Ripple
Into the War
By Marie Nomad
Katshiro closed the doors of the dojo. There had been a lot of chaos in Japan lately. Shishio had caused chaos in all parts of Japan even after his defeat. Kyoto was in flames and all of the rebels and samurai disgusted with the Meiji Era are popping up taking advantage. The Meiji Government is calling for all people to fight and so he will fight.
The young man sighed as he thought about all that happened in the past few months while he was trying to teach his father's style. Was it the right time for the style to come? He shook his head. What could this style do against someone like the Battousai? Nothing.
Deep down, he wondered if things were different, would things be the way they are today. People are attacking each other in the streets and defiantly carrying around swords in plain view. He didn't know.
He held the bokken in his hand and then stared at the sign. "I'm sorry, Father." He put down the bokken and put on the western sword. He walked out of the gates and into the chaos known as Japan.
To Be Continued…