There comes a time in the life of any great warrior in which the path before them forks, two roads winding in the distance , a tug of war set between them.
She couldn't remember a time when she felt more lost. Her master was gone and her clan shattered for reasons she didn't fully know or understand. To add to her confusion an old master had claimed to be her real father, and not just any master a master of a clan that fought for honor.
Honor, now there was something she had lost sight of in recent years, Saki had none and that had rubbed off on her. She lay back on her bed hidden away from the world, she wished idly that William hadn't wandered off she could use a distraction right about now. But a distraction was not what she needed, she didn't have time. Just a sparse few hours ago the Elite had come to report that they had found her "Father's" clan, hiding in a warehouse on the other side of the city.
The Elite had informed her that a battle was coming, or at least that is what they overhead. She had sent them back to watch Miharu , she knew that this ninja would lead her to her masters murders , perhaps she would even soften them up for her.
Karai knew that she should think more of her clan that of her own selfish desire to avenge Saki but she could not. It was something she felt she had to do otherwise her in action might haunt her for the rest of her life.
That was a matter she had settled with herself long ago, something she was sure of, something that she needed to do. The confusion washing over her now had little to do with that. She had come to a crossroads, on one side was the memory of the man she had called master and father for as long as she could clearly remember, and with him a legacy of evil and murder. The other path was tied to a blurred memory of a man on a balcony watching her play, a man who may have very well found her after all these years.
Both paths called out to her so strongly she felt as thought her soul would rip in two, she hoped it would she couldn't bear the thought of leaving either with out the daughter they sought so much.
And with each path came a clan, one she had never seen , a sort of mythic thing to her , a clan bent on peace and honor and the protection of the innocent , it was something she had always wanted. The other she now ruled , a clan of murderous thieves who would kill her in a second if they thought they could, she was master of this clan but in title but in truth this clan was master of her. It was Saki's legacy and she wasn't sure if she could forsake it.
If she stayed here she would become like Saki, If she left she would dishonor the memory of a man who had loved her as his own, she couldn't see the honor in either.
A small knock at the door interrupted her thoughts.
"Enter" She sighed sitting up.
It was an Elite " Mistress" He greeted bowing low " I have news"
"Not now" she said with a dismissive wave, she had a decision to make which couldn't wait until tomorrow.
"Mistress please" He pressed " There is something you should know"