OK, So i wrote this ages ago. I was bored and i wanted to re-write the first scene of SAMURAI X into a story. So i did. Enjoy and Review!!!!
Prologue: Beginning
My name is Shinta, was Shinta till My Master gave me a new name Kenshin. I was a child at the age of five when slave traders kidnapped me. I was sold to three women, sisters. Although I only knew them for a day, they treated me like a little brother. I was grateful to them for that, but on that night their fates were sealed and the beginning of my fighting days began.
The night moon was high in the sky; the grass shimmered in the moon light. My three mistresses smiled down at me as I played with my toy. We were crossing the planes hoping to arrive at our new home by morning. It was then we first heard the samurai killing off the first of our people. The sisters rushed to hide me from the men. They grabbed the first sister and killed her before anyone could say a word. They killed the second in a flash of red and silver. I found a sword and held it as high as I could, the weight weighing me down. Then third sister grabbed me from behind and pulled me close to her.
"Shinta, Shinta you must listen, our fates have been chosen tonight, you have a chance to live. Live for me Shinta, please live for me." And with that she was taken away from me, her last words echoing in my mind, "Shinta live, live for me..."
The men then turned for me, I was afraid, how could I live if these murderers were all around me. Then out of the darkness another man stood, his sword glittering in the moonlight. "Who are you and what business has you here?" asked one of the murderers. "Don't worry, you won't be alive long enough to remember my name." And with that the man slashed his sword in the air and the murderer lay at our feet dead. The other murderers crowded round and tried to attack but each one ended with the same fate as the first.
He then spoke to me "You were unable to save your family but they died so you could live, be grateful that I was crossing this way, so long." And with that the man with the slashing sword took off.
Later that night I had finished burying the bodies of the murderers and the three sisters, on the murderer's grave I placed a crysifix made of sticks and on the sister's graves large stones. I wished I had flowers, the three sisters deserved flowers.
Then I heard someone behind me and startled I turned quickly to see who it was, there stood the man with the slashing sword.
"You buried the murderer's bodies as well as your families; I am impressed you could lift stones as large as those." He said "The sisters were not my family, they were slave traders, even though I only knew them for a day, they treated me like a young brother, I wish I had flowers, they all deserve flowers." The tears flew down my face as the night memories flooded in my mind.
The man with the slashing sword pulled from his long white cloak a clay Sakai vassal from which he poured all on the three stones Sakai.
"No good human should leave this world without the taste of good Sakai on their lips; this is my tribute to them."
"Thank you Mister...?"
"I will train you with the technique of Hiten Mitsurugi style of swordsman ship; from now on you must call me Master. What is your name boy?"
"Shinta"
"Shinta, a name to soft for a swordsman, from now on you will be called Kenshin." I then followed my new master deep into the night to the path were my life began.
This was the night I started my new life, I never thought it would lead me on the path of which I am on now, but it has and this is where my story begins...!