Tuesday, 8 November 2011

The Outcast Samurai

'Hey samurai, those swords look pretty good. Mind if i borrow them them?'
I didn't stop. This was the last thing I wanted.
' I said I'm going to borrow them' shouted the bulky bandit as he withdrew his sword and slashed at Chris. Chris, out of the corner of his eye saw the sword charging at his neck. In lightning speed Chris made three perfectly executed moves and appeared benind the attaker.
'Is that all you you've got?' laughed the bandit but then smirk got wiped of his face when his he
adband, belt and trousers suddenly dropped to the ground.
'You MONSTER!' cried the bandit as he ran of in fear.

Chris sighed heavily, he knew this would happen. Most of the villagers knew who he was, that's why they stayed clear but the bandits who lived in the mountains didn't. It wasn't his problem that his father was a powerful swordsman who died in battle nor was it his fault that he was just as skilled as him. His father was commited the crime of being a traitor and this was why everyone hated him. But he need not think about this, for at last he is hear, the great Shinso exams.

The place to test his swordsman skills and by winning, bring back the honour to his family. This is what he had been waiting for. This will show the result of rigirous training and the honing of his swordsmanship for years. But now that he was hear, he was nervous. Warriors from all around the world participated in this exam. Just then a man walked past him and chills went down his spine. The man emitted a very terrifying aura that scared the life out him. With people like this man can he really do it? Can he really win? because after that Chris instantly knew that this was not going to be easy.     

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