as her eyes fell upon the one eye. Daisuke forms a slight grin as her eyes go completely lifeless, her pupils disappearing as her hand drops to her side.
"Very good." Daisuke says in a low menacing tone, lifting her chin with his hand, "I thought you'd like to see my demons eye." Daisuke's his seductive grin never fading as he sees her cheeks begin to redden and he leads her over to the stump that he was sitting on before. He dances around Natasha slightly, his music being soft and sweet as he literally starts to hypnotize her. He sings into her ear, sweet nothing as she sits there helpless to anything he has planed for her. As his playing stops, he kneels beside her, her lifeless, but dreaming eyes looking into his, his demon eye now very visible for her to see.
"Come to the Dark Temple south of the Ronin Village. bring the Jewel of Heaven. and I shall continue to play to your desire." Daisuke brushes his hand against her cheek, and leaves a small kiss upon her lips, letting go seconds later.
"I shall be waiting." And with that he vanishes before her eyes, Natasha blinking rapidly as she comes back to reality.
"What the." Natasha holds her head for a moment, and she touches her lips, starting to blush madly.
"He. I remember. He kissed. me." Natasha pulls her hand down, looking at the ground, still speaking to herself as if she were in a daze, or a trance, "His music was so beautiful to." She continues to look down at the ground, her mind set on only him at the moment.
"I must. I must see him. again." She gets up quickly, heading back the way she remembered towards the Ronin Village.
About ten minutes later the poison in the rice ball wears off. Daisuke stands from his corner, getting some real sake he found from a panel under the floor.
"Now that's better." He says to himself quietly, sighing a bit in relief. He stands back up, and looks around, seeing that Natasha is long gone.
"I hope she didn't go after Satoshi. that will make my job a lot harder." Daisuke starts walking down the halls, a few more guards appearing before him.
"Oh for the love of Mei-oh." Daisuke unsheathes his Katana, and one of the guards attacks him, their blades meeting with a loud clash of metal. They stall for a moment, seeming even in strength. Daisuke grins very evilly, and dives down, his katana sliding against the others, keeping him protected as he brings it down, and then slides it upward, it going right through his jaw and skull, his blood dripping down his chin and down the blade, where it makes a big puddle upon the floor. He pulls it out from his face, ripping his skin to bits as his jaw and an eye fall behind him, and thrusts the katana into the man's chest and throwing him over his shoulder, and into the floor, where the mans neck snaps completely, and falls limp on the floor with his head jammed in the floor boards. Daisuke stands up, trailing his finger down the bloody Katana and licks the blood from his finger. The men still standing take a step back, shivering in fear.
"What? Are you guys scared of me? Well don't worry. I'll end your life quickly so you feel no more fear of death." The men take a few more steps back, and make a break for it. Daisuke chuckles a bit.
"Poor fools. Now I'll have to make your deaths even worse." And Daisuke whips his hair from over his right even, and appearing in front of the cowards again.
"There you are." He stabs his katana into the stomach of one man, the blood spilling backwards onto his friends, and draws it out quickly, spinning on one foot and slices down across his face and chest, blood splattering onto the floor. With his blade still down he rushes for another, brining it upward into his chest at an angle, stopping before the hilt is at the man's chest. He pushes up on the blade, it ripping through skin and bones up the center of his neck and his skull and out, blood brains and organs spilling out the man's skull like a fountain as he hits the ground. The last man already ran away, and Daisuke sticks his hand out. The guard hits face first into the ground, his foot grabbed by a bony hand, just dripping with blood and decaying skin. The hand pulls him backwards, screaming and clawing at the floor, trying to get it to let go, and is then pulled into the ground, his screams louder than before. The screams stop moments later as an arm is thrown out, the bone sticking out from the skin and muscles. There are a few bite marks upon it, but the arm looks perfectly fine, other than there are no attachments to the shoulders. Daisuke looks over at the arm as his tongue trails up the flat side of his katana.
"Oh no thank you, you can eat it if you wish, I'm fine." The bony hand quickly pulls out, dragging the arm back into the hole in the floor, and Daisuke keeps walking.
"Ag. this is going to take forever to look for this girl while I still have so many guards chasing me constantly. What am I going to do.?" Daisuke looks up, his hand on his chin, plotting for a way to get this girl to come a bit faster, and maybe give him things that he needs. A grin forms on his face, chuckling evilly as he sheaths his katana.
"Well then. woman will always be the same as Satoshi might say. lets just see if this will work," Daisuke says silently to himself, his tone being much lower than ever as his grin becomes wider. He walks out one of the side doors, going into the small forest outside. He finds a clearing where the stars of the night shine the brightest through a small area of open leaves in the clearing.
"This should be good." He finds the stump in the center, sitting upon it, and reaches into his jacket, drawing a small wooden harp, carved with different symbols upon it, like love, virtue, hope, and luck. He strums the strings a bit, letting out a soft tune of perfect harmony.
"Never moved. that's a first." He brushes the strings a bit, hitting different notes at once in rhythm, the sound of the harp harmonizing through the forest and the castle walls. Natasha hears the keys from her hiding spot in a hidden roof panel she found.
"What the.?" She asks herself as she looks out the roof, hearing the noise of the harp being played. Daisuke continues, creating a soft lovely tune from the harp.
"Music? From who I wonder?" Natasha stands upon the roof, and dashes for where she's hearing the noise, jumping from branch to branch in the treetops till she arrives on Daisuke.
"What is that moron doing.?" She looks out the treetops, still spying on him, thinking she's been unnoticed, but unfortunately he knows of her presence and continues. He hums a few bars of a really soft tune, his singing voice being pure and perfect with his playing of the harp. For a moment he stops, looking up at the treetops with a smile.
"Why don't you come down here and listen?" Daisuke asks, his smile being innocent and pure as he looks up to the treetops. Seeing she's been found, Natasha jumps down from her hiding spot, walking over to him but still keeping a distance.
"Why the hell are you playing a harp in the middle of the forest? Shouldn't you be trying to kill me?" Natasha asks, raising a brow as her face remains serious, unlike his. Daisuke smiles, his eye closed as he plays a few more cords on his harp.
"I've never been fond of killing innocent women," he tells her, no longer looking at her but to his harp, "My partner already has the princess, so it doesn't matter to me what happens to you or her." Daisuke looks up at her, a very seductive smile upon his face. "Unless. you may know where the other jewels of power might be?"
"What makes you think I might have one?" Natasha asks, though taking a step back from his smile.
"It's just a thought." Daisuke stands up, stopping his playing, coming very close to her face. Natasha backs up a bit, looking into his eyes, and noticed that his hair over his right hair is partially separated, not being able to see his other eye well, but notices a small glow of blood red. She puts up her hand, brushing the long covering bangs from his face. He backs up in protest, but she's already moved enough to see the ugly eye, with the blood red color and the popping veins.
"Oh my." Natasha could not even finish her sentence as her eyes fell upon the one eye. Daisuke forms a slight grin as her eyes go completely lifeless, her pupils disappearing as her hand drops to her side.
"Very good." Daisuke says in a low menacing tone, lifting her chin with his hand, "I thought you'd like to see my demons eye." Daisuke's his seductive grin never fading as he sees her cheeks begin to redden and he leads her over to the stump that he was sitting on before. He dances around Natasha slightly, his music being soft and sweet as he literally starts to hypnotize her. He sings into her ear, sweet nothing as she sits there helpless to anything he has planed for her. As his playing stops, he kneels beside her, her lifeless, but dreaming eyes looking into his, his demon eye now very visible for her to see.
"Come to the Dark Temple south of the Ronin Village. bring the Jewel of Heaven. and I shall continue to play to your desire." Daisuke brushes his hand against her cheek, and leaves a small kiss upon her lips, letting go seconds later.
"I shall be waiting." And with that he vanishes before her eyes, Natasha blinking rapidly as she comes back to reality.
"What the." Natasha holds her head for a moment, and she touches her lips, starting to blush madly.
"He. I remember. He kissed. me." Natasha pulls her hand down, looking at the ground, still speaking to herself as if she were in a daze, or a trance, "His music was so beautiful to." She continues to look down at the ground, her mind set on only him at the moment.
"I must. I must see him. again." She gets up quickly, heading back the way she remembered towards the Ronin Village.