Heros

kira, the next trainer.

After finishing her training. Kira was sent to train with a stronger teacher. To prepare her for the hard task she would soon face.

Kira wandered the woods just outside her town. A sleek smooth winged bow in her hand. Two arrows on the string ready to fire at the slightest sign of danger. The air was mid spring. Yet it had been getting colder and colder. The harvest this year wouldn't be a good one. But that wasn't kiras concern. She was hunting. But not for game. For a friend of her master/father. He was rumored to be around here. Yet so far she had no luck. Will her masters friend prove friend. Or foe?

"Two hours... And still no sign of this per-" she's cut off as she rolls to dodge an arrow that lands directly where she had been. Retaliating with the two loaded arrows. A males scream is heard. Then a dark haired. Middle aged man falls from the trees. Kiras arrows sticking from his arm and leg. "Ahh! You bitch! H-ho-" kira Yanks him up. "I'm looking for a male. Middle aged. White haired. Wears green robes...seen him?" He spits blood in her face. She smirks "I'll take that as a no" she draws an arrow from he quiver and drives it into his skull just as a male yells for her to stop. She drops the lifeless corpse and sighs "and who exactly is giving me orders?" She demands not turning around. "The man your looking for. And you have alot to learn"