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My Wrath...

Thunder cracked raucously above in the heavens.

Was there no peace for you?

You sighed as another strike of lightning answered your brooding question; you took on a last sip from the small ceramic teacup in your hands savoring the warm tea sweetened by a dab of honey you'd purchased in a market earlier that day. It was a pleasing taste and contrasted what the event of the night would be like perfectly. It was sweet and warm, enlightening...

You wouldn't need to say more to get the point across.

You looked down at the cup on the mat you sat on. It too had fine features you'd hardly ever took the time to actually admire. It was just a cup before, a plain cup used for the occasional filling and empting; water, tea, sake what ever the need be at the time. You picked the little mug up and held it in one hand and with the other felt the texture of the small dragon engravings done so skillfully and well crafted. You wondered who made the mug; it had to be one of a kind, or maybe there were thousands of copies just like it floating about...But this cup was yours so it had some originality to it.

You smiled; the little mysteries in life were the ones worth seeking. Who made the cup being excluded of course but it lead to a very important fact nonetheless...

And it was with that cup that all hell broke loose...

A cut thought the warm stagnant air by an arrow, was all that was needed to obliterate that ceramic cup in your palm. You watched as it burst into hundreds of fragments, all scattering in front of you, to never ever be a ceramic mug again...

You then realized that there were those who walked this earth that didn't care about the little things in life, who thought that they were expendable and unimportant...

Take this archer for instance...

You looked at your hand for a moment and then up to the direction in which the arrow came.

"I hope you have good reason to interrupt my tea break." You said still sitting pulling your gale blade from the sling on your back.

No one answered.

"Damb ninjas..." you muttered to yourself...

You stood under the eave of the little house, just big enough to suit your needs for a place to stay. A humble abode.

The air was beginning to become misty, so ominous and foggy. How you loved a suspenseful fight. You strolled over to the corner of the elevated deck looking down to see how thick the fog was getting. You smiled gleefully. At the end of the deck was a man dressed in gray, gray haori and black hakama with short black hair to be precise. A human with dark coal colored eyes with a glint of anger in them. He rose his bow and knocked an arrow, pulled back and you spoke.

"So. I don't get a proper introduction to my opponent, my to be human you sure are quite rude." You mocked.

"I do not converse with youkai and I will not fall prey to your trickery."

"So I see, no name given to the man who broke my mug, it was quite dear to me. Have you no manners, shooting arrows isn't a good way to gain someone's attention." You continued with your complaints ignoring the threat of an arrow being pointed at you. He would break sooner or later. You knew exactly the resolve a human had to stay and fight a youkai who mocked and toyed with them, it took all of his guts to approach you.

"You will not deter me! I come in"

You cut him off.

"in the name of all that is good? in the name of your family or friends, hell maybe both. But most important you come to bring the fall of the youkai Naraku and all who serve him correct?"

He frowned, you sighed.

"Ah so you wish to fight?"

"Yes wench! Do not patronize me!"

"Wench? Hmm...interesting choice of words."

You remained calm, you smiled and raised your blade.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Yuri Yamatara. Pleased to meet your acquaintance, however short it may be."

The mans eyes widened as you grinned something terrifying.

You charged him and he hurriedly released his arrow a bit too late. It whizzed past your ear cutting air as you leaned forward with your blade, you were but a few feet away when you flipped out from the length of the deck and under the eave of the house outside where the rain began to fall. It splashed to the ground as you looked at the archer on the deck frozen still amazed he was still alive.

"I need room to move, and besides I wouldn't want to hurt my home. I live there of course you know that."

"You needn't worry about where you will live after I am done!" He said jumping out onto the ground. He pulled his katana, and steadied his footing, he sized your stance up and you his. He charged half heartedly hoping to maybe swing wildly and catch you maybe once. You parried instead of dodging, you wanted a fight not a massacre.

He struggled to even push you back a foot as the rain made the ground soft and muddy, he pushed against your blade digging his boots into the ground.

Wrong move.

You pushed against his blade knocking him back a few feet, in flash you were beside him and in what seemed to be shove his eyes widened as if he'd seen the most terrifying thing ever in his life. You blade's length pushed through smooth muscles and vessels and back out with one smooth movement. You looked in front of you and not into his eyes as he stumbled and gasped. You sighed and began to walk away.

"Wait!" he gasped.

"..." You turned and saw him holding onto a rock clutching his side where the nonfatal blow must have been.

"Why couldn't he have just laid there?" you thought.

"You..."

"You weren't worth the waist in time or effort, if you leave it is likely you will not return that is why I let you off the hook." you said conclusively.

"I must finish this!" He said standing.

'You are not an opponent worthy of death by my blade fool, leave now."

He was a die hard. And would have to die hard. He ran towards you in one desperate effort to beat you, you caught him with the gales steel.

"Humph not worth the time..."

You pushed him off your blade, and looked at the little house. You paused.

Even in the rain the smell of ningen blood stained the area...

"Thunder barrage."

You spoke lightly as you summoned a large energy strike from the gale blade, it cut out in the direction of the house haphazardly destroying it in its wake. With the rain and thunder it too was gone. You walked down the path in search of another area.

"Damb idiot, I really liked that house too..." You thought to yourself.

Hours had passed since your encounter with the young archer at your now desolated home. If you wanted to have any more peace left for the night you would need to get somewhere and fast.

Your eyelids laid heavy by the lack of sleep you'd been getting lately, your patience was void and no longer present to the world around you. It seemed only more and more opponents sought you out each day. Where was the time to be normal? You needed to lay back for maybe just a night, it would do you some good.

As you continued your way through the dense brush, you felt the presence of a village near by. When you left the brush you could see the red orange light of the village glowing incandescently over the area.

"A festival?"

You smiled inwardly, a festival was the perfect way to loosen up if only for a few cups of sake and to hear some music. The scent of freshly made foods and sweets rang out and was carried in the flows of the soft breeze of the night. Food and drink, ah all would be well in this youkai settlement tonight...

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