"Bother, nooo!!!!"
The innocence of the day was blasted away as a young boy watch in horror as his bother fell on his back. The cruel, viscous slash clearly visible across the fallen Jonin. Kotetsu narrow blue eyes grew huge as his bothers' halberd clattered to the ground a few feet from him. "How could this have happened."
The graceful build of the figure standing over the bloody wreck at his feet was completely enclosed in shadow by the evening sun at his back. All, that is, for wicked smile on his face. The boy could feel the eyes of his newly crowned arch-enemy boring through him.
Blood boiling, hate searing his flesh, the boy vaulted toward this man with a speed he didn't know he had. But the closer he got, the farther his enemy became. Faster he ran, faster and faster, but it was no use. "No, I won't let him get away!"
"Noooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!"
Kotetsu Gekkou woke with a start. Cold sweat beaded off his short broad-shouldered build. He ran his hand though his very short, curly red hair. Another troubled night. Pulling himself out of bed, Kotetsu began his day. Another day in the village hidden in the Mist.
Kotetsu slipped into his dignified green outfit with its weird collar. Just before stepping outside, he stopped and turned. He bowed his head to the halberd mounted on his wall. His bothers large halberd was shaped like a talon with a sawtooth back side. Its ivory handle shaped like a angel. The symbols of all it's wielders were inlaid in its polished blade. Magnificent...Someday bother, I will wield this blade just as you did, and our father before you.
With his morning ritual complete, Kotetsu pick up his training halberd and made his way to the coast. As he recalled, today he would learn a new jitsu today. That is, if he had any way to complete the jitsu at the end of day. His village wasn't nicknamed "The Village of Bloddy Mist" for nothing.
The innocence of the day was blasted away as a young boy watch in horror as his bother fell on his back. The cruel, viscous slash clearly visible across the fallen Jonin. Kotetsu narrow blue eyes grew huge as his bothers' halberd clattered to the ground a few feet from him. "How could this have happened."
The graceful build of the figure standing over the bloody wreck at his feet was completely enclosed in shadow by the evening sun at his back. All, that is, for wicked smile on his face. The boy could feel the eyes of his newly crowned arch-enemy boring through him.
Blood boiling, hate searing his flesh, the boy vaulted toward this man with a speed he didn't know he had. But the closer he got, the farther his enemy became. Faster he ran, faster and faster, but it was no use. "No, I won't let him get away!"
"Noooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!"
Kotetsu Gekkou woke with a start. Cold sweat beaded off his short broad-shouldered build. He ran his hand though his very short, curly red hair. Another troubled night. Pulling himself out of bed, Kotetsu began his day. Another day in the village hidden in the Mist.
Kotetsu slipped into his dignified green outfit with its weird collar. Just before stepping outside, he stopped and turned. He bowed his head to the halberd mounted on his wall. His bothers large halberd was shaped like a talon with a sawtooth back side. Its ivory handle shaped like a angel. The symbols of all it's wielders were inlaid in its polished blade. Magnificent...Someday bother, I will wield this blade just as you did, and our father before you.
With his morning ritual complete, Kotetsu pick up his training halberd and made his way to the coast. As he recalled, today he would learn a new jitsu today. That is, if he had any way to complete the jitsu at the end of day. His village wasn't nicknamed "The Village of Bloddy Mist" for nothing.
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