"Secure the armory, hide the children, Im going." Yoshimitsu stated as he marched through his throne room grabbing a busted sword from the armory.
"Yosh-sama you cant!" Nobiyuki, high gaurdian stated as he waved his fist in anger. "You have no clue what Mishima may do to you and they may attack the clan without you here, you cant leave Yosh-sama please, I beg of you!"
"I cant, my katana is at risk and I can not risk your lives for it, you must gaurd the clan while Im gone, you sit on the throne this time.."
Yoshimitsu skattered through the armory with a leather sack stuffing in shiruken, arrows, anything he could find, he strapped a belt around his waist that held two beat up katana. Yoshimitsu was worried, he sweat and paced in circles constantly, but he knew he had to go. Yoshimitsu slid the door to his room heading to his wooden shelf that had been placed at the right side wall. Taking a chest down from the third sheld he opened it, there were stacks of paper, blessings written on it from his father. He took the slip setting it between his armor.
"Keep me safe," he prayed.
Youshimitsu tied the leather sack to his back and began down the steps of his throne, to the wooden gate, off he went through the forests of Mount Fuji to the Mishima Company Tower.
