bountyhunterbebop
01-26-2004, 02:01 PM
I started this on the other board, but i'm re-posting chapt. 1 cuz I only got 1 reply. chapt 2 will be up in a day or so.
ANIMA SWORD
By Andrew Hodge
Chapter 01: Let the rivalry begin
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An eighteen year old boy looking walked slowly down the dirt road that lye in front of him. He was bearing a sword along his back. He wore a white tee shirt covered by a blue checkered unbuttoned flannel shirt, as well as blue jeans.
The boy walked down the street slowly. He showed much fatigue on his face. His sweat beaded down his head as he approached a market. His eyes grew bigger, and his pace picked up.
He entered the market. The owner of the market heard the boy enter, so he went up front to see who it was. When the owner got up front, he saw the boy, young in age, flooding his pouch with apples and oranges and g***** and all kinds of other fruits.
"Hey you, what the hell do you think your doing?" asked the man. He whistled.
A group of security guards hurried to the scene. The boy sealed up his pouch. As he turned to face the owner and his chronies, he pulled the sword from its sleeve along his back. He rested it on his shoulder until all of the security guards arrived.
"Its show time," said the boy. He picked the sword up from his shoulder and leaped ferociously into the air.
He came down and swiped the sword. The owners wig was knocked off of his head. "Why I ought of!" said the owner.
"Get him," demanded the store owner. The guards ran for him. The boy swiped the sword at two of the guards' legs running side by side. This made the guards' do a front flip into the rack of banana's. Both of their heads hit each other in mid-air as they both went crashing to the floor.
One more guard remained. He stared down the boy as the store owner searched the floor for his wig. The guard pulled out a gun. He went to <pojo ownz><pojo ownz><pojo ownz><pojo ownz> it. The boy swung the sword and knocked the gun out of the mans' hand. It also removed one of the fingers on the mans' hand: his ring finger.
"Ahh, you little maggot. You cut off my…" the man couldn't finish. The side of the sword hit him in the head, not stabbing him, but knocking him to his knees. The man began to mumble.
"Ahh, who are you?" he asked. The boy began to walk out of the store. "Come back here kid," said the guard.
The boy turned. "I am Kamui Shinobi. That's all you need to know," said the boy. The man sat on his knees confused at how a young man had taken them(security guards) down.
"Don't worry little man, we'll meet again, I guarantee it," said the guard. He slowly got to his feet. He looked to the other two guards. They were moving very slowly.
"Get the hell up!" yelled the guard already standing. The other two scrambled to get to their feet. The owner of the store stood staring at the remaining stock. "All of that fruit gone," said the man. Then he sighed and walked to the back.
Kamui walked down the dirt road eating an orange. "Man, this is good stuff," he said to himself. He stuffed another orange slice in his mouth. He juice began to run down his chin, but he stuck his tongue out of his mouth and licked it all up.
Without knowing it, Kamui entered a forest. The light didn't change dramatically, so with his face in his bag of fruits there was no way for him to know. He continued to walk deeper and deeper into the forest.
"Well, that finishes my fruit intake for the day. Now, where are we?" Kamui wondered as he wiped the extra orange juice that he could not tongue back into his mouth with his hand. He came to a halt. "Man, I wondered off this far?" he asked himself.
"A little too far if you ask me," said a voice. Kamui jumped. He pulled the sword from the sleeve it rested in along his back. He was ready for any opposition.
The man saying the words jumped out of a long, thick tree branch and landed on the ground. "Who do you think you are entering my forest at will maggot?" asked the man. He stood a good six and a half feet tall, compared to the six-foot even height of Kamui.
"What is it with everyone calling me maggot today?" asked Kamui with a laugh to follow.
The man whipped out a sword from on his back. He stuck the point of the sword to Kamui's throat. Kamui backed off a little bit, but other than that stood his ground with the heavy steel pointed to him.
"This is not the time for joking. If you want to joke, you will die quickly. If you take this seriously, you will be a worthy foe, but will die just like the rest," said the man. He let out a hard laugh.
"Who are you to be so <pojo ownz><pojo ownz><pojo ownz><pojo ownz>y and sure?" asked Kamui. Now he had a look of solid seriousness. Nothing could break this.
"My name is Tomoi. I am a spirit fighter." Kamui nodded in acceptance. "Well, now that I know your name, tell me your business with me, if you have any," said Kamui.
Tomoi began to laugh. "Is it really that funny?" Kamui questioned.
"You really think you will get any information out of me?" Tomoi questioned with much laughter.
A little grin came to Kamui's face. He picked up his sword. "If you expect to live." At that instant Kamui's body launched into the air, sword up over his head. On his way down, he brought the sword slashing down in Tomoi's direction.
His sword met Tomoi's sword as he came down to the ground. "Its nice to know that I'm going against a weapon that I have mastered during my lifetime," Kamui spoke.
He pushed Tomoi's sword away with his sword, and brought it back slashing down at Tomoi. Tomoi ducked and rolled to be located behind Kamui. He then attempted to stab Kamui. Kamui sensed this attempt. His body then went hurling in the air, doing a back flip. His body landed behind Tomoi. Tomoi was prepared to turn until Kamui put the side of his sword to Tomoi's neck.
"Well, would you currently be prepared to share your business with me?" asked Kamui. "Yes, I surrender," Tomoi spoke.
Kamui did not know whether to believe him or not. Tomoi dropped his sword to the ground, getting Kamui to buy the surrender. Kamui pulled his sword from over Tomoi's head and let him stand. Tomoi turned and let out an evil laugh.
Kamui knew he had been duped. Tomoi kicked at Kamui's hand. The sword went flying high into the air. Tomoi and Kamui both leaped to get the sword. Their eyes met as they both leaped for the sword. They both were determined to defeat the other. They both had the thirst for victory, and killing in necessary.
In the end, Tomoi's longer arm reach awarded him current possession of the sword. They both flowed back down to the ground, falling away from each other as they fell, as if they were repelling each other.
"Well, here's your precious sword. How does it feel to know that you will die at the hands of your own steel?" Tomoi asked laughingly. Kamui began to laugh. Tomoi stopped laughing. The look on his face grew serious. He looked down to his hand. It felt as if his hand was on fire. The sword was glowing in his hand. Tomoi tried his hardest to keep a hold on his sword, but the heat was unbearable. He released his grip on the sword, and it flew into Kamui's grip.
Once the sword came into Kamui's grip, a blue aura formed around his body. He slowly began to walk to Tomoi who was sitting on one knee. "Tomoi; the 'invincible' Tomoi. Look at you now," Kamui spoke. Tomoi stood in anger. "I'm not gonna let this punk talk to me like that," Tomoi thought to himself. He began to charge at Kamui. Kamui looked surprised.
"How much common sense does this guy lack?" Kamui thought to himself. A swift swing of his sword aimed at Tomoi's legs flipped Tomoi into mid-air. Tomoi soon came crashing down to the ground.
Tomoi landed on his back, knocking the breath out of him momentarily. In that moment, Kamui walked over to him. As he regained his breath and sight, he saw that Kamui was hovering over him holding a sword to his throat.
"Ready to share your business now buddy?" asked Kamui. Tomoi lay silent on the ground. "Share or die, your choice," said Kamui. Tomoi sighed.
"OK. I was not sent here by anyone, but I was in a way challenged," told Tomoi. Kamui had a look of confusion on his face. "Go on."
"Well, Emperor Tomohito gathered all of the civilians of Sonai at his castle and told them of a new bounty. This bounty is so extraordinary that not even the weakest of the children of the village could resist," Tomoi continued. "This bounty was placed on your head, and I simply chased this bounty," spoke Tomoi.
Kamui looked amazed. "My head? The emperor doesn't even know who I am!" declared Kamui angrily.
"This may be true, but his father knew your father. He told me a story, me because I am the strongest warrior of the village, about the way your fathers had feuded in the past. Then, he told me of how your father had killed his father in a long gruesome battle," Tomoi spoke.
"So I have a bounty because of my fathers good judgment?" asked Kamui. Tomoi grew angry.
"How dare you speak of the elder emperor that way!" he declared. Kamui eased the sword closer to Tomoi's throat. Tomoi choked his words.
"My father killed him for the good of the village. He was killing people at will, and for no reason. He used weak villages on the outskirts of ours as simulated war grounds. He sent our villages troops in and they wiped out the civilians just for practice," a tear came to Kamui's eye as he pulled the sword from Tomoi's throat.
"Tell the emperor that I am prepared to take on any challenge he sends my way," spoke Kamui. He turned and walked away.
Tomoi sat up, happy to be alive. "You may have won this round, Kamui Shinobi, but this is just a battle in the war between you and I. We will meet again, and I will pummel you until there is no life remaining in you," Tomoi thought to himself.
Kamui was deep in thought as he walked away from the battle sight. "A bounty on my head? I am the most wanted man of the village, and yet I feel no fear. I feel great. That jolt of energy that the sword gave me has me feeling like I can do anything I that I please. There is something mysterious about this sword, and I feel that I will soon discover that mystery" thought Kamui to himself, staring at the sword. He pulled his head from the sword, and continued on.
ANIMA SWORD
By Andrew Hodge
Chapter 01: Let the rivalry begin
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An eighteen year old boy looking walked slowly down the dirt road that lye in front of him. He was bearing a sword along his back. He wore a white tee shirt covered by a blue checkered unbuttoned flannel shirt, as well as blue jeans.
The boy walked down the street slowly. He showed much fatigue on his face. His sweat beaded down his head as he approached a market. His eyes grew bigger, and his pace picked up.
He entered the market. The owner of the market heard the boy enter, so he went up front to see who it was. When the owner got up front, he saw the boy, young in age, flooding his pouch with apples and oranges and g***** and all kinds of other fruits.
"Hey you, what the hell do you think your doing?" asked the man. He whistled.
A group of security guards hurried to the scene. The boy sealed up his pouch. As he turned to face the owner and his chronies, he pulled the sword from its sleeve along his back. He rested it on his shoulder until all of the security guards arrived.
"Its show time," said the boy. He picked the sword up from his shoulder and leaped ferociously into the air.
He came down and swiped the sword. The owners wig was knocked off of his head. "Why I ought of!" said the owner.
"Get him," demanded the store owner. The guards ran for him. The boy swiped the sword at two of the guards' legs running side by side. This made the guards' do a front flip into the rack of banana's. Both of their heads hit each other in mid-air as they both went crashing to the floor.
One more guard remained. He stared down the boy as the store owner searched the floor for his wig. The guard pulled out a gun. He went to <pojo ownz><pojo ownz><pojo ownz><pojo ownz> it. The boy swung the sword and knocked the gun out of the mans' hand. It also removed one of the fingers on the mans' hand: his ring finger.
"Ahh, you little maggot. You cut off my…" the man couldn't finish. The side of the sword hit him in the head, not stabbing him, but knocking him to his knees. The man began to mumble.
"Ahh, who are you?" he asked. The boy began to walk out of the store. "Come back here kid," said the guard.
The boy turned. "I am Kamui Shinobi. That's all you need to know," said the boy. The man sat on his knees confused at how a young man had taken them(security guards) down.
"Don't worry little man, we'll meet again, I guarantee it," said the guard. He slowly got to his feet. He looked to the other two guards. They were moving very slowly.
"Get the hell up!" yelled the guard already standing. The other two scrambled to get to their feet. The owner of the store stood staring at the remaining stock. "All of that fruit gone," said the man. Then he sighed and walked to the back.
Kamui walked down the dirt road eating an orange. "Man, this is good stuff," he said to himself. He stuffed another orange slice in his mouth. He juice began to run down his chin, but he stuck his tongue out of his mouth and licked it all up.
Without knowing it, Kamui entered a forest. The light didn't change dramatically, so with his face in his bag of fruits there was no way for him to know. He continued to walk deeper and deeper into the forest.
"Well, that finishes my fruit intake for the day. Now, where are we?" Kamui wondered as he wiped the extra orange juice that he could not tongue back into his mouth with his hand. He came to a halt. "Man, I wondered off this far?" he asked himself.
"A little too far if you ask me," said a voice. Kamui jumped. He pulled the sword from the sleeve it rested in along his back. He was ready for any opposition.
The man saying the words jumped out of a long, thick tree branch and landed on the ground. "Who do you think you are entering my forest at will maggot?" asked the man. He stood a good six and a half feet tall, compared to the six-foot even height of Kamui.
"What is it with everyone calling me maggot today?" asked Kamui with a laugh to follow.
The man whipped out a sword from on his back. He stuck the point of the sword to Kamui's throat. Kamui backed off a little bit, but other than that stood his ground with the heavy steel pointed to him.
"This is not the time for joking. If you want to joke, you will die quickly. If you take this seriously, you will be a worthy foe, but will die just like the rest," said the man. He let out a hard laugh.
"Who are you to be so <pojo ownz><pojo ownz><pojo ownz><pojo ownz>y and sure?" asked Kamui. Now he had a look of solid seriousness. Nothing could break this.
"My name is Tomoi. I am a spirit fighter." Kamui nodded in acceptance. "Well, now that I know your name, tell me your business with me, if you have any," said Kamui.
Tomoi began to laugh. "Is it really that funny?" Kamui questioned.
"You really think you will get any information out of me?" Tomoi questioned with much laughter.
A little grin came to Kamui's face. He picked up his sword. "If you expect to live." At that instant Kamui's body launched into the air, sword up over his head. On his way down, he brought the sword slashing down in Tomoi's direction.
His sword met Tomoi's sword as he came down to the ground. "Its nice to know that I'm going against a weapon that I have mastered during my lifetime," Kamui spoke.
He pushed Tomoi's sword away with his sword, and brought it back slashing down at Tomoi. Tomoi ducked and rolled to be located behind Kamui. He then attempted to stab Kamui. Kamui sensed this attempt. His body then went hurling in the air, doing a back flip. His body landed behind Tomoi. Tomoi was prepared to turn until Kamui put the side of his sword to Tomoi's neck.
"Well, would you currently be prepared to share your business with me?" asked Kamui. "Yes, I surrender," Tomoi spoke.
Kamui did not know whether to believe him or not. Tomoi dropped his sword to the ground, getting Kamui to buy the surrender. Kamui pulled his sword from over Tomoi's head and let him stand. Tomoi turned and let out an evil laugh.
Kamui knew he had been duped. Tomoi kicked at Kamui's hand. The sword went flying high into the air. Tomoi and Kamui both leaped to get the sword. Their eyes met as they both leaped for the sword. They both were determined to defeat the other. They both had the thirst for victory, and killing in necessary.
In the end, Tomoi's longer arm reach awarded him current possession of the sword. They both flowed back down to the ground, falling away from each other as they fell, as if they were repelling each other.
"Well, here's your precious sword. How does it feel to know that you will die at the hands of your own steel?" Tomoi asked laughingly. Kamui began to laugh. Tomoi stopped laughing. The look on his face grew serious. He looked down to his hand. It felt as if his hand was on fire. The sword was glowing in his hand. Tomoi tried his hardest to keep a hold on his sword, but the heat was unbearable. He released his grip on the sword, and it flew into Kamui's grip.
Once the sword came into Kamui's grip, a blue aura formed around his body. He slowly began to walk to Tomoi who was sitting on one knee. "Tomoi; the 'invincible' Tomoi. Look at you now," Kamui spoke. Tomoi stood in anger. "I'm not gonna let this punk talk to me like that," Tomoi thought to himself. He began to charge at Kamui. Kamui looked surprised.
"How much common sense does this guy lack?" Kamui thought to himself. A swift swing of his sword aimed at Tomoi's legs flipped Tomoi into mid-air. Tomoi soon came crashing down to the ground.
Tomoi landed on his back, knocking the breath out of him momentarily. In that moment, Kamui walked over to him. As he regained his breath and sight, he saw that Kamui was hovering over him holding a sword to his throat.
"Ready to share your business now buddy?" asked Kamui. Tomoi lay silent on the ground. "Share or die, your choice," said Kamui. Tomoi sighed.
"OK. I was not sent here by anyone, but I was in a way challenged," told Tomoi. Kamui had a look of confusion on his face. "Go on."
"Well, Emperor Tomohito gathered all of the civilians of Sonai at his castle and told them of a new bounty. This bounty is so extraordinary that not even the weakest of the children of the village could resist," Tomoi continued. "This bounty was placed on your head, and I simply chased this bounty," spoke Tomoi.
Kamui looked amazed. "My head? The emperor doesn't even know who I am!" declared Kamui angrily.
"This may be true, but his father knew your father. He told me a story, me because I am the strongest warrior of the village, about the way your fathers had feuded in the past. Then, he told me of how your father had killed his father in a long gruesome battle," Tomoi spoke.
"So I have a bounty because of my fathers good judgment?" asked Kamui. Tomoi grew angry.
"How dare you speak of the elder emperor that way!" he declared. Kamui eased the sword closer to Tomoi's throat. Tomoi choked his words.
"My father killed him for the good of the village. He was killing people at will, and for no reason. He used weak villages on the outskirts of ours as simulated war grounds. He sent our villages troops in and they wiped out the civilians just for practice," a tear came to Kamui's eye as he pulled the sword from Tomoi's throat.
"Tell the emperor that I am prepared to take on any challenge he sends my way," spoke Kamui. He turned and walked away.
Tomoi sat up, happy to be alive. "You may have won this round, Kamui Shinobi, but this is just a battle in the war between you and I. We will meet again, and I will pummel you until there is no life remaining in you," Tomoi thought to himself.
Kamui was deep in thought as he walked away from the battle sight. "A bounty on my head? I am the most wanted man of the village, and yet I feel no fear. I feel great. That jolt of energy that the sword gave me has me feeling like I can do anything I that I please. There is something mysterious about this sword, and I feel that I will soon discover that mystery" thought Kamui to himself, staring at the sword. He pulled his head from the sword, and continued on.