This shall be my third story which of course I will finish my other stories! Hope you enjoy this story as much as my other stories.
My forgotten past makes me feel as though I should not move forward into the future,
Anger is what I feel for he made me forget ...but I have Misao to live for the girl I found on my wandering and brought under my care and trained her, bubbly Misao
She is my happiness...
Chapter 1
Kaoru's POV:
I watched steadily at the man that killed five men simultaneously, his skill was remarkable and he well earned the title of the Hitokiri Battousai. Molten amber eyes shone in the night as he finished his last kill and seemed to have tensed as he sensed my ki. I sat on top of the tip of a house, my right leg came toward my armored chest and my left dangled in air. I wore a white gi and a black hakama; my chest was covered in special armor that tied in the back. My hair was in a high sloppy ponytail, my katana tied around my waist and my beautiful pearl colored wings where wide open. The gi and hakama I wore fit me perfectly and around my waist, I wore a sash a black colored one, which contained a dagger. My eyes where narrowed somewhat but where not wide, my hand armor was dark blue and it tied from my middle finger and reached to my elbow.
The hitokiri turned around abruptly and faced the house, which I sat on. He traced my ki quickly and our unusual colored eyes locked, molten amber met with bright sapphire.
"Who are you?" He asked loudly as he sheathed his katana and stood in a batojutsu stance. He took notice of my wings and backed away, I stood up tall and proud and smirked.
Anger prevailed over me as I replied, "You killed my father hitokiri! For an assassin like you, you did not feel pain. I have forgotten everything of my past accept for that one image of flaming red hair."
Kenshin's POV:
What is she? Who is she? Should I kill her, but she has such powerful ki. She turned my way, her wings where wide and ruffled and they somewhat bent themselves as she took out her sword.
The woman or whatever she was wanted to fight and I would give her one. As quicker then a second she flew past me her katana held tightly, I turned around and saw her swiftly kill 6 ninjas. I had not felt them, was I too engrossed with her magnificent wings?
Could she be an angel or alien? I had never seen a person with wings, but I had heard of the legends about men and women with wings they where called...draconian. Descendants of the Atlantians, people of the moon I think, maybe Sano would know of this legend. When she had said that I had killed her father, I could not remember since I have killed so many.
She looked at me with curiosity sheathing her katana she flew over me leaving the scent of jasmine and her voice saying, "I'll be everywhere hitokiri."
Flying away, she left one feather and it slowly fell on my open hand, clenching it, my narrowed eyes scanned the area I was but she seemed to have disappeared. Straightening myself I walked away with the image of the woman with wings, you don't see that everyday but when I had saw it, it made me feel as though I had seen those same wings somewhere else where I couldn't remember myself. Either Sano or Aoshi would know of this legend, but the image of the Winged Woman stayed in his mind. As he made his way to Katsu's house, where they all planned out there assassinations.
Normal POV:
"Misao where are you?" Kaoru asked as she made her way through the room, which they stayed in for the night. Her wings had receded, her eyes wandered to a lone figure that sat cross-legged on the floor and played with her kunai.
"Kaoru!" Misao grinned as she jumped up and hugged Kaoru.
The older women looked at the younger girl and smiled as she cupped her hands together and looked at her lovingly. "Misao what where you doing at this time of night?"
"Waiting for you Kaoru." Misao chirped at her sister like figure.
Kaoru sighed and patted Misao's head and replied, "Get your rest you'll need it."
Misao nodded and set out her futon, and fell to sleep as quickly as Kaoru could say goodnight.
She chuckled quietly and turned her head toward the open window as she walked over to it and frowned softly whispering, "What am I?" Kaoru's wings came out as she covered her eyes with her hands and fell to her knees muttering under her breath, "This is a curse..."
Misao's eyes opened as she clenched her sheets with sorrow.
"Hey Kenshin! How was the killing?" Sano asked as he played cards with Katsu.
"The usual, Aoshi have you heard of the legend of the draconians." Kenshin asked as he set his katana down on the floor and sat down on the floor.
A tall, broad, hansom man opened his eyes from meditations as he replied, "Yes I think, why do you ask Himura?"
"Explain it to me would you." Kenshin asked
Aoshi sighed as he turned to look at Kenshin while Sano and Katsu simply listened, "The legend goes that the draconians where the descendants of the atlantians who where people of the moon, they had wings as white as pearls and powers beyond the heavens. They where so engrossed with there power that they built a machine to hold all of it so they could tell the future. There power eventually got to powerful it destroyed all of them, but the moon. Now they say that the draconians are the descendants of these people, but why would you want to know of these these myths have never caught your interest."
I have forgotten everything of my past accept for that one image of flaming red hair..."Who is she is she a draconian? Why is she after me for revenge...because I made her forget of her past?" Kenshin asked himself
TBC...
This is not a crossover of Escaflowne but I had an idea to make Kaoru a draconian descendant of the Atlantians. Some of the info I gave for the atlantians is not from the escaflowne series...hope you enjoyed the first chapter of the last draconian. Aya45
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