A Sword Stricken With Miracles And Blood 1
"Kyoko! Go pick up the machine parts in Midgar!" Kyoko's father yelled. Yes! This is gonna be my ticket out of here. She thought.
"Ok! I'll be leaving now!" She yelled back down. Kyoko quickly dashed upstairs grabbing only her motorcycle's keys and nothing else. "Finally!" she whispered jumping on her motorcycle. "I can't believe it! After all these years of abuse! She thought. "I AM FREED FROM MY CAGE!" she yelled at the top of her lungs driving off into the sandy roads. The motorcycle is black with a red and white dragon entwining with each other while reaching the tail of the motorcycle.
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1 hour later…
"Nothing but sand and boredom." Kyoko yawned. Clash! "What the hell!" she asked driving to the where the sound came from. "Holy Shit!" She cried, seeing 3 guys with silver hair fighting against a boy with really spiky blonde hair with cold emotionless eyes, but you saw fear flicker quickly. They all used swords accept the boy, he used a what you recognized as a buster sword. The 4 swords clashed against against each other creating flaming sparks that fell to the ground sizzling. The 3 silver dudes where about to make the final strike when…
Boy's POV
Dammit this is too much! He thought. Kadaj, Yazoo, and Loz were after what they called "mother" which they had accused him of taking. That one-second that he was in deep thought was enough for them to take a position where they could not be blocked from the boy's angle. He knew he was going to be killed. He waited for the feeling of their blades sinking into him but it never came. Because another sword had interfered with theirs.