Hakuoki: An Unexpected Adventure
I do not own Hakuoki. That pleasure goes to the rightful owners. I just own Aryssa she is the creation of my slightly twisted imagination.
Chapter 3
When I finally come too, I slowly move into a sitting position and shake my head to clear it before doing a quick look around to see if anyone had witnessed my embarrassment. Seeing no one in the immediate vicinity I slowly climb to my feet and stretch my arms over my head to make sure everything is in working order
'I haven't passed out like that since I was three and ended up waking up in the hospital because my family was afraid that I would die.' I think to myself before looking around again and freezing when I notice nothing but a foundation where Hana's house had been.
"What the Hell!" I exclaim, "Where is Hana's house? If this is someone's bad idea of a joke then I will be pissed." With that I decide to start walking to find a house or road and figure out where the hell I had been taken. Seeing nothing but a dirt road ahead of me I decide that I am having another one of those realistic dreams even though I am still wearing my training clothes. Reaching the outskirts of what I assume to be Kyoto I realize that I have no way of getting past the checkpoint to get into the city unless I sneak in. Moving out of sight of the checkpoint I wait for a few hours until dark has fallen before slipping into a deserted alleyway unseen. In a bit of a hurry to get away from the outskirts I came flying out the other end of the alley and accidentally crashed into two samurai causing the bigger one to drop the bottle of sake he was holding.
"I'm sorry," I say before quickly taking off down the street away from the checkpoint
"Get back here you little runt!" I hear one of them say and glancing behind me I see them giving chase. Turning down a few other alleyways I finally run into a dead end and grabbing my practice sword in my left hand ready to pull it off my belt if needed I turn to face my pursuers.
"I told you I was sorry about that." I tell them, "Just leave me alone and I will never bother you again.
"You owe us for that sake brat." The one who had been holding the bottle says,
"I don't have any money to replace it otherwise I would do so." I say slightly tightening my grip at my right hip out of sight of the samurai.
"Then I guess we will just have to punish you somehow." He says reaching for his own swords. In a flash I have my training sword off my hip and have the larger man unconscious on the ground and replace my sword. Jumping backwards I feel a sharp pain on my right arm and watch blood welling up from a decently deep cut that had been intended for my head
"How the hell did you do that to him if you don't have a weapon," The remaining man asks as he advances on me. Grabbing the cut on my arm to try and stop the bleeding I back up and hit the wall behind me. Realizing that I have no protection against a drawn sword I close my eyes, waiting for the deathblow and hear a bone chilling laugh, than an eerie voice
"Blood, give me your blood." It says and opening my eyes I see my captor with a sword plunged through his chest. As his body hits the ground, I see the owner of the eerie voice and feel my blood chill in my veins. Standing in front of my eyes I see a man with snow white eyes and eyes the color of blood. As it catches me looking at it, it slowly advances towards me raising its blood sword.
"Rasetsu," I say quietly remembering the term from the dream I'd had before, and finally realizing that I was very much awake and probably about to die a very painful death. Up against the wall I understand what is about to happen and right before I close my eyes to avoid watching my imminent death I once again see a sword plunged through someone's back. As the body falls I catch a glimpse of two shinsengumi uniforms before once again sinking into darkness.