Meanwhile…
Opening Song: "Come Back to Us" by Thomas Newman
Trees pass by at a rapid rate as the train rolls over a huge body of water. Nature loses its grasp on the world, and the environment gives way to steel railing and concrete. The brakes on the train occasionally bite down and slow the rotating wheels down as it barrels towards the train station.
"On a scale from 9 to 10, how terrible of an idea is this?" Gekko asks.
"Definitely an 11." I reply.
"Ah well. Our whole lives have been nothing but 11s on a 10 point scale." Gekko replies.
I can tell she is just as nervous as I am. The last couple of hours have been a whirlwind of mixed emotions that have prevented me and Gekko from falling asleep. What Alan said back at Gessen Academy has us both worried. What happened to Hanzo Academy? We tried to convince Lawrence and Homura to willingly let us go, but they refused and said it was too dangerous. Octavian told us not to go unless him and Shiki were coming along. As much as Hikage hates me and Gekko, she told us to stay put until her and Lawrence could make a decision.
However, the suspense was killing us. Curiosity got the better of me and my sister, and in the middle of the night, we snuck away. I figured they were going to kill us after we served our purpose, and they are going to kill us once they realize we are gone, so it didn't really matter. I would rather die knowing the truth than die in the middle of a lie.
Gekko and I exit the train with a group of people. Cold air wraps around us and saps all the heat out of our exposed legs.
"I seriously should have settled for something a bit warmer." Gekko states as she brushes snow off her grey skirt.
"We'll just have to make due with what we got."
"What we borrowed. That is." Gekko snickers.
The both of us find a suitable alleyway and ease out of the crowd in a fluid manner. There are patrols active, but the Gessen uniforms ought to buy us enough time to get to Hanzo Academy and leave the city. However, neither of us have decided where to go after this. It's something we don't want to think about either.
Despite the harsh treatment from Hikage, Gekko and I actually felt like we belonged to something. A group we could maybe call family one day. It was a stupid dream, but one my sister and I really wanted to come true. For the short period of time we were with them, Gekko and I actually started to see Lawrence and Homura like a mom and dad. They were the ones making all the decisions and ensuring everyone was taken care of. They were even feeding us and making sure we were healthy despite being prisoners.
Yuyaki was like that cool aunt that always had an answer to a question. Granted, she didn't really have time for us, but she wasn't ever all that mean either. Hikage? That bitch took the phrase "meaner than a snake" way too literally, but the more I think about it, she was like that big sister that had a lot on her mind. Hikage is the reason we made it out of numerous life-or-death situations.
"Gekko?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you ever get that feeling if you could do something over, you would?"
"Yes." She replies.
"What is something you would?"
"I'd go back in time and tell our moms I'm sorry."
"That's something we both wish for everyday."
"What about you?" Gekko asks.
"I'd apologize to dad. My last words to him were, 'I don't ever want to see your goddamn face again.'"
"I know Senko. I know. It made me mad too, but I've come to accept that was just the way things were. Dad loved us both despite the circumstances, and if it weren't for him, neither of us would be here." Gekko sighs.
Tender memories of those young years Gekko and I spent in the deception of our parents fill me with bitter happiness. Dad loved us both equally. Just like he did with our moms. Yet, the day dad told me the truth is a day that left me in shambles.
My mother, and Gekko's mom were sisters from a clan of shinobi that have long been eradicated. They were given a mission along with several others to kill the man that would have been our grandpa. The mission was a success, but our mothers were captured. Instead of killing them, the son of the assassinated target asked them to marry him. Both refused because they whole heartedly believed their clan would come back for them. They never did.
After a month of being held prisoner with no sign of rescue, that's when the son told our moms that their clan never cared about them, but what they could do to benefit the cause. As a result for their failure, they had been left to die, and to make sure our moms wouldn't try escaping, the guy we would eventually call dad got both of them pregnant. An act that ended any hopes of continuing on as a shinobi. Our moms admitted that they had thoughts about killing us while we were still in the womb because they wanted to go back to their clan, but they couldn't bring themselves to do it.
This news crushed me and Gekko. We told ourselves we hated them, but deep down, we didn't. Dad did a terrible thing to our moms, but he took care of them. He took care of us. He called us both "heaven's gift." Our moms didn't want us to begin with, but they still loved us to the point that they chose us over the clan. They called us "precious presents." Beautiful young girls that would one day change the world.
That day we decided to run away was probably the worst mistake either of us have ever made, and it was all my idea. Gekko and I had thoughts about going home and apologizing to our parents, but we've been gone for nearly a year. With everything we have done, there's no way they could love us again.
We make our way down a side alleyway and into the back lot of a business. The familiar sight of a delivery van and snow being ankle high takes me to a time where all of this started. Gekko continues forward while I stop and look at the ground. This wasn't the place, but it feels like it.
"You okay Senko?"
"None of them stood a chance. She didn't stand a chance against us, but we didn't stand a chance against him. He could have killed us, so why didn't he?" I ask.
"Hey now, don't be dragging up ancient history. That's all in the past." Gekko halfheartedly comments with a smile.
"But why didn't he? What I did to her?" The sensation of how my fist rattled Asuka's ribcage fills both hands. The blow was meant to kill her, but it ricocheted off a piece of her armor and diverted most of the force away from a vital spot. It truly was a stroke of luck. Something I am grateful for.
"Listen to me, I'm just as responsible for what happened." Gekko states.
"I kicked her while she was down, you held her in place while I choked and beat her unconscious."
"I wish I could take it back just as much as you do, but we can't. All we can do is be thankful that she lived. Okay?"
"Okay." I reply.
Gekko takes me by the hand, and we continue onward. There's no time for regrets. We have to see what happened to Hanzo Academy. We push onward and head to the road that will take us straight to the school.
The street block is surprisingly empty. There's hardly anybody walking around this part of the city. I make sure it's clear and hop the iron fence that leads into Hanzo Academy. The main building isn't visible from here, but there are no signs of life. Even with the students being out for Christmas, there's usually a teacher or some kind of staff member around.
Up ahead are the remains of some trees that are partially alive. The bark has been blackened and copious amounts of sap leak out to try and protect the sections that are exposed to the elements. Huge patches of the snow have melted completely. The snow that does remain has lost its pure white color, and is now a greyish, black color due to the color of ash and soot.
"Oh no. No. No…"
Gekko and I take off running full sprint towards the courtyard. A massive crack splits the main fountain right down the middle and wood that is still smoldering throws off tiny cinders that still burn orange.
My knees buckle and give way to the overwhelming presence. The semi-warm snow turns to sleet as it swallows my hands and legs. Gekko sits down and puts her arms around me. I bite my lip and hold everything back to the best of my ability. Gekko puts her face into my shoulder and lets out a painful sigh.
Deep in my heart, I wanted this to happen. When we met Fubuki and Shokudo, we only saw the worst part of shinobi. During our time together, Gekko and I learned that Shokudo was sent on a suicide mission because his loyalty lied with an elder guilty of wrong think. Shokudo was sympathetic just like his master, and his side of the clan was wiped out for it. While Fubuki was experimented on and tortured as a kid.
Those stories combined with our own experiences in the wasteland made us eager to enlighten the shinobi to the error of their ways. At first, it was just little skirmishes against nobodies that progressively grew into actual fights. Our first real fight was against Octavian, his lover Shiki and Octavian's guardian, Ryoki.
When we proved our worth, I told Fubuki and Shokudo that "there wouldn't be a Hanzo Academy" the moment we were given the order. Shokudo was pleased with that statement, so he had us target the Hanzo Academy girls with the promise that Hanzo Academy would one day burn if we won.
A five vs. two that left us the clear-cut winners. That promise combined with our lust for blood blinded us as we actively hunted Asuka down and savagely beat her. If it weren't for Alan showing up, then we more than likely would have killed her. At that point, I wish he would have just killed me. Maybe none of this would have ever happened if he just did.
"Gekko! Senko!" A familiar voice shouts out from behind us.
"Oh no…" Gekko gasps.
I glance over my shoulder and see the gilded glow of emerald beaming from a man's face. Behind him walks Fubuki.
"I've been looking everywhere for you two! Fubuki was starting to get worried!" Shokudo twirls a wooden baseball bat wrapped up in Christmas lights around his body.
"Since when have either of you ever worried about us?" I ask.
"Senko sweetie! You know Fubuki and I love you both!"
"LOVE?! You left us to die!" Gekko yells.
"We were going to come back for you! Well, Fubuki was!" Shokudo points at the burnt remains of Hanzo Academy, "Such a beautiful sight! Isn't it?"
"Nothing I'd rather see." Fubuki answers.
"You call this beautiful!?" I shout.
"Oh come now Senko sweetie, nobody wanted to see this school burn more than you. Or was it Gessen?" Shokudo teases.
"This isn't what we wanted!"
"Not what you wanted!? Such lies you tell Gekko! You and Senko both told us that your wish was to make the shinobi pay for their injustices! And now you've been partially compensated!" Shokudo smacks the forehead of his mask, "Fubuki and I thought you would come running back. But it appears my gut was right. You're sympathizers."
Shokudo slowly paces towards us. Gekko and I back pedal every step he takes in our direction. Fubuki turns around and covers her eyes as Gekko and I slowly enter the burnt remains of a dormitory.
"Just make it quick." Fubuki sniffles.
"Fast, clean and efficient! It's all in my handwork sweetie!" Shokudo states as he plays catch with his baseball bat. Gekko and I run into a dormitory and up to the second floor. The boards below us creak and cough up ash with every step we take.
"You can hide, but you can't run!" Shokudo states as he follows the trail of black dust the floor is giving off. Gekko and I rush into a room and lock the door. The burnt door crumbles to pieces as a baseball bat smashes through. "KNOCK KNOCK! Anyone home!?"
Gekko jumps out of the window and takes off for the main building. I hop out the window and climb up to the third floor. An open palm smacks my right ankle and pulls me back down to the second floor. I curl my hand into a fist and swing. Shokudo steps out of the way and grabs me by the throat. My body flies through the air and smashes through the burnt husk of a building. I spin out of control as rubble piles atop of me.
"All too easy!" Shokudo states.
Power flows through my body and overcharges my heart. This isn't an ideal time, but there isn't much of a choice. I dig my fingers into the floorboard and crawl out of the debris. The pain fades from my body, and color refills my vision. The fabric of my Gessen Academy uniform frays and rips apart as my transformation armor tears through.
"No giant spectacle?" Shokudo taunts.
"You love to run your mouth. It's time I shut it permanently." I reply as my black visor forms over my eyes.
Shokudo falls to his knees with outstretched arms, "then allow me to come down to your level short and stacked."
I have to win or at least fight long enough so Gekko can get away. Shokudo rams his baseball bat through the floorboard and waits on his knees. I break into a dead sprint and use the wall to launch myself into the air. Shokudo rolls out of the way and takes a sweep at my head. I duck under the incoming kick and retaliate. Shokudo dodges back and forth as my hands and legs fail to make any kind of contact.
"You aren't going to last long like this!" Shokudo teases.
"I would if you'd stay still asshole!" I yell back.
"Such harsh language for a child your age!" Shokudo jumps back and catches an incoming knife from Gekko. She flips off him and skids across the floor. I rush towards Shokudo and rear my fist back. Shokudo stomps his foot into the floorboard and launches a board into the air.
My fist smashes the board to pieces as his palm flies through the rubble and strikes me in the chest. My entire body locks up from a sudden jolt of pain. He grabs me by the back of the neck and rolls me across the floor. I spin out of control and skid into his baseball bat.
Filament and chunks of glass dig into my back. Warm liquid slowly seeps out of my back as I try to stand. The handle of the baseball bat looms over my shoulder. Shokudo grabs the handle and yanks the lodged bat out of my back. A series of bulbs pop as they drag across my body. The rush of pain forces me to scream to the point that tears feel like they are coming out my eyes.
"Senko!"
Shokudo thrusts his bat into Gekko's stomach. She collapses to the ground and gasps for air. Shokudo twirls the bat around and flicks blood and shattered glass off his weapon. I stagger to my feet and charge back into the fight.
Shokudo fakes hitting Gekko and turns his attention back to me. I duck under his swing and kick at him. He grabs my ankle and slaps me in the thigh with his bat. Shards of glass decorate my right leg as I limp back and fall to the ground.
"Is that a tear I see little girl?" Shokudo teases.
"Shut up!"
I bite my lip and hold back the pain to the best of my ability. Shokudo runs towards Gekko and drives his foot into her gut. Gekko flies through the ceiling and up to the third floor. She spins through the air and creates a hole that puts her back on the first floor.
"I seen that you fell, let me help you up." Shokudo taunts as he grabs me by the neck of my shirt and forces me to put all my weight on my right leg. I scream as the entire right side of my body flares up with extreme agony.
He slams the bat into my shoulder and drives his foot into my stomach. More of the Christmas lights burst as the bat snaps in half. I lose my balance and roll down the stairwell. The tip of my visor clips the edge of a stair and causes it to fly off my face. Every tumble causes me to leave behind a trail of red. The world violently spins in my head as the tears in my eyes cause me to see everything through a blurry pool. Some of my vision returns, and the first thing I see is a huge chunk of wood sticking out of my shoulder.
A clear image of Asuka's face comes to my mind. The way those tears were leaking down her face that day we attacked her. Is this what she felt when I nearly beat her to death? Knowing that there was no hope of even winning no matter how hard she tried? Why was I so stupid? All I had to do was say no, but I couldn't even do that, and now the past has finally caught up with me.
Gekko is slowly crawling across the debris towards me. She reaches out and touches my face, "Senko? Senko?" Her stifled breathing becomes heavy as she lays her head on mine, "please get up…please…"
Synchronized steps loudly echo down the stairwell as Shokudo marches in step with my weak heart. Gekko hooks me under my arms and tries to drag me down the hallway, but we barely gain any kind of ground. Shokudo approaches us with his bloody wooden stake. Gekko climbs on top of me and summons her mirrored shield. A sharp blow causes her to buckle, but she remains as strong as she possibly can.
"Shokudo jumps up and down on the mirror. "I'll make it quick if you give up now!"
"GO AWAY!" Gekko screams.
"I can't do that Gekko-chan! It's either me or you, and I'd rather it be you than me!"
Another hard blow causes Gekko's arms and legs to buckle. Tears pour out of her eyes as she desperately tries to regain a strong stance against Shokudo's unrelenting assault. The glass on the mirror cracks, and a small section of Shokudo's wooden stake pierces through.
I wrap my arms around Gekko. "I love you, and I'm sorry."
"I love you too…"
Something whizzes through the air and causes Shokudo to grunt. The sound of something sharp and tipped hits Shokudo's mask and bounces off. The barrage of blows come to a stop, and all the weight on Gekko's back is lifted. I look around to see where Shokudo went and sticking out of the floor are several silver bolts.
"Fancy meeting you here!" Shokudo states as a bloody bolt rolls right by me.
"Same buddy ole pal! You know, the strangest thing happened. I woke up this morning and noticed we were short two lolis." A sarcastic, but familiar voice says.
Gekko's eyes and mine light up with hope as two pairs of hands reach underneath the mirror and grab hold of us. Gekko's mirror fades away as Shiki and Octavian drag us behind Lawrence's group. Octavian returns to the front while Yuyaki and Shiki watch over us. The fact Gehrman and Ryoki came out of their kouklas just to back the group up causes tears to stream down my face.
Lawrence rubs his chin and looks around the ruins of Hanzo academy, "Hate what you done with the place. Care to explain how this all happened?"
"Simple. The shinobi got what was coming to them. A wish nobody wanted more than you." Shokudo states.
"Correction. I just wanted to kill Ikaruga's douche of a step father for killing my mom, but I'll give partial credit because I was going to use Ikaruga as leverage." Lawrence states.
"Quit pretending you don't find satisfaction out of this. I know all about that little excursion you, Hikage, and Homura took part in. You three came here with your friends over a year ago to not only steal the scroll that now rests in Asuka Hanzo's heart, but to deal damage to a side that wronged you." Shokudo clenches his fist, "and now that we have delivered, you all act like it's a bad thing due of some sense of self-righteousness."
"And what's that have to do with Gekko and Senko?" Octavian asks.
"Why do they mean anything to you? Don't you remember what they did?" Shokudo retaliates.
"I do actually, but Shiki and I made peace with that ordeal and vowed to never let it happen again." Octavian replies.
"Your daddy raised you too good. Such a shame too." Shokudo says.
Fubuki swoops in from a nearby window and takes up a defensive stance next to Shokudo. He pushes her behind him and steps forward in her stead, "Until next time sword boy."
"I look forward to it sparkles." Octavian states as he puts his sword back into his sheathe.
Shokudo and Fubuki retreat out of the burnt ruins and disappear. Octavian bends over and examines the extent of my wounds. Shiki carefully helps Gekko up to her feet. I let out a heavy sigh as more tears roll out of my eyes. Gekko isn't hurt nearly as bad as me. However, she's still limping around.
"You good?" Shiki asks.
"Yeah. How about her? Gekko answers.
"Lacerations, gashes and everything else shinobi deal with on a regular basis." Hikage states as she takes hold of the wooden spike and yanks it out of my shoulder. I gasp and clench my teeth as pain reactivates all the numb nerves in my body. Gekko eases by my side and grabs hold of my hand.
Hikage pulls out an I.R.E vial and douses the wound. The compound seeps into the wound and pushes the broken glass out of my body. A layer of new skin stitches the gash shut, but it's still incredibly tender.
"Sit her up." Hikage says.
Octavian eases me up into a sitting position. Hikage pours some of the I.R.E on her hand and rubs it on the bleeding cuts on my back. All the muscles in me contract and tense up to the point that it becomes difficult to breathe.
"I need you to relax and breathe kid." Hikage states.
Shiki points at her mouth and calmly breathes. I try to match her breathing, but it isn't working. Shiki takes hold of my face and makes me focus on her. It isn't just the pain from my body, but all the conflict within my mind. The confused emotions that cause my heart to swell up with stress is hurting more than the skin pushing glass and filament out of my body.
"Why?"
"Why what?" Hikage asks.
"Why did you come for us?" I fight to hold back my emotions.
"Because I didn't have anyone to yell when you ran away." Hikage snaps.
That was the typical answer I'd expect from her. Although if she didn't care about us, Hikage wouldn't have come with the group. Yet, Shiki and Octavian are here by my side. Two people Gekko and I mercilessly beat a couple weeks ago. All in the name of making the world a better place. Yet, they are here trying to ease my suffering when I did nothing but hurt them.
Hikage hands Shiki the rest of the I.R.E vial. She motions that it is time to drink and presses it to my lips. I take a deep breath and swallow. Liquid with cream like consistency rolls down my throat and kills most of the pain. The bitter aftertaste of heavily processed herbs and refined magic stains my tongue and leaves me wanting to rinse my mouth with mint water.
I look over at Octavian who seems to be happy Gekko and I are alive. "Why are you doing this?"
"I already said that Shiki and I made peace with the past."
"But why!? After everything we did! You can't make peace with something like that!" I shout.
"Well, I just did."
"No!"
"Why not?" Shiki questions.
"Because we're responsible for all this! Hurting you and Octavian, stealing the talilbasha, starting the conflict between Hanzo Academy and Oliveria, beating Asuka, and her classmates! Now Hanzo Academy is nothing but ash, and it's all our fault!" I struggle to breathe in between words and crying.
"You choose to forgive, but we don't deserve it goddamnit! There's no redemption for what we've done!" Gekko pounds her fists into the ground.
"The academy burning down isn't on either of you." Hikage says.
"You don't understand! I wanted it to happen, and now that it has, I realize just how atrocious that was! If I'd just stopped, then maybe this would have never happened!" I reply.
"How are you going to make it right then?" Homura asks.
I wipe my eyes and think about Homura's question. Is there anything we can do? Even with Gekko and I fighting together, we couldn't take Shokudo on. That's not even considering if Fubuki is fighting by his side either. That was the first time he fought with us seriously, and he wasn't even trying. Shokudo could have killed us both, but he would rather toy and tease with his opponent before killing them, and just that fact about him really scares me. Especially if he was beating Gekko to death and forcing me to watch.
Then Fubuki was the one that actually took us in when we ran away from home. Despite her cold personality, she treated us like sisters. A familiar bond that did not last. It was a love that was used against Gekko and I. It's not Fubuki's strength I'm scared of, but the fact I still care about her. The line was crossed when she left me and Gekko to die, but it doesn't make that new rivalry any easier.
"Let me put it to you this way. Do you want to keep this from happening again?" Homura restates her previous question.
"Yes, but I don't know if I can." I mumble.
"And why is that?" Hikage asks.
"You seen what he did to us. We can't…"
"You can!" Shiki interrupts me.
"Hikage? Yuyaki? How do you feel like training Gekko and Senko?" Lawrence asks.
"I'd love to." Hikage answers.
"I'd be honored." Yuyaki adds.
"Ha! I knew Hikage wouldn't pass that opportunity up! A couple training sessions with Hikage and Yuyaki, and you'll bounce that chump." Lawrence cheers. "Anyway, lets get out of here. Gallowglass is preoccupied at the hospital right now, and I prefer those clowns didn't know we were here."
"What's going on at the hospital?" Homura asks.
"That's where the Hanzo girls are right now. I figure with what happened to the academy, Asuka and Alan can't be too far away." Yuyaki states.
"I know a place nearby we can set up. It's not perfect, but it will buy us enough time to reunite with Alan and figure out what the next course of action is." Lawrence says.
Shiki and Gekko help me up to my feet. A ton of pain courses through the veins of my right leg, and I stagger into the wall.
"You going to make it?" Octavian asks.
"I just need a place to lay down for a while." I say.
Shiki and Gekko wrap my arms around their necks and hoist me up. Ryoki and Gehrman return to their kouklas and Octavian puts them back on his belt. Lawrence and Homura lead the way out the back side of Hanzo Academy while Hikage and Octavian watch behind us. The crow that Yuyaki sends out to scout areas remains in the sky. Which means we aren't being followed nor are there any obstacles that lie ahead.
The back part of the academy is still gated. Lawrence finds a suitable place and pries the iron bars apart. Homura squeezes through and keeps watch. Shiki steps through and holds her arms back out. Gekko passes me off to her and slides through. Octavian, Yuyaki and Hikage scale up to the gate's top and vault over.
"Alright! Into the woods we go!" Lawrence cheers as he bends the bars back to the best of his ability. They are slightly misaligned, but it isn't noticeable from a distance.
"Shiki, our newest member! Have you ever been camping?" Lawrence asks.
"Not really."
"First time?"
"Other than the past couple nights. Yes."
"Yeah. I remember my first time camping like it was yesterday. Homura remembers her first time too."
"Shut up." Homura snaps.
"Oh yeah? What happened?"
"DON'T!" Homura angerly stomps her foot.
"Back when Homura was still a silly little first year, she insisted she knew what she was doing when we were running recon. She ended up burning half the damn forest down, and we had every shinobi from the four corners after us. Now back when I first met Alan, he showed me a series of underwater caves in these rivers that had air pockets big enough for two people to fit in. That's where Alan and I would hide loot and lie low back in our rowdy days."
"And I'm guessing you and Homura had to hide in one?" Shiki asks.
"The nearest one was six miles away. Not only that, but we had to spend two whole days in it together. You remember that?"
"I really wish I didn't." Homura sighs.
"What are you talking about? We went into that cave total strangers and came out more than friends!"
"I guess you can say I discovered the true meaning of friendship. Although it was the worst thing I'd ever learned." Homura blushes.
"So did you two just spend the entire time arguing in that cave?" Shiki asks.
"Pretty much. Somehow it was magically my fault even though Homura was the one that started the campfire." Lawrence laughs.
"I asked you how much lighter fluid to use, and you said all of it. That's exactly what I did, and when I lit the tinder, it turned into a fireball." Homura replies.
"Regardless of who you believe, obviously I'm the one telling the truth, we spent two days freezing our asses off and being wet. Very, very wet." Lawrence casts a smile at Homura.
"We'll just stop it right there." Homura tries to hide a genuine smile.
Despite there always being a sense of underlying hostility between them, Lawrence and Homura really do love one another. From the short amount of time Gekko and I have been around them, they keep their love suppressed. Why though?
Up ahead is a series of foothills that blend in with the woods. Hanzo Academy's training ground isn't far from where we are, but it's far enough away nobody will bother looking here for the time being.
"Here we are. You know the drill people. We leave at dawn." Homura states.
Yuyaki and Hikage post up and keep watch while Lawrence and Homura head deeper into the forest to collect stuff to make a fire and our shelters. Shiki and Gekko sit me down at the base of a hill. I lean back and try to relax.
"You going to be okay?" Gekko asks.
"I'd be better if I could help out." I reply.
"Rest kid. You'll need it." Yuyaki answers.
"Gekko? You watch the west. I've got the east and Yuyaki is watching the south." Hikage says.
"Sure thing." Gekko grabs hold of my hand and squeezes, "I promise we'll get through this."
"I won't let there be another Hanzo Academy. This I swear." I say with full confidence.
"We won't Senko." Gekko boldly states...
Ending Song: "Yamiyo Wa Otome o Hana Ni Suru" BGM version by Ruka Kawada