A/N: Ok, once again, I really don't know how many people actually read author notes, but it might help if you did. So I'll say again that Battousai's behavior in chapter one was way beyond and extreme. So if it didn't make sense to you, it will by the time the story's ended (duh). Also, the whole death leads to revenge thing, is such a cliché, I know, as are a lot of things in this story. Whatever, it adds to the...emotion of the story...So no more complaints on that, please. My apologies to the rest of you.
Reviews:
Radire: Hey, happy to hear you like it so far.
Queen0of0Hearts: I'm so glad you like the fic, and wow, that was lucky!
Heddy: Hope you got the email I sent you. I won't deny, I hate bad reviews, but then who doesn't?
Thanks for reading, anyway.
Sakura Hopes: Wow...well, it's nice to know you like it a lot! Winkie
The dark, rumbling clouds rolled in as Kenshin came into view. Katana smiled with satisfaction in seeing him finally arrive. Her hand gripped the handle of her sword. Katana had to keep the anger from showing, though it almost vibrated through her body. She would finally get her chance to avenge her family, and the rest of the innocent people that Battousai had murdered.
Kenshin stopped, showing no sign of fear or want to fight.
"Follow me," Katana said calmly, turning and heading towards a wood. Kenshin did so and watched the back of this unusual girl, as they headed down the dirty path, leading into the forest.
It wasn't long until they reached Katana's desired place and stopped. Katana turned and faced Kenshin, poised, ready to draw her sword at any minute. Kenshin stood still, contemplating on what to do with her.
"Miss Katana. I want to ask you again. Why do you want to kill me? Have I done something to anger you? At least tell me that before we fight," Kenshin said, hoping to get straight to Katana's reasoning. A drop of rain fell between them, as the silent tension hung in the air. Within seconds, there was a light pitter-patter of gray raindrops that bounced off the tree leaves and sunk into the thirsty ground.
"Because. You are a dirty murderer who kills the innocent...for pleasure!" Katana growled, not being able to hold in her hatred any longer. 'Kill him' was her only thought, as Katana went in for her first strike.
Kenshin easily dodged her attack, leaping into the air and landing on a tree branch.
He was almost thoroughly soaked by the rain. Water droplets ran down his face and dripped off his clothing. Kenshin laid a hand on his sword, ready to draw it, but then paused.
"What are you waiting for, Battousai? Why stop killing now?" Katana called to him, not hiding the growing frustration in her voice. Kenshin landed perfectly back on the ground.
"I don't want to fight you, that I don't. There must be some other reason for your anger, because I never killed for-" he started, but Katana didn't wait for him to finish.
"Shut up!"
All of a sudden, Katana disappeared from in front of Kenshin and in a split second, he felt as if his chest was on fire. Kenshin gasped in pain as blood quickly seeped from the deep cut that Katana had made from her attack. Despite his wound, Kenshin ducked, and blocked Katana's next attempt. Their swords clashed, blade against blade. Katana quickly made several feet in distance between them, and watched Kenshin, a strange look on her face.
'She's fast!' Kenshin thought, holding his word up in defense.
"It looks like...I have no choice but to fight you. Hopefully this will end soon enough," Kenshin said with a little difficulty.
"Hiten Mitsurugi Style, Ryu Sou Sen!" Several blows hit Katana across the body, making her drop to her knees. Then, leaping into the air above Katana's head, Kenshin shouted, "Hiten Mitsurugi Style, Ryu Tsui Sen!" Looking up with an impressed smile on her face, Katana also jumped from into the air as Kenshin was coming down with his attack. Kenshin had the advantage. His attack was nearly successful, leaving Katana struggling to block Kenshin's sword from striking her. In a flash, Katana had thrown Kenshin's sword off her, and ran her sword up his leg in one, clean stroke. Kenshin fell back in pain and in utter amazement that she stopped his Ryu Tsui Sen. His wounds were quickly taking affect on him. He had to make one last attempt.
Katana forced herself to stand there as well, doing her best to hide the fact that Kenshin's blows hadn't done their job as well.
Gathering the last of his strength, Kenshin leaped towards Katana bringing his word across her stomach. Katana was shocked that he could even move with his wounds, and wasn't expecting him to still be that fast. She was unable to dodge or counterattack, and crumpled to the ground, her sword jammed into the ground, propping her up. Over and over again, Katana tried willing herself to get up and finish the fight, but her body wouldn't respond.
Kenshin too, was doing his best to remain conscious. The rain washed much of his blood away, but still it flowed. Through his clothes, down his body. In the haze, he saw Katana just a few feet away from him.
"You're quite the swordsman...Miss Katana," Kenshin managed to say. His leg throbbed, and shots of pain ran through his body. Katana didn't say a word. Somehow it all came to her: she would never be able to defeat Battousai.
"I can't...daddy...big brother...I tried...I failed," Katana said softly, consciousness slowly fading away. Her sword sunk deeper into the muddy ground. It suddenly clicked for Kenshin, and he figured it out. Revenge for the death of her loved ones...
But what happened next was unexpected to both of them.
"Kenshin!" cried a voice. A figure in a sodden kimono came into view, and immediately rushed towards Kenshin. Slowly raising his head, Kenshin couldn't believe his eyes or his ears. It was Kaoru!
"All right Battousai!" called an unknown voice. A man appeared holding a hand-held gun, pointing towards Kaoru. With a gasp she stopped right in her tracks, just a few feet from Kenshin. The man walked towards Kaoru, holding the gun steady.
"I'll make it simple, Battousai. Surrender, and I'll spare her life," the man threatened.
'That voice...' Katana thought weakly. She looked up and saw Katsuro standing there with the gun.
"What…the hell…are you doing?" Katana questioned in shock.
"This has been quite the fight, but if you really wanted the Battousai dead, you would have finished him off already," Katsuro told her, a hint of disgust and impatience in his voice.
"Surrender Battousai!" Katsuro ordered. Kenshin tried to stand. He had to get stop him!
"Have it your way," the twisted man said, pulling the trigger. Kenshin cried out, knocking Kaoru out of the way and shielding her from the shot. The bullet buried itself in Kenshin's upper arm, leaving a bloody hole. He landed on top of Kaoru, who fell into the muddy grass.
Katana rose, a new anger in her. Leaping towards Katsuro, she swung her sword, and tried to cut Katsuro, but only managed to nick him just below the neck. A hard punch to the stomach threw Katana on her back. Katsuro picked up her fallen sword, and raised it to give the fatal blow. But a second sword stopped it and it landed away from Katsuro, the blade several inches in the soggy ground. Kenshin had his eyes narrowed, glaring at Katsuro. The man glanced at Kaoru, who was safely behind Kenshin.
"Don't even think about it," Kenshin warned, dangerously.
"Battousai..." Katsuro growled angrily, before quickly running away, into the rain and shadows.
"Don't bother tending to him, woman. He will be dead by morning. Just like the pathetic brat, Mitsuko!" Katsuro's voice echoed in a cold, triumphant sneer.
"Katsuro...you damn bastard!" Katana screamed after him, before blacking out and crashing into the ground with a padded splash.
A/N: Yes, what a dramatic scene...short too, if I might add. Sorry, but I happen to like intense scenes. I have to say, I never really favored the evil vs. good (where there are the purely evil people and the purely good people), but it seems to work for this one. Hopefully you'll see in my next chapters that I do know it's usually a little more complicated than that...yeah. Anyway, for all you smart people out there, you can put two and two together and figure out the whole thing. If not, there IS the rest of the story. Tootles, ya'll!
Reviews:
Radire: Hey, happy to hear you like it so far.
Queen0of0Hearts: I'm so glad you like the fic, and wow, that was lucky!
Heddy: Hope you got the email I sent you. I won't deny, I hate bad reviews, but then who doesn't?
Thanks for reading, anyway.
Sakura Hopes: Wow...well, it's nice to know you like it a lot! Winkie
The dark, rumbling clouds rolled in as Kenshin came into view. Katana smiled with satisfaction in seeing him finally arrive. Her hand gripped the handle of her sword. Katana had to keep the anger from showing, though it almost vibrated through her body. She would finally get her chance to avenge her family, and the rest of the innocent people that Battousai had murdered.
Kenshin stopped, showing no sign of fear or want to fight.
"Follow me," Katana said calmly, turning and heading towards a wood. Kenshin did so and watched the back of this unusual girl, as they headed down the dirty path, leading into the forest.
It wasn't long until they reached Katana's desired place and stopped. Katana turned and faced Kenshin, poised, ready to draw her sword at any minute. Kenshin stood still, contemplating on what to do with her.
"Miss Katana. I want to ask you again. Why do you want to kill me? Have I done something to anger you? At least tell me that before we fight," Kenshin said, hoping to get straight to Katana's reasoning. A drop of rain fell between them, as the silent tension hung in the air. Within seconds, there was a light pitter-patter of gray raindrops that bounced off the tree leaves and sunk into the thirsty ground.
"Because. You are a dirty murderer who kills the innocent...for pleasure!" Katana growled, not being able to hold in her hatred any longer. 'Kill him' was her only thought, as Katana went in for her first strike.
Kenshin easily dodged her attack, leaping into the air and landing on a tree branch.
He was almost thoroughly soaked by the rain. Water droplets ran down his face and dripped off his clothing. Kenshin laid a hand on his sword, ready to draw it, but then paused.
"What are you waiting for, Battousai? Why stop killing now?" Katana called to him, not hiding the growing frustration in her voice. Kenshin landed perfectly back on the ground.
"I don't want to fight you, that I don't. There must be some other reason for your anger, because I never killed for-" he started, but Katana didn't wait for him to finish.
"Shut up!"
All of a sudden, Katana disappeared from in front of Kenshin and in a split second, he felt as if his chest was on fire. Kenshin gasped in pain as blood quickly seeped from the deep cut that Katana had made from her attack. Despite his wound, Kenshin ducked, and blocked Katana's next attempt. Their swords clashed, blade against blade. Katana quickly made several feet in distance between them, and watched Kenshin, a strange look on her face.
'She's fast!' Kenshin thought, holding his word up in defense.
"It looks like...I have no choice but to fight you. Hopefully this will end soon enough," Kenshin said with a little difficulty.
"Hiten Mitsurugi Style, Ryu Sou Sen!" Several blows hit Katana across the body, making her drop to her knees. Then, leaping into the air above Katana's head, Kenshin shouted, "Hiten Mitsurugi Style, Ryu Tsui Sen!" Looking up with an impressed smile on her face, Katana also jumped from into the air as Kenshin was coming down with his attack. Kenshin had the advantage. His attack was nearly successful, leaving Katana struggling to block Kenshin's sword from striking her. In a flash, Katana had thrown Kenshin's sword off her, and ran her sword up his leg in one, clean stroke. Kenshin fell back in pain and in utter amazement that she stopped his Ryu Tsui Sen. His wounds were quickly taking affect on him. He had to make one last attempt.
Katana forced herself to stand there as well, doing her best to hide the fact that Kenshin's blows hadn't done their job as well.
Gathering the last of his strength, Kenshin leaped towards Katana bringing his word across her stomach. Katana was shocked that he could even move with his wounds, and wasn't expecting him to still be that fast. She was unable to dodge or counterattack, and crumpled to the ground, her sword jammed into the ground, propping her up. Over and over again, Katana tried willing herself to get up and finish the fight, but her body wouldn't respond.
Kenshin too, was doing his best to remain conscious. The rain washed much of his blood away, but still it flowed. Through his clothes, down his body. In the haze, he saw Katana just a few feet away from him.
"You're quite the swordsman...Miss Katana," Kenshin managed to say. His leg throbbed, and shots of pain ran through his body. Katana didn't say a word. Somehow it all came to her: she would never be able to defeat Battousai.
"I can't...daddy...big brother...I tried...I failed," Katana said softly, consciousness slowly fading away. Her sword sunk deeper into the muddy ground. It suddenly clicked for Kenshin, and he figured it out. Revenge for the death of her loved ones...
But what happened next was unexpected to both of them.
"Kenshin!" cried a voice. A figure in a sodden kimono came into view, and immediately rushed towards Kenshin. Slowly raising his head, Kenshin couldn't believe his eyes or his ears. It was Kaoru!
"All right Battousai!" called an unknown voice. A man appeared holding a hand-held gun, pointing towards Kaoru. With a gasp she stopped right in her tracks, just a few feet from Kenshin. The man walked towards Kaoru, holding the gun steady.
"I'll make it simple, Battousai. Surrender, and I'll spare her life," the man threatened.
'That voice...' Katana thought weakly. She looked up and saw Katsuro standing there with the gun.
"What…the hell…are you doing?" Katana questioned in shock.
"This has been quite the fight, but if you really wanted the Battousai dead, you would have finished him off already," Katsuro told her, a hint of disgust and impatience in his voice.
"Surrender Battousai!" Katsuro ordered. Kenshin tried to stand. He had to get stop him!
"Have it your way," the twisted man said, pulling the trigger. Kenshin cried out, knocking Kaoru out of the way and shielding her from the shot. The bullet buried itself in Kenshin's upper arm, leaving a bloody hole. He landed on top of Kaoru, who fell into the muddy grass.
Katana rose, a new anger in her. Leaping towards Katsuro, she swung her sword, and tried to cut Katsuro, but only managed to nick him just below the neck. A hard punch to the stomach threw Katana on her back. Katsuro picked up her fallen sword, and raised it to give the fatal blow. But a second sword stopped it and it landed away from Katsuro, the blade several inches in the soggy ground. Kenshin had his eyes narrowed, glaring at Katsuro. The man glanced at Kaoru, who was safely behind Kenshin.
"Don't even think about it," Kenshin warned, dangerously.
"Battousai..." Katsuro growled angrily, before quickly running away, into the rain and shadows.
"Don't bother tending to him, woman. He will be dead by morning. Just like the pathetic brat, Mitsuko!" Katsuro's voice echoed in a cold, triumphant sneer.
"Katsuro...you damn bastard!" Katana screamed after him, before blacking out and crashing into the ground with a padded splash.
A/N: Yes, what a dramatic scene...short too, if I might add. Sorry, but I happen to like intense scenes. I have to say, I never really favored the evil vs. good (where there are the purely evil people and the purely good people), but it seems to work for this one. Hopefully you'll see in my next chapters that I do know it's usually a little more complicated than that...yeah. Anyway, for all you smart people out there, you can put two and two together and figure out the whole thing. If not, there IS the rest of the story. Tootles, ya'll!