• The snow fell but it had not covered up the event of last night, for the blood itself was covered in crimson blood the bodies still lay there lifeless. There were signs of a fight, but the murderer knew they had stood no chance of survival. Several lay dead with there katanas separated from the wielder. It was this day the people once more feared hitoriki batosai (The man slayer)

    What was it the hitoriki looked for in a victim. Perhaps he was just looking for a fight. Or to once more feel pain. Several legends depict this hitoriki making a deal with the devil in turn for perfect swordsmanship and excellent athletic ability. However these are false. The hitoriki was a fourteen year old stuck in the middle of Japans civil war he lived to serve his shogun and he would do anything for him.

    After the shoguns were overthrown this young man was lost in a new world where technology became more and more needed. However he was taught to do one thing. To take lives and thats what he does.

    It had became night time. There stood several elite guards protecting some important ambassador to some new law that forbids the carrying of swords. Normally this would be a political hit, more of a reason for our little hitoriki to kill some one. The guards paced nervously, they had all heard the stories of the hitoriki and his unforgiving nature. Hitoriki smiled he saw three of his allies in what was 'his' clan.

    How wonderful yuzuki, zezema, and raden are all here to protect what they fought so hard against. They to shall die for the ignorance. Hmmm I remember just sitting there and learning with them. Oh how things have changed just to show my commitment towards my fallen leader I will kill the impure like these scum.

    The Hitoriki hopped down from the roof he was kneeling on and walked toward the group of guards. He smiled, he know that his former allies were out of shape. He drew his sword.

    "good evening yuzuki, zezema, and raden" said the hitoriki

    The five guards looked in disbelief as the pale hooded figure walked quickly towards them.

    "No hello yuzuki?" asked the hitoriki "No ******** hello? I risked my life for you so many times during the civil war and you dont even greet me. Welcome to the new world order. However I see you still wear your pendant of our clan. Your sick you have no honor and I wish I would have realized this earlier."

    Yuzuki stood still not knowing what to say. He finally moved and realized it was time to draw his sword. He slowly pulled the sword from his sheath smiled and started charging towards.

    "Damn't Himura I thought you died back in the fire" said yuzuki as he and the other guards charged towards him with their swords out ready to attack at any given moment.

    Himura was now surrounded in a pentagram formation the only escape was up and he smiled. "Good to see you three still implement the clans strategy into your combat however it means nothing how well you can put up an offensive formation. Himura lunged towards one of the guards and stabbed his face and without anyone even blinking the first guard was down.

    "It seems the not only employ the Takame elites but worthless tools also."

    The battle was once more still Himura lunged again. And the second guard was struck down. It was now only Himura and his three former clan mates.