Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ The Fourteenth Master ❯ Great ( Chapter 1 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

The Fourteenth Master

Ch. 1

Great


a/n: Here we go.

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In this, the Fourteenth master is the weaker.
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The moon sneaks behind the clouds blanketing the ground in darkness. The misty
rain continues to fall as a flash in the sky flees.
Moments later a distant rumble sounds and afterward there is silence. A hazy moon
again appears tossing light unto the world, causing shadows to dance.
In the light, moon-silver stands out. This milky shine darts forward and a small sound
is heard. A body falls and a low moan cleaves more through the silence.
Footsteps sound and shadows encircle the bloodied silver.
"You the shogunate fools?"
The shadows dance with the light.
Slowly, one-by-one, the shadows stop moving and bodies disturb the leaves on the
ground.
One shadow remains to confront the light and again the moon hides.
When the moon comes again into view the shadow is gone and the blackened silver
stands alone. In a swift division of the air, the light again shines.
In a lightning flash can be seen the eyes.
The violet eyes shut and in another flash the eyes are gone. The rain falls on bloodstained
earth.
Words are whipped about in the wind,
"You... were the shogunate fools."

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A touch of silver shines in the moonlight and takes a ghostly appearance in the rain.
A score of shadows move in to engulf the ghost-light.
So swiftly does the light strike a glowing ring remains in the air. Most of the shadows
dissapear and are soon joined by more in the fade-away.
Another crowd of shadows attack the light, charging it in waves, each being quickly cut
down.
Three shadows remain.
One ghost, unmoving.
The shadows charge as lightning illuminates the world.
The final shadow's scream is muffled by thunder.
Another flash reveals the milky hair of the ghost-bearer. The fighter is motionless.
The words of a supposed dead shadow are heard,
"Why... are you not... Bat... tousai...?"
The ghost plunges into the shadow, causing a horrible, terrifying, earth-shattering scream
to echo on the rocks.
"The bastards... they don't care for the best. Just the best looking."
A flash reveals a large scar on the right cheek of the ghost-bearer. As he runs away, a
strand of his milk-white hair drops with his falling blood, soon picked up by the wind.
The moon hides again from the fallen soldiers.
~To be Continued~

a/n: whadda ya think? btw- there is one original character... ((well duh...)) hey! don't talk like that to
me!!