The Kitsune: Part 8When my strength returned I set upon my mission to find Luk, but I was cautious. The events which occurred in the Shiaki household acted as a reminder to me to never allow him to set up conditions how he wanted them again. He was larger, stronger and with natural abilities which far surpassed my own. I would have to use all of my wits available to me to defeat him. I wanted nothing more than to walk back through the doors of the Assassin's Guild headquarters with Luk's head in my hands, their loose cannon silenced, my enemy slain.
To achieve this goal I would have to prepare myself, to arm myself enough to withstand any obstacle he could possibly use against me. Mostly it was his size that I had to contend with, those long bone blades made him deadly in close combat so what attack I would mount against him would have to be from a distance. For this reason I purchased arrows, enough to kill a creature twice his size and power. His ability to heal worried me, but all I could do was pray
VilliamThe Fallen Princess was busy, bustling and dirty. There was a certain merriment in the air which you could only find half way through the drinking hours of a Friday night; the time between soberness and drunken stupidity. Amongst the crowds and groups of friends a man sat alone upon a wooden barstool, staring deeply into the sparkling, golden liquid in the tankard in front of him. He was miserable and the other patrons of The Fallen Princess could sense it, deciding to avoid him at what ever cost. The air of a man on the edge, the edge of what, he had not decided yet.
Villiam finished off his drink. With all his reflective staring it was starting to get warm, even though part of him prayed that the bitter, golden liquid would swallow him up never to be seen again, it never happened. That morning he had been released from prison. A lucky break organised by a sympathetic young deputy named Tom. He would have been dead by now if it was not for him. "Bartender another drink," he held up hi
Kitsune: Part 7It was then it happened, the decent into what can only be described as madness. The sight of that screaming family, the breaking of my one rule and that shattering blow to the head proved a little more than what my mind could handle. The details of what had happened between that house and my arrival at the Assassin's Guild head quarters remained a mystery to me; at least I think it was the Assassin's head quarters. The mild coma which I found myself in was unstable, preventing me from recognising the reality around me from the dream world beneath my eyelids and what a nightmarish world it was. Amongst the mist and dark labyrinths there was mirrors, many of which were shattered. A voice called to me to reach out, too touch my own broken reflection, to reach for the fine black lines which stained the palm of my hand red with blood when I caressed them.
Then the madness of the mirrors would part to show a near familiar room with semi-familiar people with concerned faces. Unlike the mirror
The Kitsune: Part 6As I expected my new partnership with Luk was difficult; his constant presence meant that what little free lance work that I had booked before his arrival had to be cancelled. This forced me back into the dreaded workless boredom that I had experienced before, with nothing to do but train to ensure that I did'nt fall out of practice. Luk had been quiet since I defeated him weeks before. I did not allow his defeated silence and instant avoidance of me to draw me into a false sense of security. I knew that he was waiting, buying his time until he could attempt to best me. The thought of another attack from Luk worried me a little, his healing abilities would make defeating him difficult to say the least, but I had some advantages on my side, he was big, slow and charged head on into an attack without considering his opponents abilities. Those strategy flaws may be my only chance of survival if it ever came to a confrontation. If you opponent is bigger, rely on your cunning and speed.
The Kitsune: Part 5"I'm not working with you," I said to Luk the moment Master Kinso left us. I tried to keep my voice low as we walked through the temple. Luk continued to follow me; it was obvious that he was not going to disobey Kinso's orders.
"You have no choice in that matter Kitsune. If you refuse to work with me I shall report you and we both know that you don't want that to happen, especially after you killed those people," he smirked. I wanted to slice that smile off his face but I repressed the urge, for now.
"What are you talking about?" I stopped walking to look at him, still keeping up my act of innocence. There was no way that I was letting myself be killed by the Guild; if anyone had to die it was him. It was nothing personal; I would just prefer his death to my own. "I did not murder those people."
"Well I know that I didn't do it, and that leaves only you," Luk said. I walked away; it was the only option that I could take at the moment, considering that I was in public. Every cell in my