Disclaimer: I own none of the Rurouni Kenshin characters. I really wish I do…but alas, I do not…that's the story of my life. I do, however own Sakura. Please do not use her without my permission…that's all I ask…
From today
Without regard for myself
I set out
A shield, strong but humble
For our Sovereign Lord.
Prologue:Night darkened the landscape of Japan. It surrounded the forest with a foreboding feeling, growing greater by the moment. The snap of a twig reverberated against the opaque blackness.
A lone figure moved through the dark. It moved stealthily, its steely eyes darting through the pitch black. Its ears listened intently for any sound.
Crack A twig fractured somewhere in the teeming darkness. The solitary figure stopped in its tracks, listening carefully to its surroundings. The sound of a blade being drawn resounded through the night. The entity drew its own katana from it's sheath. Gripping the sword firmly, the creature walked on.
There was a rustling in the bushes, and another human rushed out, blade drawn. The swords flashed in the moonlight as the two stared each other down. Violet orbs met silver, and anger flared in the warriors' hearts.
There was a clash of blades. Blood, deep red, splattered the ground. The katanas rang again in the darkness. The blood of the other mixed with the already spilled blood. Silence.
Both figures, tired and battle-weary, retreated into the darkness. Shadows encompassed them. On the ground, the blood still glistened in the moonlight. Red, deep red…
Anger flares…
Red, deep red…
Hateful stares…
Red, deep red…
Hope is drained…
Red, deep red…
Body pained…
Red, deep red…
Red, deep red…
