The blood dripped from Mesu's body as she continued down the worn path. Her destination was clear in her mind. She was traveling to the dwelling of Totosai, the sword smith. He was currently in possession of her precious sword Ten'nen. She had been traveling for a while now, non-stop. No food, no water, no sleep. She was beginning to tire of this journey. Her feet were sore, as were her bleeding wounds. "Damn Totosai. Living in this damned wasteland." she cursed as she reached the fiery hole that was his home. As she approached his small hut, she yelled inside, "Totosai! Get your wrinkled ass out here!" Totosai exited his house upon hearing his name, looking up at her as he came out. "Well, Mesuken. Aren't you a sight for sore eyes." he mused. "Shut it old man. I want my sword." she snapped. "And you shall have it, in due time. Come in first and clean up. You look a mess." he said, retreating into his hut. Mesu sighed and reluctantly followed him inside. As she entered the small house the smell of smoke assailed her. "Damn it Totosai. Don't you have a fucking chimney?" she questioned. "Pipe down you whipper-snapper." he snapped back, exiting the room. "Yeah yeah you old fart." she said, plopping down on the floor. Totosai then came back into the room. "Get up you lazy girl. I have a bath drawn for you." Mesu stood up and stretched, than followed him. "Here are some fresh towels and your extra hakama and gi." he said. "Arigatou." she replied. Totosai left Mesu alone to bathe. She ripped off the rest of the tatters of clothes she had, and slipped into the steaming hot water. She submerged beneath the water, scrubbing the dirt from her snow white hair. She resurfaced from beneath the now murky water, all grim scrubbed from her ivory skin. When she was finished, she toweled off and dressed. She went back into the room where Totosai sat and stood behind him. "So old man, where's my sword?" she inquired. "Right here you impatient demon." he replied, handing her the sword. It was wrapped in a blue cloth that matched her hakama and gi. She removed the cloth and smiled. "Perfect." she said, looking at her reflection in the blade. She traced the three scars that ran across her lips, marring her beautiful face. "Damn these scars." she growled. Taking the cloth that that had covered her sword, she made a mask. "Arigatou old man. I'll see you around." she said, turning for the door. "Where are you going girl?" he inquired. She turned back to him. Even through the mask he could see her wicked smile. "I'm going to kill a bitch." she said, than left.
Finally I've finished the second chapter. Sorry it took so long. R&R. Look out for chapter three soon.