Sorry about my last chapter not being so well written, i was just trying to make a transition into this chapter while building a sort of relationship between the two. This one has alot more action in it, and is the real beggining, i think. Please read and reveiw.

Chapter 3: Revenge

I followed Yomiko, making sure that nothing bad came across her. Making a paper hook I climbed up the side of the building and kept close watch over her; jumping between buildings using various paper skills. She had walked down a few streets and into some plain looking building that seemed a bit run down; the outside was completely white and there was a little house at the top. Stepping back out she stood at the corner for a few minuets, waiting and humming some Beethoven song (at least I think she was, I couldn't really hear her). A taxi drove up next to her and she climbed into it, making some small talk with the driver. Quickly folding a pair of paper wings I followed them, far above the notice of any onlookers view.

The cab stopped, outside of the British Embassy, and she got out, paying the driver and thanking him. Why did she stop here of all places? I flew above a church and hid behind one of its gargoyles, disbanding my paper into the wind. Yomiko walked towards the door, speaking with the guard momentarily before moving on. I sighed and rested my head against the large concrete behemoth that stood eternally in pose behind me. At least she was all right. I looked up, staring at the stars and watching the clouds roll over the sky. Noise, what was it? Knife!

Jumping away I saw a knife blurring past me with speed I had never seen before; was this the same guy from before? I leapt to far away from where I had perched myself. I was falling over the edge of the church, tree branches smacking against my body. I hit the ground with a sudden THUD, aching all over and unable to move for a movement. Slowly I stood, regaining my senses and scanning my surroundings. Tree, grass, garden, church, gate, fence, and there he stood, a man similar to who I had fought before, but not the same one. He was about the same size as I; hair that fell to the middle of his back and very thin, almost anorexic looking. He wore black leather pants and long sleeved shirt, knives strapped everywhere he could have placed them. Unlike the man I fought before this one carried a large katana in place of daggers.

"Who are you?" I demanded, searching my body for any paper, but unable to find any. Why did I disband my wings?

"You killed my master, my only comrade. Now I will kill you, and when you're dead I will kill your comrade," he said, drawing throwing knives in the similar way his predecessor had. This wasn't going to turn out well.

"I didn't kill your master, the people I work for-"

"Well then you must have beat him, causing him to commit suicide; I am here for his revenge," he interrupted, beginning to walk towards me. "My name is Eico, and I am telling you this because this will be the last name you will ever hear!"

With speed much greater than his master he rushed at me, ready to strike me with his knives that were between his fingers as if here were to punch me. I leapt out of the way as best I could, but he stopped with a single foot in the ground and then used the other foot to turn quickly. He threw the knives in his left hand, then, jumping into the air he spun around and threw the knives in his right. All this happened while I was in mid air. I closed my eyes, thinking that I was going to die right there; pitiful how little I had done with my life. All of the worthless memories I could recall suddenly flashed before me in my mind's eye. Goodbye Yomiko…

I heard the sound of knives hitting a hard surface, and then falling to the ground simultaneously as I did. I felt the cool grass under my legs and arms, a soft breeze flowing over me. I was alive! I opened my eyes to see Yomiko standing at the gates of the church, copying Eico as she held sheets of paper in both hands. I looked over to see paper folded around the knives that were going to kill me, and Eico standing there, smiling.

"Are you alright Tetsu?" she asked, not taking her eyes off of Eico.

"Yes Yomiko," I replied. I got up and ran over to her by her side. "How did you…"

"Your not very good at following people. I saw you the moment I went into my house. But that's not important now," she said, readying herself. "We need to take care of him first."

"Right…"

"Ha, you think you can best me? Well then, have at you!" said Eico, pulling out his long blade and charging at us.

As fast as I could I said, "Yomiko I'm out of-"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it," she said, folding the paper she held into an offensive stick. Eico slashed his blade at Yomiko, and immediately broke it in two. A stunned looked was instantly plastered on her face. "Oh no Tetsu…"

"The church, we need to get in," I shouted. Pushing Yomiko out of the way I invoked Eico's blade, and he eagerly followed. I dodged his first couple of slashes and ran towards the church doors. He lunged at me with a stabbing motion that I narrowly missed me, cutting my shirt. I stood in front of the church doors, watching Yomiko stand behind him and searching herself for paper. I tried to motion to her to stay back, but before I could Eico slashed at me in a diagonal cut, hardly giving me enough time to jump over his blade. He missed me and cut the door, instantly splitting it in two. I ran into the church, down the middle of the aisle, and grabbed a bible.

"You're finished!" I yelled. I took out all of the pages of the bible in a stream and began throwing sheets of paper at him. Yomiko ran behind him and put both of her arms up in a "Y" shape. All of the paper in the bibles came tore out and flew towards Eico. I was amazed. The paper from the bibles encased Eico in a cage that surrounded him on all sides.

"That should hold him," she said as she walked over towards me. Turning to me she asked, "Now why exactly did you follow me?"

"Eico here left me a little message, a throwing knife with the word 'revenge' inscribed in it. I was worried that he might go after you, so I followed you, watching out for anything bad that came your way." I grabbed my shoulder, which hurt most of all on my body, "but I guess I was the one that had something bad come at me huh?" She smiled, and then checked her glasses, making sure they weren't out of place. We both turned to Eico, and I asked, "so why did you want revenge so badly anyways? Was it really that important?"

Reluctantly he said, "it's a part of our tribes order…if someone in our tribe falls than we all rush to pick them up. Do you understand what I'm saying? I am only the first of many; they will all come for you…as for me…" he stopped, pulling out one of his throwing knives. "Defeat is our greatest shame, and the only way to deal with such shame is…" he forced the blade to his throat, forming the word 'suicide' on his lips as he fell to the floor. A large pool of blood poured out of him, upsetting Yomiko.

Placing my hand on her shoulder I reassured her, "its his way…the only way for him. If they're defeated then they have to die, whether it be by us of by themselves. Remember that for he said that there will be more, many more." I turned away, begging to leave; I didn't want to see this.

"Wait," she called to me as she walked next to me. "We need to stay…the police will-"

"The police don't matter. What matters is that you and I get prepared for this. Hopefully the others in his tribe don't know of you, but I suggest you get prepared for it just in case," I interrupted coldly, trying not to show the pain of all this. "I'll have somebody come and look at this, as for you…" I turned to face her, "I want you to come with me. The two of us have a better chance of survival if we stick together."

"Is that all you care about…your life?"

"It's not my life that worries me, it's yours. I can't leave you knowing that you could be in danger…but if we stay here then we will be blamed for Eico's death. That's how it always works…"

"But we can't just leave him here like this. He's dead in the middle of a church!"

"Like I said, I will have somebody come and look at this. But you and I have got to get out of here," I said, almost infuriated in my attempt to conceal my grief in the situation. "Yomiko, we have to go now!" Reluctantly she agreed and followed me. I took her by the hand and began to run, hoping that she realized that we needed to leave now. It was really all I could do, something from the past was becoming a reminder…