Author's Notes: Uh... hides away I actually kinda... uh... forgot about this story... I'M SORRY! That and I, well, I don't know. Kick me now. I didn't mean to forget! People aren't that interested in this one, anyway. But I am proud of Adrenaline Adoration. I wonder if I can reach 100 reviews by chapter 5? We'll see! Now, to this story! Oh, and by the way, MY FIRST DVD GOT SCRATCHED! STUPID DVD PLAYER TRIED TO EAT IT!
The Legend of Himura Kenshin
EPISODE 11- Farewell, the Strongest Men: The Clash Between Light and Shadow
Hannya's View
We have served our Okashira as well as we could. We fought off Himura Battousai as long as we could, and we have all failed.
Beshimi.
Hyottoko.
Shikijo.
And myself.
The very people that our Okashira trained solely to fight, the ones who have no other place than that of the battlefield, have failed. Despite our training, despite being the best of the best, we all fell. And now we have only one other choice.
Kanryu has brought out the gattling gun, aiming it with that untrustworthy malice that seeps off his being, shooting recklessly at Himura and his friends, the girl, and our Okashira. We will not allow our Okashira to diehe is already injured, in his attempt to protect myself from the sinister end promised by the gattling gun. It only goes to show my own incompetence; I could have moved, and he would never have been injured.
We, the Oniwabanshu, will not allow our Okashira to die, not until our body lay mangled and destructed upon the floors of this ballroom. There is a specific order in which we must conduct this, a way that is trained into our minds to stop this all.
It begins with Shikijo. Being the broadest, and the one with the thickest muscle, he will be most capable of shielding the Okashira's body, and withstanding many bullet shots. He will not last long, though, so everything must go quickly.
Then, it is brash Hyottoko. He will cover Beshimi, who will jump in with his poison spiral darts, jamming it into the magazine of bullets, and rendering the gattling gun useless at that point. All three will lose their lives in the process, but if it is to save our leader, we have no regrets.
And now, I must also face my fate.
"Megumi Takani is in the Observatory on the third floor. Battousai, pick up your reverse blade sword. I'll take the Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu as my souvenir to the underworld."
And I sprint off. Battousai should be able to reach is sword while I make the diversion and Kanryu aims his gun at me.
"Hannya!"
"Farewell, Okashira!"
And as I fall, the bullets raining within my body, I see Battousai lift up his sword. With his vow never to kill, and to protect those around him, I know that our Okashira will survive. I can now close my eyes, without any regrets.
I can die.
Author's Notes: Well, that was different. Not too difficult, but not too easy, either. Hope you liked! Remember to review!
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Crystal Renee