ISK 3
OMG! I'm soooooooo sorry. I went to flag camp, and when I got back there were ten reviews (you know, more than nine), but I didn't feel like doing anything. Good news though: at camp I got around to writing the fourth chapter so this will continue (chap four was the hard one). Yeah, but I'm here now and my brother isn't here bugging me so I can write this in peace. Review responses later, so without further ado:
Aiz iz Kold chapter three (the one that made the author cry)
Don't waste your touch, you won't feel anything.
-A Fire Inside, "Leaving Song pt. 2"
3. The Perfect Monster
"Yes, I want to be trained."
"Good. Let's get going." Verai said getting up.
"Where to?" Touya asked following suit.
"Home."
(((several decades later…)))
Home? Sure… if you're a devil. This damn hole in the ground goes clear to Hell. But what else is something like me? Where else do I belong?
Touya pulled his shirt over the black fishnet undershirt. He turned to face Verai. Bowing, he announced, "I am ready master."
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"Ah, is this the boy?"
"It is, Master Kize." Verai assured the sect leader. "Boy," he summoned—an apprentice needed no name—"present you're self."
Touya stood at attention. Back strait, arms limply at his side, eyes staring blankly ahead, he stood unmoving, unshifting, awaiting further orders.
Kize circled Touya, examining him carefully.
"Good build," he commented. He took hold of Touya's arm and squeezed it firmly. Touya didn't flinch. "Good tone. Solid composure. Knows who's boss, doesn't he?" Kize let go. He traced his finger up Touya's chest. Touya fought every instinctual urge to snap their leader's neck on the spot. It was dangerous to let someone so close to such vulnerable areas. As the offending hand met his collar bone, he lost his fight.
His hand snapped up against his will and ensnared the elder shinobi's hand, removing it from his neck. Mortified by his actions and loss of control, Touya let go and returned his hand to his side as quickly as it had left it. Throwing himself to the ground and bowing, he bared himself to whatever punishment he would receive.
"Please, I beg you, forgive me."
"Get up, boy." Kize ordered, "Strong instincts. I'm surprised you restrained them for so long. Most won't even let me near them. I could feel you squirming the whole time. And still, you know you're place."
Touya was at attention again. Kize clasped the boy's chin and pulled his face to meet his own. "Just look at those eyes." he noted admiringly.
Touya knew his eyes. They were cold, emotionless, piercing, cunning, icy. They were killer's eyes. As per shinobi code and honor, he was proud of them; as was his master.
"Is he worth his hair?" Kize asked the ice master, referring to the ice-blue pleats that brushed Touya's shoulders. Long hair was a foolish flaunt that Verai made him carry more out of his own pride than concern for his pupil. Touya couldn't care less. Long hair was dangerous. It got in the way. It obscured vision. It gave an enemy something more to hold on to. However, a 'warrior worth his hair' could afford the handicap and flaunted long hair. The longer the hair, the better the fighter.
"He is indeed worth his hair and much more." Verai boasted of his pupil, "His strength grows faster than his hair."
"Care to test that?" Kize snapped his fingers.
"By all means." Verai assented, "Boy, do as he says."
The camber door opened. A young man with dark blue hair and empty white eyes stepped into the room. He bore an expression Touya knew all too well. It was a battle expression mixed with a hatred of someone whos pride has been perilously threatened. This man was out for blood.
Behind him, led by two completely unnecessary guards, was a tired old man who'd defiantly seen better days. While the blue-haired man stayed back by the doors, the two guards brought the man forward and threw him at Touya's feet.
"This man is an enemy of the Shinobi. Decide what needs to be done with him and take care of it." Kize told him. The two masters stepped back.
Touya looked at the man at his feet. Captured enemies of the Shinobi were to die, but he could not imagine how this man could be a threat, let alone and enemy, to anyone.
"Please, sir," the old man looked pleadingly up at Touya, "I know not what I have done to offend you, but please spare me. Please." he begged, bowing at Touya's feet.
Touya considered for a moment letting him go, suggesting imprisonment, beating him and sending him home, submitting him to trial. But no. He was an enemy. He knew what his masters wanted.
This deliberation took but a second. Seemingly with out hesitation, Touya formed a sword of ice on his hand and plunged it through the left side of the man's chest. Blood spat from the wound for a second before the ice froze the wound over. Touya pulled the sword from the body. Blood had frozen to it.
For a second, he felt sick. Why had he done that? But he fought it down; froze the feeling over. He'd done it because he was ordered to. It was the bastard's fault for crossing the Shinobi. The blade dissipated with the feeling.
Kize laughed heartily and clapped Verai on the back. "What a perfect little monster, absolutely perfect." he congratulated, "That was splendid. I haven't come across one of these in a long time. You have the touch, Verai."
"Why thank you, sir." Verai said, somewhat stunned. Of coarse, Touya had done what he was trained to, but every man before him had at least hesitated, or tried to suggest another course of action. He wasn't sure whether to be proud or frightened.
The guards and the young man on the wall didn't find it 'absolutely perfect' or 'splendid.' They stared in horror from the boy on the floor to Touya's expressionless face and back again. Touya pretended not to notice as he stood at attention once more.
"That was excellent." Kize approached Touya, "Now, I have one more test for you."
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I'M SO EVIL! I can't believe I just did that. Seriously, I cried when I wrote this. That was soooooooooooo horrible. I'M the monster. Ick! Oh, well. It's a story, and this is a necessary evil.
Responses:
Pan: yes, long. Touya wasn't really happy at the end of last chapter, just not blind scared and sad. In any case, he's not particularly happy now either. As for your fight scene, that's the problem I'm having with WOTW. I got past it in this one, though, so there is a chapter four. Good luck with your stuff and I'll keep an eye out for it.
inuyasha92689: sorry, no training. But I'm hoping to have some look into how he's treated over all. I'm glad you liked it.
Lady Assassin Moonbeam: Better? Um, sure. Everyone seems to think that things are looking up. I guess I did my job a little too well last chapter. No slavery… per say. Yes, good thing he wasn't killed… OR I WOUDN'T HAVE A STORY! Um, yeah, we don't want Touya dead, just frozen from the inside out. That was cruel. I'll shut up now. Glad you're liking it. And overactive imaginations are good. They're what get us her.
BlueWater26: yes, poor Touya. Glad you like it.
Yuffiegal23: thanks. (pinky in ear from screaming person) I updated. Not as soon as I wanted to, but it's here now. Puppydog eyes don't work on me. But you're right, I want to. Glad you like it.
Kute Anime Kitty: most people were feeling better last chapter. Not that it's bad you weren't. y'know, I think it's cool that people tell me how they feel in this story. How's this one? Like I said, I cried writing it. I don't know if I'm a wuss or what. I don't usually do that for stories and movies. I've even been called 'heartless' for my lack of empathy toward fiction, but then again, that girl was a bitch and didn't even know my name. Oh well, this one got to me. As for Jin, I know it's been done, but I don't have the heart to do it. That would require killing 'that light in his eyes' and I can't bring myself to do it just yet. I kind of think the names are corny, but if it works for you guys, then more power to it. I'm glad you're into this.
Thanks to all readers and reviewers.
Um, yeah. Lets say five reviews again. I'm serious this time. I'll do it right. I'll update when I say I will.
Oh yeah! I almost forgot. Kize's name. If you can imagine it, it comes from kaizer, the German word for leader or king. I can't remember how I got 'Kize' out of it. At one point it was going to Kai, but that wasn't corny enough. You might be thinking "what's with all the German?" The truth is that I wrote these three chapters in two days, the last two in one sitting. It was fresh in my mind. You might also find some Japanese, Spanish, and polish; but Japanese in really common, Spanish sounds too much like English, and I don't know very much polish and no one can pronounce it.
OK, now I'm done. Thanks again, and hope to see you all soon.
Liebe sie von,
Doomshcneider
07-29-05
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