Finally, chapter 11!! Yess! This chapter is going to be a heart-stopper so
don't skip it!
A blood curdling scream spreads through out the island. It came from Sorin! Rolan hadn't died! He had struck Sorin in the chest area with a dagger that was hidden in his shirt; blood spews furiously out of the wound.
A look of shock etched across Sorin's face as Rolan sharply withdrew his dagger, kicking Sorin hard 'n' fast in the chest. He falls with a horrendously loud crunch. Rolan smirks as he watches Sorin die slowly.
"One down. One to go. Heh, but it doesn't really matter--- Hiei and Ivil are dead by now."
He hears something approaching at lightning speed and disappears into the trees, dropping the evidential dagger by its victim. Soon enough, Haia appears on a tree overlooking the scene and just stares at her nightmare revealing itself.
Her worst fear had come, unfortunately, true.
"no.....no..." Haia murmurs, sorrow creeping slowly into her voice as she jumped down, landing softly.
She was frozen in a state of blended fear and sorrow, not wanting to believe that her nightmare had been a vision. Not wanting to believe that she had been too late.
Slowly,
she walked over— more like ran—to where Sorin lay
in a pool of his own blood.
Haia bent down and tore open his severed shirt to see how torturous the wound was. Fatal. Rolan had delivered a successful blow to his heart.
Sorin had died before he hit the ground. Haia felt a tear trickle down her face. Then another. And another. Her eyes soon flooded with tears, dropping rapidly onto the bright crimson torso of her beloved brother.
She noticed the dagger Rolan had dropped, lying just a few feet away, and picked it up; she sniffed the handle and her eyes lowered, burning with deep brewing anger.
Her senses, now fully alerted, heard the faint rustle of branches above her. She sniffed the air for that same foul odor on the dagger and quickly caught onto it. Growling lowly, she gripped the dagger in her left and the star in her right and stood up, furious.
"ROLAN! Get your low-life ass out here! I know you're not fucking dead! You BASTARD!!! Show yourself!" Haia's voice explodes with a murderous tone and the anger added to the deep hated she had kindling in her heart; her fangs bare and sharp.
Silence.
"Heh, why should I?" came a familiar voice. "Whether I come out to fight or not, your parents will still suffer and die."
"Can it!" Haia shouted furiously. "Why don't you just fight instead of hiding like a fuckin' coward?!"
She hears no response, only the continuous rustling branches and the insane apathetic laughter of Rolan.
Haia knew that her parents were dying quickly where she had left them. She had to end this meaningless game now...or there goes everyone she loved. She focused her energy into the ninja throwing star and tried to follow Rolan as best she could.
Locked onto his energy, she whipped the star.
The laughing stopped suddenly. She heard groaning from above. Seconds later, Rolan fell from a tree on her right. A minute passed and she knew that he was faking it.
"Get up bastard. I know that star couldn't have killed you that easily. That star was nothing and you know that."
In one swift movement, Rolan jumps up, grabs the star from himself and whips it at Haia.
"Aah!"
The star had hit her on her left side of her collarbone and it started to numb her whole arm.
"huff.....huff...huf....."
Rolan then came at her full force and swiped his katana at her, making a deep gash in her right shoulder.
"Nnh." Haia groans. "So, this is how you want it? We-heh-heh-ll that's FINE with me!"
She stood up and reached for a double sided spear as Rolan came back at her. Quickly, like her father had done, she jammed it into the ground, gripped it hard and swung on it; kicking Rolan square in the chest.
He flew hard into a tree base, creating a huge dent and its branches shook violently. Haia charged at Rolan; a double sided spear in each hand and a look of pure fury etched in her face.
"This is for everybody you've murdered! This is for Sorin! HYAaah!!"
As she charged, Rolan did a back flip and in one swipe, destroyed Haia's spears. For a spit second Haia was frozen in disbelief and in that spilt second, Rolan took the opportunity he had been longing for.
Haia's high-pitched scream echoed throughout the woods eerily.
Cliffys, annoying aren't they? Heh heh. Stay tuned for chapter 12!
A blood curdling scream spreads through out the island. It came from Sorin! Rolan hadn't died! He had struck Sorin in the chest area with a dagger that was hidden in his shirt; blood spews furiously out of the wound.
A look of shock etched across Sorin's face as Rolan sharply withdrew his dagger, kicking Sorin hard 'n' fast in the chest. He falls with a horrendously loud crunch. Rolan smirks as he watches Sorin die slowly.
"One down. One to go. Heh, but it doesn't really matter--- Hiei and Ivil are dead by now."
He hears something approaching at lightning speed and disappears into the trees, dropping the evidential dagger by its victim. Soon enough, Haia appears on a tree overlooking the scene and just stares at her nightmare revealing itself.
Her worst fear had come, unfortunately, true.
"no.....no..." Haia murmurs, sorrow creeping slowly into her voice as she jumped down, landing softly.
She was frozen in a state of blended fear and sorrow, not wanting to believe that her nightmare had been a vision. Not wanting to believe that she had been too late.
Slowly,
she walked over— more like ran—to where Sorin lay
in a pool of his own blood.
Haia bent down and tore open his severed shirt to see how torturous the wound was. Fatal. Rolan had delivered a successful blow to his heart.
Sorin had died before he hit the ground. Haia felt a tear trickle down her face. Then another. And another. Her eyes soon flooded with tears, dropping rapidly onto the bright crimson torso of her beloved brother.
She noticed the dagger Rolan had dropped, lying just a few feet away, and picked it up; she sniffed the handle and her eyes lowered, burning with deep brewing anger.
Her senses, now fully alerted, heard the faint rustle of branches above her. She sniffed the air for that same foul odor on the dagger and quickly caught onto it. Growling lowly, she gripped the dagger in her left and the star in her right and stood up, furious.
"ROLAN! Get your low-life ass out here! I know you're not fucking dead! You BASTARD!!! Show yourself!" Haia's voice explodes with a murderous tone and the anger added to the deep hated she had kindling in her heart; her fangs bare and sharp.
Silence.
"Heh, why should I?" came a familiar voice. "Whether I come out to fight or not, your parents will still suffer and die."
"Can it!" Haia shouted furiously. "Why don't you just fight instead of hiding like a fuckin' coward?!"
She hears no response, only the continuous rustling branches and the insane apathetic laughter of Rolan.
Haia knew that her parents were dying quickly where she had left them. She had to end this meaningless game now...or there goes everyone she loved. She focused her energy into the ninja throwing star and tried to follow Rolan as best she could.
Locked onto his energy, she whipped the star.
The laughing stopped suddenly. She heard groaning from above. Seconds later, Rolan fell from a tree on her right. A minute passed and she knew that he was faking it.
"Get up bastard. I know that star couldn't have killed you that easily. That star was nothing and you know that."
In one swift movement, Rolan jumps up, grabs the star from himself and whips it at Haia.
"Aah!"
The star had hit her on her left side of her collarbone and it started to numb her whole arm.
"huff.....huff...huf....."
Rolan then came at her full force and swiped his katana at her, making a deep gash in her right shoulder.
"Nnh." Haia groans. "So, this is how you want it? We-heh-heh-ll that's FINE with me!"
She stood up and reached for a double sided spear as Rolan came back at her. Quickly, like her father had done, she jammed it into the ground, gripped it hard and swung on it; kicking Rolan square in the chest.
He flew hard into a tree base, creating a huge dent and its branches shook violently. Haia charged at Rolan; a double sided spear in each hand and a look of pure fury etched in her face.
"This is for everybody you've murdered! This is for Sorin! HYAaah!!"
As she charged, Rolan did a back flip and in one swipe, destroyed Haia's spears. For a spit second Haia was frozen in disbelief and in that spilt second, Rolan took the opportunity he had been longing for.
Haia's high-pitched scream echoed throughout the woods eerily.
Cliffys, annoying aren't they? Heh heh. Stay tuned for chapter 12!