MAN OF DRAGON

CHAPTER 1: NO MERCY

The samurai stood with his feet firm allowing the energies of the earth to move Within him. The trained hand he held slowly moved over the handle of his katana as he lowered his stance like a predator in the midst of prey.

Thats when enemy soldiers were approaching...four of them. They were quick with their weapons drawn screaming a war cry of savage determination. The samurai's hand tightly grips the handle of his katana. The eyes intensified and seemed to glow like Untamed  fire. The heart in his chest kept a calm pace. The blood in his disciplined body crashed against his veins like an angry river!
The Enemy was less armored and reckless...but determined and monstrous. Bloodlusted like an Oni. The samurai knew he had to protect the emperor at all great costs....souls will be taken!

The samurai runs over to them like a hungry tiger. it was like time had slowed down as the attack began. The enemy were caught off guard but continue to run towards him. The four of them rush in with a mighty in sync swipe. The samurai leaned back watching the blades pass over him, he then popped up and spun around drawing his katana.

One of the enemy soldiers moves in for a thrust. The samurai gracefully side steps from the path of the blade and counters with a downward slash of his own Thus seperating his main arm from it's body.

The enemy soldier Screamed like a Tortured woman as his Blood paints the grass like fine art on a sunny day. The maimed Fool stumbles back spraying blood and wailing like a cursed spirit in the night before being ended by a swift strike upon his neck that sent his head rolling off to the earth.

The other three move in for an assault all the while consumed by great rage. The samurai clashes swords with one of them for they go for diagonal attack. The enemy then jumps back and swipes towards his head, the samurai blocks his arm then front kicks him into his chest with force so great the enemy's chest caves in. The soldier then flies back and lands on his shoulders only to Expell blood from his mouth into the air.

The samurai twirls his katana between his fingers and brings it down into his foe's chest causing the chest cavity to explode open releasing a poetic sound of cracks and pops as the samurai twists his blade inside his foe...watching as his face grew with shock and his mouth fill with blood. The eyes soon became lifeless and the samurai snatches his katana out from the soldier's chest. The other two soldiers remaining stare upon their armored foe with slight fear. their teeth clinch in desperation as the samurai stands there waiting like a beast giving its prey a chance to fight.

one of the enemy soldiers stepped back in shock  for before his eyes a vision of an enraged lung dragon with steam rushing from it's nose appeared upon the samurai's face!

the soldier's comrade snaps him out of the Fear induced trance and the two of them assume position. they both move in and  try to strategically attack at the same time.

the samurai keeps them at bay with his swordsmanship, while keeping the feet moving and the pace in his control. All of a sudden one of them moves in closer with a wide swing. The samurai jumps back then pushes off the ball of his foot. The soldier tries to react but the katana swiftly takes his head off, Rolling towards the feet of his former allie. the enemy soldier looks down as the Disembodied head stares into his eyes.

All of a sudden a flash of silver appears under his neck...then his chest bursts open spilling blood everywhere. The samurai had struck him with blinding speed while he was fixed upon the sight of the head of his fellow man. The enemy falls on his knees trying to talk. All he could do was watch his lungs plop onto the ground like fresh cut potatoes.  Then his body slumps over into his pool of organic wine.

The samurai swipes his blade to the side flinging the blood and torn flesh off. Then slowly places his katana back into its proper home. The samurai then knelt down and placed his hands together.

A silence fell upon the area...

accompanied by a gentle wind that rushed across the way.

A gentle touch on the face of this Merciless warrior after he killed his enemies.

The birds sung their songs of peace as they flew through the sky.
the sun peeked through the clouds like a scared child that just seen hell before it's eyes.

The samurai exhaled and got up to turn to his way where he Sprinted towards the Palace to join his brethen in protecting the Emperor of Japan.

(End of Chapter 1)