1Chapter 3

"Now its time for you to die, Battosai!" said the strange voice as a man walked out of the bushes.

The man was wearing a black robe with a black mask of what appeared to be black silk. He had two swords at his side and wore a hat with an enormous rim. He began to grab for his sword when he looked straight into Battosai's eyes.

"Good, full of rage. That is how I prefer to fight you. Now come on, before it gets too late. It's time for you to die."

"I must know who you are. I want to know who has been tormenting me."

"You shouldn't be worrying about who I am right now, but worrying about your life. Now enjoy your last moments."

At that, the two manslayers grabbed their swords and flew at each other. It was a stunning battle as neither of them could land a blow on the other person. The battle had gone on for hours, and a crowd began to gather by climbing into the trees.

"That style isn't going to w" interrupted was the Battosai by the sword piercing through his stomach.

"Hahahaha. Now suffer, as you have made my fallen comrades suffer. Oh and by the way, my name is"

Battosai sat up from his bed, panting so hard that his pal, Sanosuke, came into the room.

"What's wrong Kenshin."

"Nothing, just a nightmare."

"Again! You have been having these nightmares all week now."

"I know, I wish that they have would," there was a scream not too far from the tent.

Kenshin and Sanosuke quickly headed over to the site, where a man wearing black robes set out from the tent and looked directly in Kenshin's eyes.

"You're next, Battosai. I'm gonna make you suffer the way you made my comrades suffer."

At that, he rushed off past Kenshin and quickly out of sight, only to reappear again and leave over the horizon.

As Kenshin went back into bed, he noticed something on the floor in front of it.

It was a letter and Kenshin read it aloud, for he knew Sanosuke was sitting outside his door.

"If you want to find out who I am, then you must meet me on top of Mount Fuji."

"Hey Sanosuke, wanna go with me, since I can tell you're sitting outside my tent."

"Gosh. I hate it when you do that. Why can't you just let me know that you know that I am sitting there."

"Why don't you just enter my tent. You have noticed that I really don't care."

"I know, but, fine, I'll just start entering your tent whenever I want."

So later that night they set out for Mount Fuji. As the got near the top of the mountain, they heard the voice again.

"Prepare to die! It is time! Mwahahaha."

And out stepped a figure dressed in black robes wearing a mask of what appeared to be blck silk.

To Be Continued