Chapt 8
Cutting old Ties
Setsuka gasped at the very sight. She was on the floor with Hayate holding a katana to her head.
'How could this have happened?' thought Setsuka.
'This lowly, miserable boy...defeated one of the Battosai!?ME?'
"How?"
"Revenge can be a bitch..."
And with that, Hayate impaled Setsuka though the stomach. Leaving her to die in a pool of her own blood.
As he shook off Setsuka's blood off of his katana, Hayate instantly turned to Mitsurugi.
"Setsuka!" Mitsurugi ran to her.
"Ahaha...you've...you've trained that boy well...Mitsu (cough)...rugi."
Her final words uttered, Setsuka left the earth.
"Hayate, you know I do not enjoy this forced fight. But I have sworn to Nightmare. And I must follow it."
"Mitsurugi.." Hayate's soft and caring side showed for a brief moment, "we've had much fun
in the past. But now...I believe...it is time to cut that past and put it behind me."
Hayate then went back to his killer self.
"Time to send you away...Mitsurugi-sama." Said Hayate in a condescending tone.
"If I must." Mitsurugi whispered.
Both men stood there, staring into each other...motionless. One would think time had stood still.
Under the light of the full moon, Hayate and Mitsurugi had their hands firmly placed on the hilt of their katanas. Waiting, observing, watching the other...awaiting the first move.
The wind blew and both men drew their swords.