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AN.
Here is the next part of The Eternal Slayer.
I hope you'll all like it.
Please, do review. It helps getting the next chapter out faster. *Hint, hint*
Writers love to feel appreciated.
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Okinawa 1600 A.D Spring
A girl practised different katas under the eyes of her watcher. Ever since she could walk,
the man had trained her in several martial arts and in the use of weapons. The knowledge of weapons came easily to her
and she mastered it after but few tries, still it was a large katana that she loved to use. She loved the feel of it
in her hands, not to mention the power she got from using it. Knowing that she could easily take a mans life with it.
The girl who should have spent her time with friends laughing and enjoying childhood had instead been trained to be a
full fledged killing machine.
*She has come so far now. No potential has ever been this powerful, nor has anyone been anwhere near her skills.
Kami, even a slayer is nowhere near being her equal. She truly is a special child* thought the man.
"Akuma! Stop that and come here instead." "I'll just finish the kata" shouted the girl back as she began the last moves.
"Akuma, now!" "Just this kata and stop calling me Akuma!" The man sighed. "Azkutzy, come!" The man left the training room,
not waiting for the girl to follow. Azkutzy blew a raspberry at his back before following him into a nearby room.
The man sat at a small table and made a sign for her to sit down as Azkutzy entered the room.
He prepared the tea slowly and pored it carefully in a cup before he handed it to her.
Having learnt the cermony as a young child, Azkutzy did what was expected and gracefully accepted the cup.
She turned it clockwise around in her left hand 180 degrees. Then she took a small sip,
turned it back and handed it carefully to her watcher. Azkutzy bowed before her sensei respectfully and
waited for him to adress her.
"You did well Azkutzy, as you have with your training," The man paused, "I know this is the time when other girls marries,
however you can't. You have a sacred duty that must be fullfilled. The current slayer has become a ronin. A price has been
placed on her head, but it's you Azkutzy that must hunt her down and capture her." "But how can I match a fullfledged
slayer? She's had years of experience and I'm only a potential." "Do not underestimate your own strength child,
have faith and you'll succede." "Hai, sensei. Domou Arigatou." Azkutzy bowed before her sensei before rising
with the grace of a warrior and striding out through the door.
Azkutzy packed a pair of change and strapped her katan to her back.
A horse stood prepared outside the house. It was a black stallion with eyes darker than then night.
The sadelbags hanging across the flanks of the horse was filled with food and water. A bag with grain
for the horse was also strapped to the bags. Azkutzy swung up easily on her horse and galopped away with out a
second glance back at the house that had been her home for the last 14 years.
Back inside the house a lone tear made it's path down, as the man that had come to love her as a daughter realized that
the little baby with a small tuft of black hair had grown up. He remebered the baby that grew up into a little girl with
deep brown eyes that seemed almost black, with a small black ring around her pupil. He had taught the girl who never grew
tired of his beratings of her need to learn the necessary skills. The girl that never questioned his motives as he turned
her into a ruethless killer. He'd never watch her pick her self up after 10 hours of constant training and still keep at it.
He had sent her away to become the next girl in the line. A faceless killer that did as she was told untill the day that
she finally recieved her gift, the gift of deaths eternal peace.
The Woods of Nagasaki 1600 A.D Late Autumn.
Not a sound was heard as Azkutzy ran through the dark forrest of Nagasaki,
even though the ground was covered with dried leafs. The wind blew through her long raven black hair.
Her blood was singining in her veins as she hunted the rouge slayer. The two had a chance meeting in a dark alley
of Nagasaki. They had fought for what seemed to be a lifetime, but in reality only had been 10 minutes.
Azkutzy finally caught up with the ronin at the edge of the forrest. The ronin was breathing heavily
while Azkutzy was fine. The run wasn't more straining than a mere walk. The ronins eyes darted around,
searching for a way out. Finding none, the ronin slipped into a fighting stance.
"You will not get me alive!" growled the ronin through gritted teeth before attacking. Azkutzy easily avoided the
clumsy attacks of the desperate slayer and matched them. Realising that she was chanceless against the potential,
the rouge slayer drew a dagger and stabbed her self in her stomach. "Like I said, you'll never get me alive!
Remember, death is our gift. Not even them can take it from us." hissed the slayer through clenched teeth
before pulling the dagger out and plunging it into her heart. A black void consumed Azkutzy's mind while the bodies
of the rouge slayer and collapsed potential was engulfed by a bright light. The sounds of crickets was all that was
heard on the place where the rouge slayer and the potential had fought, but there was no trace that remained of
the two.
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Please please, pretty please, Review.
Feel free to write a mail to me.
I accept everything, even flames.
Arian_minako@hotmail.com
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AN.
Here is the next part of The Eternal Slayer.
I hope you'll all like it.
Please, do review. It helps getting the next chapter out faster. *Hint, hint*
Writers love to feel appreciated.
***********************************************************************************************************************
Okinawa 1600 A.D Spring
A girl practised different katas under the eyes of her watcher. Ever since she could walk,
the man had trained her in several martial arts and in the use of weapons. The knowledge of weapons came easily to her
and she mastered it after but few tries, still it was a large katana that she loved to use. She loved the feel of it
in her hands, not to mention the power she got from using it. Knowing that she could easily take a mans life with it.
The girl who should have spent her time with friends laughing and enjoying childhood had instead been trained to be a
full fledged killing machine.
*She has come so far now. No potential has ever been this powerful, nor has anyone been anwhere near her skills.
Kami, even a slayer is nowhere near being her equal. She truly is a special child* thought the man.
"Akuma! Stop that and come here instead." "I'll just finish the kata" shouted the girl back as she began the last moves.
"Akuma, now!" "Just this kata and stop calling me Akuma!" The man sighed. "Azkutzy, come!" The man left the training room,
not waiting for the girl to follow. Azkutzy blew a raspberry at his back before following him into a nearby room.
The man sat at a small table and made a sign for her to sit down as Azkutzy entered the room.
He prepared the tea slowly and pored it carefully in a cup before he handed it to her.
Having learnt the cermony as a young child, Azkutzy did what was expected and gracefully accepted the cup.
She turned it clockwise around in her left hand 180 degrees. Then she took a small sip,
turned it back and handed it carefully to her watcher. Azkutzy bowed before her sensei respectfully and
waited for him to adress her.
"You did well Azkutzy, as you have with your training," The man paused, "I know this is the time when other girls marries,
however you can't. You have a sacred duty that must be fullfilled. The current slayer has become a ronin. A price has been
placed on her head, but it's you Azkutzy that must hunt her down and capture her." "But how can I match a fullfledged
slayer? She's had years of experience and I'm only a potential." "Do not underestimate your own strength child,
have faith and you'll succede." "Hai, sensei. Domou Arigatou." Azkutzy bowed before her sensei before rising
with the grace of a warrior and striding out through the door.
Azkutzy packed a pair of change and strapped her katan to her back.
A horse stood prepared outside the house. It was a black stallion with eyes darker than then night.
The sadelbags hanging across the flanks of the horse was filled with food and water. A bag with grain
for the horse was also strapped to the bags. Azkutzy swung up easily on her horse and galopped away with out a
second glance back at the house that had been her home for the last 14 years.
Back inside the house a lone tear made it's path down, as the man that had come to love her as a daughter realized that
the little baby with a small tuft of black hair had grown up. He remebered the baby that grew up into a little girl with
deep brown eyes that seemed almost black, with a small black ring around her pupil. He had taught the girl who never grew
tired of his beratings of her need to learn the necessary skills. The girl that never questioned his motives as he turned
her into a ruethless killer. He'd never watch her pick her self up after 10 hours of constant training and still keep at it.
He had sent her away to become the next girl in the line. A faceless killer that did as she was told untill the day that
she finally recieved her gift, the gift of deaths eternal peace.
The Woods of Nagasaki 1600 A.D Late Autumn.
Not a sound was heard as Azkutzy ran through the dark forrest of Nagasaki,
even though the ground was covered with dried leafs. The wind blew through her long raven black hair.
Her blood was singining in her veins as she hunted the rouge slayer. The two had a chance meeting in a dark alley
of Nagasaki. They had fought for what seemed to be a lifetime, but in reality only had been 10 minutes.
Azkutzy finally caught up with the ronin at the edge of the forrest. The ronin was breathing heavily
while Azkutzy was fine. The run wasn't more straining than a mere walk. The ronins eyes darted around,
searching for a way out. Finding none, the ronin slipped into a fighting stance.
"You will not get me alive!" growled the ronin through gritted teeth before attacking. Azkutzy easily avoided the
clumsy attacks of the desperate slayer and matched them. Realising that she was chanceless against the potential,
the rouge slayer drew a dagger and stabbed her self in her stomach. "Like I said, you'll never get me alive!
Remember, death is our gift. Not even them can take it from us." hissed the slayer through clenched teeth
before pulling the dagger out and plunging it into her heart. A black void consumed Azkutzy's mind while the bodies
of the rouge slayer and collapsed potential was engulfed by a bright light. The sounds of crickets was all that was
heard on the place where the rouge slayer and the potential had fought, but there was no trace that remained of
the two.
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Please please, pretty please, Review.
Feel free to write a mail to me.
I accept everything, even flames.
Arian_minako@hotmail.com
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