Author's Note: Hello! Me again ^_^ Since I know people like short chapters
I'm trying to make these short, well anyone. Here is the next chapter.
Chapter 2: "I am a monster...a demon.....and monster's deserve to die."
I glanced, watching the snow as it slowly came down landing softly on the cold froze ground. The cold air sliced deeply against all those who were insane enough to travel in such conditions, or people who just didn't care. I wrapped the scarf tightly around my face, to hold what little warmth someone like me could contain.
It smelt of her...that sweet white plum scent...My mind slipped in between reality and painful memories, ignoring my commands to stop. She was gone and I remained here...it was what I deserved.
When one's mind is in chaos ones senses dull and leaves one exposed. I was careless and exactly that, I could care less if anyone was around. But if fate would have it, people were around.....
A loud chuckle had brought my head up, my mind cleared out of instinct. Four, no five people, had somehow surrounded me as I had walked aimlessly upon this old muddy road.
I stared, my eyes boring hard into my opponent. They wore plain dirty clothes looking just like bandits.
"Don't let our clothes fool you , we can pick out a demon anywhere," one snapped.
The Shisingumi. These were a few that were left or possibly a scouting party that was returning late, and had been greeted with disaster. I felt my blood grow cold, and my body numb, as I placed a hand on my sword, years of instinct and habit took control.
"You may have won the war, Battousai..." one spoke as he spat on my hakama.
"But you will never see the spoils of victory!" another shouted as they all rushed.
I scoffed. This was all to easy. They were blinded by their rage. Foolish men throwing away their lives for nothing now that the war was over.
The man lunged at me. Without effort I side stepped him, in counter, I spun around bring by blade against his back with a sharp crack! I stood for a moment surprised...Where was the blood? This first thought revolted me. Had I killed that much? Had I reduced life to this? To just effortless killing?
My unanswered questions hung in the air as another man attacked. I countered this one effortlessly as well. They were so mad their attacks were as plan as day.
My mind usually on the battle hung on those disturbing questions. What about my teachings? Isn't saving lives is what Hiten Mitsurugi's all about? And then, that one question, rang out...Am I really the demon they say I am? My mind pressed these questions as I fought these men.
Suddenly, however, the battle in my mind had become far worse then the one I know faced. Another man charged at me...and I was taken...taken back to the forest and the cold white snow stained with red. I watched as the man turned into that ninja like man I fought back there and I was half blinded and severely wounded. My heart and mind in chaos once more.
My eyes widened as I pulled myself out of the memory. If I had laid in the past a moment sooner I would have died, for I stepped out of the way right in time to receive only a deep wound on the shoulder rather than death.
Another man cried loudly as he attacked, I was taken once more, back to clearing, the snow laying softly on that cursed ground....
I desperately tried to pull myself from this disease that was holding me, but I was too late. I felt a sharp pain as the man cut deeply across my torso. The wound sent a sharp pain waving throughout my body. Another sting swelled in my leg as a sword penetrated my thigh. I fell to my knees realizing something.
Is dying truly so bad? I could end it right now...the torture....the pain. I have no one to blame but myself, it is only I who caused myself this suffering, it was I who killed her that day. So am I going to let death take over.... I accept it. It is my karma after all, I killed so many isn't it only fair I die as well?
I was taken once more to the clearing as I held her lifeless body in my hands covered in my own blood and hers.I killed even the one I had grown to love...even if she did not return it. I remember swearing to protect her...I remember....
My eyes widened as I watched things turn a dark shade...I truly am what they call me....I am a monster...a demon.....and monster's deserve to die.
Author's Note: Ok obviously Kenshin can't die cause that wouldn't make sense, but what is going to happen now. Well you'll have to review to find out! MWA HA HA HA HA *cough, cough* *hack*
Questions, comments, or suggestions don't hesitate to state to review^_^!!!
Chapter 2: "I am a monster...a demon.....and monster's deserve to die."
I glanced, watching the snow as it slowly came down landing softly on the cold froze ground. The cold air sliced deeply against all those who were insane enough to travel in such conditions, or people who just didn't care. I wrapped the scarf tightly around my face, to hold what little warmth someone like me could contain.
It smelt of her...that sweet white plum scent...My mind slipped in between reality and painful memories, ignoring my commands to stop. She was gone and I remained here...it was what I deserved.
When one's mind is in chaos ones senses dull and leaves one exposed. I was careless and exactly that, I could care less if anyone was around. But if fate would have it, people were around.....
A loud chuckle had brought my head up, my mind cleared out of instinct. Four, no five people, had somehow surrounded me as I had walked aimlessly upon this old muddy road.
I stared, my eyes boring hard into my opponent. They wore plain dirty clothes looking just like bandits.
"Don't let our clothes fool you , we can pick out a demon anywhere," one snapped.
The Shisingumi. These were a few that were left or possibly a scouting party that was returning late, and had been greeted with disaster. I felt my blood grow cold, and my body numb, as I placed a hand on my sword, years of instinct and habit took control.
"You may have won the war, Battousai..." one spoke as he spat on my hakama.
"But you will never see the spoils of victory!" another shouted as they all rushed.
I scoffed. This was all to easy. They were blinded by their rage. Foolish men throwing away their lives for nothing now that the war was over.
The man lunged at me. Without effort I side stepped him, in counter, I spun around bring by blade against his back with a sharp crack! I stood for a moment surprised...Where was the blood? This first thought revolted me. Had I killed that much? Had I reduced life to this? To just effortless killing?
My unanswered questions hung in the air as another man attacked. I countered this one effortlessly as well. They were so mad their attacks were as plan as day.
My mind usually on the battle hung on those disturbing questions. What about my teachings? Isn't saving lives is what Hiten Mitsurugi's all about? And then, that one question, rang out...Am I really the demon they say I am? My mind pressed these questions as I fought these men.
Suddenly, however, the battle in my mind had become far worse then the one I know faced. Another man charged at me...and I was taken...taken back to the forest and the cold white snow stained with red. I watched as the man turned into that ninja like man I fought back there and I was half blinded and severely wounded. My heart and mind in chaos once more.
My eyes widened as I pulled myself out of the memory. If I had laid in the past a moment sooner I would have died, for I stepped out of the way right in time to receive only a deep wound on the shoulder rather than death.
Another man cried loudly as he attacked, I was taken once more, back to clearing, the snow laying softly on that cursed ground....
I desperately tried to pull myself from this disease that was holding me, but I was too late. I felt a sharp pain as the man cut deeply across my torso. The wound sent a sharp pain waving throughout my body. Another sting swelled in my leg as a sword penetrated my thigh. I fell to my knees realizing something.
Is dying truly so bad? I could end it right now...the torture....the pain. I have no one to blame but myself, it is only I who caused myself this suffering, it was I who killed her that day. So am I going to let death take over.... I accept it. It is my karma after all, I killed so many isn't it only fair I die as well?
I was taken once more to the clearing as I held her lifeless body in my hands covered in my own blood and hers.I killed even the one I had grown to love...even if she did not return it. I remember swearing to protect her...I remember....
My eyes widened as I watched things turn a dark shade...I truly am what they call me....I am a monster...a demon.....and monster's deserve to die.
Author's Note: Ok obviously Kenshin can't die cause that wouldn't make sense, but what is going to happen now. Well you'll have to review to find out! MWA HA HA HA HA *cough, cough* *hack*
Questions, comments, or suggestions don't hesitate to state to review^_^!!!