Post by colin on Nov 27, 2007 0:38:47 GMT -5
It was noon, Hitori having just finished his classes for the day, he wanted to unwind, and, relax after working so hard that day.
He stood in front of the great Willow, looking at it made him think about the old tree at his old home...before she literally tore it apart...
Hitori sighed, wondering why he of all the people there had to survive, and, be alone...possibly forever...
"Tch...why me, anyway?"He had a disgusted look on his face, still remembering how his Mother was carried away into the sky, bathed in a purple light that, as he soon found out, was a spell used by an old Witch that went by the name Hazel, known for capturing people of different species for experiments.
"I...guess I got a bit carried away thinking about getting up a small army.How could I possibly think that anyone would be willing to help me?"
He stopped for a moment, and, remembered his training.The main reason he was out there.
He took off his shirt, revealing a turqoise top with an ancient red mark, and, then, he slipped off his pants to reveal Turqoise Samurai pants.
He seemed to have made some modifications to an ancient Samurai outfit, making it sleeveless, and, ripping part of it open to expose his stomach.
He grabbed a sword out of a case that was at his side, and, started training with it.
He swung it around like an expert, almost as though he had been practicing with it for years, endlessly.
He looked, and, saw a small leaf falling from the Willow, and, he cut it in half easily, almost as though he could see it without fail.
He watched the cut in half leaf land on the ground, and, he picked up the pieces, then threw them over his shoulder.
"I just can't see it..."He walked over to the Willow, and, sat down, leaning against it, with a confused look on his face.
"I just can't see why that witch only took my parents...was it because they were the strongest...?"
He was tired from training, and, still didn't feel any better.After all, he had traveled a long way, gone to a new school where everyone stared at him, and, his mind had been filled with thoughts about his past making it a little hard for him to concentrate on his work...
He leaned his head agains the tree, and, held his sword close by as he stared at the clouds thinking if he really could get his revenge soon...
He stood in front of the great Willow, looking at it made him think about the old tree at his old home...before she literally tore it apart...
Hitori sighed, wondering why he of all the people there had to survive, and, be alone...possibly forever...
"Tch...why me, anyway?"He had a disgusted look on his face, still remembering how his Mother was carried away into the sky, bathed in a purple light that, as he soon found out, was a spell used by an old Witch that went by the name Hazel, known for capturing people of different species for experiments.
"I...guess I got a bit carried away thinking about getting up a small army.How could I possibly think that anyone would be willing to help me?"
He stopped for a moment, and, remembered his training.The main reason he was out there.
He took off his shirt, revealing a turqoise top with an ancient red mark, and, then, he slipped off his pants to reveal Turqoise Samurai pants.
He seemed to have made some modifications to an ancient Samurai outfit, making it sleeveless, and, ripping part of it open to expose his stomach.
He grabbed a sword out of a case that was at his side, and, started training with it.
He swung it around like an expert, almost as though he had been practicing with it for years, endlessly.
He looked, and, saw a small leaf falling from the Willow, and, he cut it in half easily, almost as though he could see it without fail.
He watched the cut in half leaf land on the ground, and, he picked up the pieces, then threw them over his shoulder.
"I just can't see it..."He walked over to the Willow, and, sat down, leaning against it, with a confused look on his face.
"I just can't see why that witch only took my parents...was it because they were the strongest...?"
He was tired from training, and, still didn't feel any better.After all, he had traveled a long way, gone to a new school where everyone stared at him, and, his mind had been filled with thoughts about his past making it a little hard for him to concentrate on his work...
He leaned his head agains the tree, and, held his sword close by as he stared at the clouds thinking if he really could get his revenge soon...