Wednesday, May 19, 2004

part 4 of my story
The leader had not changed facial expression or posture through this, not showing any sign of remorse, still, continuing to smirk insanely. He pulled up his hand and snapped two of his giant fingers, the last two men nodded. They knew what had to be done. They didn't circle or taunt the samurai, instead they both bowed to him. Slowly the samurai mimicked the bows, he noticed that these men had assumed a certain posture. He realised that these were not like the others, their stance gave away their training. He redied himself, he would have to be more careful. Another thing that he noticed was that these men were idential in appearence except form a few scars and physical traits in height. They both had platinum shoulder length hair and the same mad silver eyes, but now they seemed to contain more, perhaps it was a hint of control, or of insanity.
'We are the two brothers 'Gerualich' and we are different from the fools, that you just slew.' The taller of the two spoke his voice, was blunt.
'Thats right, we shall make quick work of you. You are a fool to go up against us.' The seconds, voice was also blunt.
'So fool, do you have a name to put on your grave.'His eyes flashed at the mention of the word grave.
The samurai laughed, startling the two.
'You are not worthy of my name, your insolence, astuonds me. Only my sword Naryusha concerns you.' The words spilled out steady and powerful.
'Fine then you shall die unnamed.'The tall ones voice was shaking with rage.
'ready brother' he shouted.
The two brothers lept forward, their whips raised, sending multiple blows towards the samurai. He deflected them, parrying with his sword. The whips cracked violently leaping at him. One of the tails caught him on his cheek, a line of blood broke through the surface, as a second tail, clashed into his back. The force was unexpected as the samurai staggered, slipping onto his knees. The pain burning, surged in torrents up and down his back. The smaller brother raised his whip, about to strike his face, but the samurai swept up his blade in a flurry. The brothers whip landed on the floor his hand still holding it.
'you crazy bastard, i'll make you pay for that, ill take your hands, instead.'His voice came out brash tinged with a mixture of pain and anger. The brother pulled out his short sword and jabbed, sparadically at The samurai,but again he raised his blade. This time though, the taller brothers whip wrapped around his wrist in a grasp equal to a constricter's. The dagger scraped across the samurai's stomach, the cut was deep but not fatal. The strain on his wrist, forced him to drop Naryusha as it 'clanged' on the ground.
'Now ill make you pay.' The insanity was clear now in the brother's eyes. He lunged at the samurai burrowing the blade, into his soulder. A grin spread wildly, like fire on the brothers faces.
'that will teach y....ahhh' his cocky aasurtion was cut off, in mid-sentence. His throat now opened as wide as his smile, now Nashia's thisrt had been awakened. One hand held the Tanto while the other clutched the bleeding gauge on his shoulder, which was now excreciatingly painful. His face was red, as sweat soaked into the strands of hair that had escaped from the ribbon.
'No, i cant believe it, how could you kill my brother? Fair, be it, i will repay you for his sake.' His voice was steady, except for the small traces of surprise and shock, that resonated out in a higher pitch. The whip was slung loosely over his shoulder, he grabbed the hilt and then, the end and pulled it tight. A few cracks echoed in the air, as he then sent it spiralling down towards the samurai. The end swept through the air and then stopped, as it collide with the ground.

A flurry of leaves was sent spiralling up into, the air circling, as if being carried by a minature tornado.
'now this is your end. 'Airs descent'.' the samurai cried, the sound magnified as if carried by the wind, seemed, to come from the swirling leavestorm. A flash of red and then nothing. The last brother hit the floor with a sickening 'thud'. The samurai had appeared from, thin air, out of a billow of smoke, he descended catching the brother in the face, instantly killing him.

A haughty laugh resumed and the sound of clapping. The samurai glanced up. The leader stood theyr're, his giant hands grasping his Bo-staff. His hulking body moved with the laughter
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