The world is spinning, or is it that I'm spinning?

I don't know anymore, my consciousness is slowly fading away.

Why was I even here?

The world came to an abrupt stop, I yelled out in pain as I hit something hard.

It is cold, wherever I am, it is cold. This feeling, shivering, all alone. Where have I experienced that before?

Ah how I miss that warmth, the warmth found only in my mother's embrace. It's been years since I last felt that warmth.

This cold, sapping away at my strength and heat, it's the same as that time, I can still faintly remember her body growing cold. Just like right now.

I grit my teeth and push myself up, I can't end up like that. This life that my parents gave me, this life that my parents saved, this life has to live on.

I stood up unsteadily and hugged myself. It's cold, really cold. But of course, cause I'm in a forest deep in the mountains.

How did I get here again? My eyes wandered around, nothing but white, brown and a light shade of green. My eyes were captured by movement, a rabbit, fur so white it looked like a moving fluff.

That's right, I was chasing a rabbit. I wanted to capture it, so much that it had led me away from the group.

I lived in a village deep in these mountains. It's not a big village, nor is it small. It is nothing out of the ordinary, yet it is special to me.

I was too young to be hunting, I'm only 10 years old, that was what they all told me, but I didn't listen. I stubbornly forced myself into the group and they had no choice but to take me along. Over and over, they told me to be sure not to get separated, but I didn't listen, I chased after that rabbit and ended tripping, rolling down a hill.

I looked up at the sky's, the forest wasn't thick enough to block my vision from the sky, I could see dark clouds rolling in. Everyone said that the weather in the mountains can change quickly, the wind was also picking up.

I felt tears building up.

"W-what do I do? I'm s-s-s-sc-ared." I whispered to myself. It's cold, so cold.

I began wandering. My body was shaking, maybe it was from the cold, or despair, I couldn't tell. After 10 minutes, I snapped out of my trance.

Why didn't I yell back there? Maybe they would've heard me.

I felt so weak, so stupid, and so dead. So dead huh?

I began laughing a bit.

What a great way to die, freezing to death in the middle of nowhere, accomplishing nothing, with no purpose.

I am young, I still don't understand a lot of things, when I'm happy I laugh, when I am said I cry, when I'm angry I blow up.

My emotions control me.

All this despair, this chill, it pisses me off.

"WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?!" What a horrible 10 years, I wanted revenge, revenge on life and fate.

Maybe that's why she responded to me.

I felt a pull in my chest. No other way to describe it, it was like there was a magnet inside my heart and I began moving on my own towards whatever was attracting me.

I had no idea where I was going, this was the first time I've been more than 10 feet away from the village. But if I was going to die anyways, might as well follow whatever is leading me.

How long I walked no longer mattered, all that mattered is where it brought me.

An edge of a cliff.

I giggled, then began laughing, then crying.

It seems like the spirit or devil or my guts or whatever that was leading me wants me to die huh?

It's so ironic.

The light at the end of the tunnel, I followed that light, it led me to a pit of darkness.

I turned around and leaned back.

The air flowed past me and the edge began moving away.

What should I say when I see them again? Thank you? Sorry? Or maybe I will never see them again.

I'll never know. My body hit the ground.

It was surprisingly soft, the ground that is. I pushed myself up again and looked around.

I had fallen 30 feet or so onto a pile of snow. It was a ledge right under the cliff. There are two ways I can go, behind me, the cliff.

Or in front of me, a cave.

After all that despair, I was more than ready to head backwards, but for some reason, I couldn't bring myself to.

Something saved me again.

The third time my life was saved. I didn't believe that a ledge would be so conveniently placed right below where I jumped, if I had moved 10 feet to the left or right I would've plunged to my death.

Something protected me again.

I forced myself up and began walking towards the cave. I felt that same pull in my chest. I walked down the deep dark tunnel.

I ended up somewhere special. How should I describe it? A sacred ground? A holy sanction?

Or maybe a graveyard.

The room was pretty big, enough to fit a few hundred people inside with space to spare.

There were glowing crystals placed in random places around the room, making them seem like they were naturally there. The ground was ice, this was probably some sort of underground lake a while back. At the center of the room, there was something stabbed into the ice.

A bronze sword. It was by no means pretty, it was rusty, old, and there was dust and cobwebs on it. But even so, I could feel power radiating from it.

The fact that a few skeletons laid around it also re-enforced the fact that it was no ordinary sword. The skeletons had parts of their bodies shredded.

Normally, I wouldn't dare touch it, but I didn't feel scared whatsoever. I felt surprisingly calm, not even batting an eyelash as I stepped on the bones of the dead, brittle from the cold, they shattered under my feet.

I reached for the sword, and I touched it. Nothing special happened for a while, nor did I feel anything out of the ordinary other than the fact that the sword felt warm for some reason.

A few moments later, I heard something. It was like a whisper, or maybe I didn't actually hear it, but I responded anyways.

It was a simple question. 'Do you want to power to destroy your enemies? Or the power to protect your loved ones?'

A multiple choice question, I always hated these kinds of questions because I wanted more.

"I want both." My childish naivety would always get me in trouble.

But this time, it might've saved my life.

'You're so selfish.'

"I'm only 10 years old, yet I've lost too many things already, I'm looking death in the eye right now, at least let me be selfish this one time."

'Good answer, you're the one.'

The sword glowed and it cracked. The ugly, plain bronze shell shattered and fell to the ground, underneath was a beautiful sword. It was a thin long sword around 3 feet long, 1 inch wide and half an inch thick at its thickest point. It begins wider at the point where the handle and blade meet and gradually becomes thinner, the cross guard had a very unique design that curved towards the tip.

At the center was an orb that radiated energy. I asked no questions, I wasn't surprised either, for some reason, as if I had expected this. I pulled the sword out without even trying and held it up.

It looked heavy, so heavy I would get crushed under its weight, but it felt like as a feather, so light that if I let go, it might dissolve in thin air.

The orb was glowing green. The vibrant and pure green of the trees and grass in late spring.

A gust of wind blew past me and I screamed. Information, memories, emotions, faces, pictures, scenes, places.

Everything I have ever experienced from birth until now, everything flowed back to me.

Including their faces, their bodies, their wounds.

Their blood.

It took no more than an instant as those memories flashed into my mind. I suddenly felt calm.

Those bastards that killed my parents and my master. They are gone, I doubt I'll ever be able to find them. I needed to put those past me, they helped me grow stronger.

What mattered right now, was how I can prevent that from ever happening again.

I laughed at that thought. I matured in an instant, didn't I? It doesn't feel like I'm a kid anymore.

A kid doesn't protect, they are protected.

I'm sick and tired of being a kid.

I walked out the cave and to the edge and jumped up. I flew upwards and landed on the edge where I had jumped off. I didn't jumped 30 feet, that's impossible. I flew.

I closed my eyes. I could see with my eyes closed. The wind blows constantly over the land and everywhere that the wind touches, I could see.

I began walking towards the village, letting the wind guide me. To my left, a crevice in the ground that reaches miles below. To my right, a danger beast the size of a tree roaming the woods. Behind me, the valley where I found my new hope and in front, the village that I will protect with my life.

I could also see hunters searching the forest for me, a group of them heading in the direction of the danger beast… Ah, that's right, why did I come out here in the first place? To prove myself.

I made a beeline towards that danger beast and it quickly entered my sight.

The danger beast looked like a bear had an affair with a unicorn. It was the size of a tree with a horn on its forehead, looking as sharp as a spear, it's teeth were as large as kitchen knives and looked 100 times more dangerous. Let's not even talk about it's claws.

I approached it with no fear whatsoever. I felt like I could take on the world right now much less this fluffy overgrown teddy bear. It turned to me and roared before charging.

I jumped up and stopped in midair, watching as the bear plowed into a tree, knocking the tree over. I felt a drain on my stamina. I let myself go and began falling, my sword glowing green and I plunged it into it's heart.

I sat on the beast absolutely exhausted, it seems that flying takes a lot of energy. The hunters were nearing my position, so I think I can safely lose consciousness now.

I looked up to the sky and felt the wind blow past me, I thought about two things, how the wind is no longer cold and how my life had changed in the past half an hour.

The hunters found me asleep, on top of a dead Danger Beast the size of a tree, with my sword still in the heart of the beast.

I woke up sometime later, in the elder's house. I opened my eyes and immediately someone shouted that I was awake. Before I could sit up I was surrounded by multiple people including the elder, some hunters, my friends Sayo and Ieyasu, as well as some villagers.

The elder stepped up to my bed.

"How are you feeling?" He asked. I smiled, the elders was always such a caring person. He's been taking care of me ever since I was brought here by my master.

"Never been better." I said.

"What happened? How did you kill that beast all by yourself without a single scratch? And also, where did you get that dangerous sword?" It all came rushing back to me, the sword.

"Where is my sword?!" I yelled suddenly. Everyone jumped in surprise, the elder put his hand on my shoulder to calm me down.

"It's still in the beast, we felt that it was dangerous and didn't dare to touch it. We carried it back while it was still stuck in the beast and left it in the storage. Now it's your turn to answer the question, where did you get that sword?"

I told him and everyone there the story. Obviously leaving out the fact that I was trying to commit suicide and instead replaced it with 'slipped and fell'. Immediately something felt off about the adults, the all looked at me with wonder, including the elder.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

It was the elder that replied.

"That is part of a legend in our village, it is said that a thousand years ago a man wielding the power of nature itself came to this place. The village at that time was under attack by a hoard of First-Class Danger Beasts and was on the brink of destruction when the man came and slayed a hundred beasts by himself. But in a battle against the only Ultra Class in the hoard, which wielded lethal poison, the man defeated the beast but was wounded and dying. During his last moments he fell down a valley and it is said that the power he wielded was lost in the valley to never be found again." The elder explained.

"How did you manage to find it?" He asked.

I explained the pull I felt, and how I followed my guts and it led me to the cave.

"It appears the sword has chosen you as its rightful owner after a thousand years. Seems like there had been few that found the place but failed to obtain the power."

He smiled at me proudly, so did everyone else in the room. Except for Ieyasu who seemed to be a bit jealous.

"We should throw a party!" Someone shouted. Everyone cheered in agreement.

Before I knew it I was being carried out of the house by many people, I put a smile on as I enjoyed the warm atmosphere on this cold winter day.

But deep down, I knew this would not last long, something was about to happen and it won't be something worth celebrating.

This sword will lead me down a bloody path, its name carved into my mind.

The Blade of Tempest - Shinatsuhiko

Hey Guys, I'm back. Well, for those of you reading for the first time, nice to meet you!

First of all, disclaimer,I do not own Akame Ga Kill and hopefully this is an original idea for a teigu. I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter, and I think I might make my other chapters longer as this is merely the introduction to the story.

Please give me some feedback, good or bad on how I am doing and how I can get better. Also, I don't care if you flame me as long as the feedback tells me something about how I can get better. Thank you all again and I hope you enjoy this fanfic.

Latre- BzS