Author: demonwolfkid PM
I only lived to last till "The Final Battle". My final battle was coming. I knew that much. I just had to do what I could for all that I believed in. That was my duty. That is what I was trained to do. I never once thought to argue against that fate.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,256 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 2 - Published: 01-20-12 - id: 7760507
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I swerved my body to the right as a throwing dagger appeared by my shoulder, the plain exhilaration kept me going as I ran.
That's the only thing I could think to describe it as. It wasn't fear, fear had been driven out of me at a young age.
My life. My life means nothing. That is the only truth that I know.
I ran quicker still, aiming for a weak spot in the castles defenses where I would be able to slip through. Sensing rather than seeing the next attack I moved my sword to the side and countered it, the CLANG that rang through the air was my music.
I stuck him in the arm with my blade and slammed the flat surface onto his collar bone forcing him down as I went on to the next man and his partner that had me surrounded.
Yellow eyes stared into my own. My breath hitched as I moved my blade.
I hit the next man in the ribs, knowing that at least one, most likely two or three, of his ribs were now broken. Moving swiftly I kneed him in the injured places and attacked the last one before running again.
I ran. Ran away from those eyes that showed only ferocious anger for disturbing the peace that they knew. For going and doing the unwanted.
The shadows provided me cover as my soft footsteps lead me to the far side of the surrounding wall. Pushing my body into it I managed to open up the secret passageway.
I had to escape. To continue living. Even when everything was against me.
The poison I had used on the Sezan's wouldn't last long. Each of them were trained with poison so that it would not effect them as it would normal people.
The armor I wore did not reflect the scarce amounts of light the still setting sun provided and did not make the metallic clanking noise they would be looking for. The men I had already taken down numbered to half a dozen, I had poisoned roughly two dozen of the men leaving the remaining half a dozen or so guarding the Shin-Oh.
I wasn't stupid enough to attack the queen.
My bow and arrows thudded on my back at a measurable rate as I ran. The sky was darkening as I had predicted and the first few drops of rain fell.
I kept running until there wasn't a time I couldn't hear the droplets on the wood surrounding me and climbed into a tree, carefully avoiding leaving mud on the trunk.
In the bag on my back I retrieved a handful of black berries I squashed and rubbed over my body to save my scent from whatever animals might be able to track me as I rested in the tree, my cloak providing the least bit of comfort available.
When the rain slowed next I jumped down and continued my journey at a more leisurely pace. My confidence wasn't misplaced. The Sezan would have a hay day gathering information on all the different districts and data I had corrupted thanks to his orders. All because of that one death all my hard work was falling apart.
It no longer mattered.
I walked. The golden eyes never left me as I walked. They were cold and hard, unchanging. I didn't do anything to alarm them out of understanding of what would happen should I fight against them.
Darkness surrounded me as I stepped out of the circle they had allowed me to walk in. The darkness was almost suffocating. Almost.
I froze, staying on that delicate line.
The delicate line just between life and death.
I kept walking. They wouldn't be after me, there was no where to hide after all. They were confident. Confident that they would catch me.
I didn't doubt that fact.