Susuka vs Kenshin

A/N: This the semi-end of my story, it's the intro to the final battle of Susuka and Kenshin. The answer will be revealed next chapter. Who's the better samurai?

Disclaimer: It's the same as last time. I don't own Susuka nor Kenshin.

Heroku sat and waited in the tree on the left side at the beginning of the bridge. He sat as still as possible, but his exhaustion caused him to continuously move or shake. It angered him. It continued to the point where Heroku became overwhelmed in anger. He stabbed his sword in the tree.

"Damn it all! It's like I fuckin lost all my ninja skills. This fuckin sucks in every way!"

The sun had set by this time, and the moon had risen to shine proudly over the Earth. The moonlight lit up just about every area of the forest or woods. Heroku was in one of the areas it lit up. The light beat down on his armor causing a great shine. The shine caught his eye.

"Ahh shit! That's bright as hell! Damn you moon!" he laughed and then sinking deep into the shadows of the tree's leaves.

Heroku was smart for Susuka would come soon. He was hidden from her view, but his sword was not. It stood strong straight up from the tree. The moonlight make it sparkle and glisten in the night. These features ran unnoticed by Heroku.

After sitting in the darkness of the tree for so long, Heroku grew tired of waiting. He wanted some action. He wanted to test himself, get his skills back in shape.

"Man, fuck this! I'm too tired and bored as hell sitting in this tree!" Heroku's teeth chattered and he shivered. He could feel the coolness of the air through his ninja armor. "And, it's cold as fuck!" he shouted.

Heroku heard Kenshin snoring. He saw only a small bit off Kenshin's tent. That little bit was just enough to make him think of the warmth and comfort of it. The thoughts drove him crazy. He was so obsessed with getting to the tent, he leaped right out of the tree and crashed onto the ground.

"Ow! My leg!" he said in pain but at a normal tone of voice.

Heroku had had some slight amnesia and forgotten to use his skills. Because of this small flaw, well big flaw, he broke his right leg. His feet were shocked, his spinal cord had minor fractures and the bones in his legs had broken. He couldn't stand nor defend himself.

"Oh no! This is perfect! Now I'm lying in the middle of this bridge helpless. Let God bless me with no visit from the emperor!" he prayed.

But unfortunately for Heroku, the rattle of wooden wheels rolling along a stone road was present. Heroku quickly turned to see the attack cart, he'd prayed upon to not come, coming closer and closer to him. He breathed hard. In and out. He knew he would die. He couldn't handle the emperor, let alone his guards, without the aid of Kenshin. He tried to scream and warn Kenshin of the danger, but his fear made him unable to speak. He was petrified to the 2nd degree. The only thing Heroku was able to do was get out short breaths. His breath flew out as white gas or smoke similar to the smoke from cigarettes. The attack cart stopped at the beginning of the bridge. The door opened and Susuka stepped out with her sword absent, both hands behind her.

"Wh-Wh-Who are you?" Heroku struggled out.

"My name is Susuka."

"Wh-Where's the emperor?" He said getting the words out easier.

Susuka grinned.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Oh you must mean…" Susuka pulled her arms from behind her back and with them came the emperor's head.

"HIM! Ha! Ha! Ha!" She laughed as she threw the head towards Heroku.

The head rolled along the stone road, bouncing a bit along the path. It stopped right infront of Heroku. He positioned himself to be able to see the head. The emperor's head was a terrible sight and very hard to bare with a weak stomach. It was old and wrinkly for starters. This was because of the emperor's age of 125. His nose was broken and bloody. It also was bend to the right and then upward. It was a non-human disfigurement. His eyes were blood red and rolled into the back out his head. He had a hole in his left cheek. Animals had obviously eaten through it. His tongue was inside of his throat. His throat was missing though and his tongue was visible hanging down from the bottom of his head.

"AHHH!" Heroku screamed kicking the emperor's head away from him with his only mobile leg.

Susuka took notice of Heroku's handicap. She quickly boarded her newly found attack cart.

"Gitty up!" She commanded the horses snapping the ropes.

The horses ran forward in a rage, pulling the attack cart at 30 mph. Heroku's eyes shot open when he realized what was going on. The 2 horses trample over him and then the 500 pound attack cart. Susuka had ran him over. The attack cart rumbled a bit as Susuka ran him over. She stopped the cart soon after the assault was done. Susuka exited her vehicle. She walked over to Heroku, breathing out air on this cold, yet beautiful night. The cold make her breath visible as she walked. She shivered as she walked, listening to her on footsteps against the stone. She wished she'd kept the stolen armor of the soldier. When she finally reached Heroku she wanted to do her method very quickly and end his life. She drew her sword, only to sheathe it again.

" There's no honor in this. He deserves honor. After all, he was protecting and not destroying."

Susuka drew her sword and carved a Japanes symbol of his chest. This symbol meant "Honor." The moonlight beamed down upon his chest plates, making the symbol clear, shiny and beautiful. Susuka decided to do the right thing and pray on his body. Heroku was still alive at this time. She starred into his eyes. He stared into hers. Heroku managed a smile. It was hard for Susuka to see it through all the blood and mud and forest junk on his face. But, she did see it. She wasn't the type to cry, but she wasn't heartless. She nodded as not to disrespect him. She then picked Heroku up and dumped him off into the bloody river of dead soldiers.

"My job is done here" she thought to herself.

Susuka was ready to vanquish everyone in Kenshin's town and then gain control over it. She turned to her attack cart to she both of her horses on their sides. She got closer and got a better look. Beyond further inspection, she saw her horses had been stabbed in the hearts by ninja death stars.

"No wonder Heroku smiled at me. He so sly. But slyness didn't keep him his life. That take skills. Which is the 1 thing he doesn't have," Susuka thought herself.

Kenshin awoke silently and did not yawn as he did so. He was in his sleeping clothing which consisted of his regular warm samurai pants and no shirt. He poked his upper torso out of the tent.

"Ooo!" he yelped tranquil motion.

Kenshin poked back into the tent to fully dress himself. He turned his wood burner off, grabbed his sword and left the tent. He stepped out of the tent onto a spiked worm.

"Oooo!" he yelped again louder than before.

He re-entered his tent to retrieve his proper footings.

"Man, I have to shake this sleep off." He said walking out of the tent.

After a quick dip of his face in the water, Kenshin was fully awake. He studied his surroundings so he could memorize it after a nap or forgetting. He saw Heroku's sword glimmering in a tree high up and nodded. This was his signal for "Watch my back." Kenshin hopped onto the bridge and immediately noticed Susuka.

"Who are you?"

"Man this is getting old!" Susuka thought to herself. "My name's Susuka."

"Well, um Susuka, it's a nice night I must say."

"Yes it is a nice night…for KILLING!" she howled revealing her sword from underneath her clothes.