CHAPTER ONE: THE NEXT INHERITOR OF THE DEMON BLADE
The young girl sat on the sand, staring at the sea. It had been fifteen years; fifteen years since she began her life on this isolated piece of land.
In a way, it saddened her. Her life moved on slowly, as if it waited for her to catch up. Her life did not seem to have much of a purpose. At least, it seemed that way to her.
Yet, she did the same thing everyday, stare at the sea.
"Namiko, it's time," called a voice. Namiko stood up. Her raven black hair swayed in the breeze. She wore a small red vest over a white shirt. She had on black shorts with long black boots. A sort of a red gown stretched down from the vest behind her legs. Her hands had red palm coverings, which spread up to her elbows.
"Sensei Sadatake, is it already time?" Namiko asked, her voice quiet and sad.
Sadatake sighed. He was an elderly man, wearing a green robe. A cane helped in supporting him up.
"Yes, it is time."
Sadatake led Namiko through the marble hall. The hall led to a bridge, which connected the two buildings.
Namiko glanced at the floor. "Is the legacy of Akujiki true?" she asked curiously.
Sadatake nodded his head. "Yes, it is true. But now, Akujiki no longer has a thirst for blood, or craves souls."
The two continued walking until they reached a large door. The door held a strange symbol, which had always mystified Namiko.
"As you know, my clan has held a tradition stating that when a child comes of age, he or she must go through an exercise which confirms whether or not they are they have become an adult. Your mother wished for you to go through this test. However, it is entirely your choice," Sadatake explained as he opened the large door which had been hiding a large chamber.
"This is where the test takes place."
Namiko walked into the chamber. The only light available was four torches on the walls. However, one thing caught Namiko's attention.
In the very back of the room stood an altar. The shadows seemed to hide the sword, which lay on the altar, as if its presence was not to be known.
Sadatake walked into the room. "You must kneel before the altar and meditate. To complete the test, you must kneel here for twelve hours. It is much more difficult than it looks," Sadatake explained.
Namiko took a few steps forward. "Sensei, why is that sword laying on the altar?"
Sadatake stroked his chin. "The sword has served as a witness to all those who have accomplished the test."
Namiko nodded. She kneeled down in front of the altar and closed her eyes.
Sadatake nodded and walked from the room, closing the door.
Time seemed to stop in the chamber. Namiko was having trouble concentrating. Something was interfering with her focus.
Namiko opened her eyes quickly. She could hear noises outside, something was wrong.
"What?" she mumbled.
The sword began to glow. The blood red aura started to spread around it.
Namiko turned around to see the sword drop to the floor. The large door started to crack. Namiko quickly picked up the sword and slowly approached the door.
Several more cracks appeared. The door started to crumble. A few seconds passed before the door exploded. Rocks and dust flew out in all directions.
Namiko rubbed her eyes and looked up. It was raining hard, so Namiko had to strain her eyes to see who was standing in the rubble.
Four ninjas clad in strange purple robes stood there. They each had two long blades attached to their arms. The four ninjas instantaneously attacked Namiko. Two of them rolled in front of her and the other two jumped behind her. The two behind her started to swing their blades downward.
Namiko quickly ducked and performed a sweep kick knocking them to the floor. The other two slashed. Namiko barely blocked the attack and slashed at one of the ninjas.
It fell to the floor. The body transformed into two red orbs, which flew into the sword Namiko held.
The sword's red aura burned brightly as in thanks. The blade then turned blue.
The three other ninjas did not wait. They all jumped and prepared an attack. Namiko back flipped and dashed at them She swung the sword, killing all three of the ninjas in one clean swipe.
The red orbs flew once more into the sword. "Strange. It's as if the sword is alive," Namiko thought.
Her eyes widened. "Sensei!" she exclaimed.
The rain pounded against the buildings and the thunder boomed. Namiko slowed to a walk.
Both of the buildings had been torn down, and in the center of the rubble lay Sadatake.
"Sensei!" Namiko rushed to his side. "Sensei! What has happened?! What is going on?!"
Sadatake chuckled. Blood seeped from his wound. "I am sorry... Namiko... But now, you must go away from here... Now."
Namiko shook her head. Tears started to fall from her eyes. "Sensei, you can't. I won't allow you to die!" she yelled out.
"Unfortunately, everyone must die at some point little girl."
Namiko looked up. A man wearing a black cloak walked up to them. He had short, dark blue hair. On his side was a small sword.
Namiko stood up. "You... You were the one who did this!"
She unsheathed the sword. Its red aura returned, burning brightly. "Very good. It seems you found Akujiki for me," the man said.
Namiko glanced at the sword. "What do you mean?" The man laughed. "Don't tell me your sensei never told you that he had Akujiki all along?"
The man laughed. "And now Akujiki has tasted blood. It is no longer asleep."
Namiko gritted her teeth. "Why do you want it?" she asked angrily.
The man smirked. "The reason I need it is none of your concern." The man took a few steps forward. "Now, give me the sword. If you hand it over I won't have to hurt you," the man stated.
Namiko placed herself into fighting stance. "Is that so? Well, what makes you think I would give it to you anyway?"
The man chuckled. "You will give me the sword. I'll make you."
The man smirked again. "Wait. I think I'll allow you to keep the sword for awhile. But remember this; you won't have it for very long."
He placed his hands in his pockets and walked away. Namiko almost though he faded away.
She kneeled back down. Sadatake looked up at her. "Namiko, it is too late for me... But, you must not allow them to attain Akujiki... It is of dire importance that they do not even touch that sword."
Namiko placed the Akujiki in its sheath. "But Sensei, where do I go? What do I do?"
Sadatake smiled. "Namiko, for now, go to the town of Dayun. It's a small town. Find refuge there until you can figure out what to do."
"Sensei..." Sadatake placed his hand over his wound. "You're a smart girl. I am... sure you will find a way through this," he said weakly.
Sadatake smiled one last time before his closed, and his body lay limp.
Namiko brushed a tear away. "Sensei, I won't let you down."
She stood up and took a few steps. She took one last glance at Sadatake before walking off.
(First chapter is done. Okay, please leave a review before you go. Oh and if you are going to flame me, please tell me what you found wrong with the story and what I could do to improve it. Maybe even leave a suggestion.)
The young girl sat on the sand, staring at the sea. It had been fifteen years; fifteen years since she began her life on this isolated piece of land.
In a way, it saddened her. Her life moved on slowly, as if it waited for her to catch up. Her life did not seem to have much of a purpose. At least, it seemed that way to her.
Yet, she did the same thing everyday, stare at the sea.
"Namiko, it's time," called a voice. Namiko stood up. Her raven black hair swayed in the breeze. She wore a small red vest over a white shirt. She had on black shorts with long black boots. A sort of a red gown stretched down from the vest behind her legs. Her hands had red palm coverings, which spread up to her elbows.
"Sensei Sadatake, is it already time?" Namiko asked, her voice quiet and sad.
Sadatake sighed. He was an elderly man, wearing a green robe. A cane helped in supporting him up.
"Yes, it is time."
Sadatake led Namiko through the marble hall. The hall led to a bridge, which connected the two buildings.
Namiko glanced at the floor. "Is the legacy of Akujiki true?" she asked curiously.
Sadatake nodded his head. "Yes, it is true. But now, Akujiki no longer has a thirst for blood, or craves souls."
The two continued walking until they reached a large door. The door held a strange symbol, which had always mystified Namiko.
"As you know, my clan has held a tradition stating that when a child comes of age, he or she must go through an exercise which confirms whether or not they are they have become an adult. Your mother wished for you to go through this test. However, it is entirely your choice," Sadatake explained as he opened the large door which had been hiding a large chamber.
"This is where the test takes place."
Namiko walked into the chamber. The only light available was four torches on the walls. However, one thing caught Namiko's attention.
In the very back of the room stood an altar. The shadows seemed to hide the sword, which lay on the altar, as if its presence was not to be known.
Sadatake walked into the room. "You must kneel before the altar and meditate. To complete the test, you must kneel here for twelve hours. It is much more difficult than it looks," Sadatake explained.
Namiko took a few steps forward. "Sensei, why is that sword laying on the altar?"
Sadatake stroked his chin. "The sword has served as a witness to all those who have accomplished the test."
Namiko nodded. She kneeled down in front of the altar and closed her eyes.
Sadatake nodded and walked from the room, closing the door.
Time seemed to stop in the chamber. Namiko was having trouble concentrating. Something was interfering with her focus.
Namiko opened her eyes quickly. She could hear noises outside, something was wrong.
"What?" she mumbled.
The sword began to glow. The blood red aura started to spread around it.
Namiko turned around to see the sword drop to the floor. The large door started to crack. Namiko quickly picked up the sword and slowly approached the door.
Several more cracks appeared. The door started to crumble. A few seconds passed before the door exploded. Rocks and dust flew out in all directions.
Namiko rubbed her eyes and looked up. It was raining hard, so Namiko had to strain her eyes to see who was standing in the rubble.
Four ninjas clad in strange purple robes stood there. They each had two long blades attached to their arms. The four ninjas instantaneously attacked Namiko. Two of them rolled in front of her and the other two jumped behind her. The two behind her started to swing their blades downward.
Namiko quickly ducked and performed a sweep kick knocking them to the floor. The other two slashed. Namiko barely blocked the attack and slashed at one of the ninjas.
It fell to the floor. The body transformed into two red orbs, which flew into the sword Namiko held.
The sword's red aura burned brightly as in thanks. The blade then turned blue.
The three other ninjas did not wait. They all jumped and prepared an attack. Namiko back flipped and dashed at them She swung the sword, killing all three of the ninjas in one clean swipe.
The red orbs flew once more into the sword. "Strange. It's as if the sword is alive," Namiko thought.
Her eyes widened. "Sensei!" she exclaimed.
The rain pounded against the buildings and the thunder boomed. Namiko slowed to a walk.
Both of the buildings had been torn down, and in the center of the rubble lay Sadatake.
"Sensei!" Namiko rushed to his side. "Sensei! What has happened?! What is going on?!"
Sadatake chuckled. Blood seeped from his wound. "I am sorry... Namiko... But now, you must go away from here... Now."
Namiko shook her head. Tears started to fall from her eyes. "Sensei, you can't. I won't allow you to die!" she yelled out.
"Unfortunately, everyone must die at some point little girl."
Namiko looked up. A man wearing a black cloak walked up to them. He had short, dark blue hair. On his side was a small sword.
Namiko stood up. "You... You were the one who did this!"
She unsheathed the sword. Its red aura returned, burning brightly. "Very good. It seems you found Akujiki for me," the man said.
Namiko glanced at the sword. "What do you mean?" The man laughed. "Don't tell me your sensei never told you that he had Akujiki all along?"
The man laughed. "And now Akujiki has tasted blood. It is no longer asleep."
Namiko gritted her teeth. "Why do you want it?" she asked angrily.
The man smirked. "The reason I need it is none of your concern." The man took a few steps forward. "Now, give me the sword. If you hand it over I won't have to hurt you," the man stated.
Namiko placed herself into fighting stance. "Is that so? Well, what makes you think I would give it to you anyway?"
The man chuckled. "You will give me the sword. I'll make you."
The man smirked again. "Wait. I think I'll allow you to keep the sword for awhile. But remember this; you won't have it for very long."
He placed his hands in his pockets and walked away. Namiko almost though he faded away.
She kneeled back down. Sadatake looked up at her. "Namiko, it is too late for me... But, you must not allow them to attain Akujiki... It is of dire importance that they do not even touch that sword."
Namiko placed the Akujiki in its sheath. "But Sensei, where do I go? What do I do?"
Sadatake smiled. "Namiko, for now, go to the town of Dayun. It's a small town. Find refuge there until you can figure out what to do."
"Sensei..." Sadatake placed his hand over his wound. "You're a smart girl. I am... sure you will find a way through this," he said weakly.
Sadatake smiled one last time before his closed, and his body lay limp.
Namiko brushed a tear away. "Sensei, I won't let you down."
She stood up and took a few steps. She took one last glance at Sadatake before walking off.
(First chapter is done. Okay, please leave a review before you go. Oh and if you are going to flame me, please tell me what you found wrong with the story and what I could do to improve it. Maybe even leave a suggestion.)