Dark °Forces U.A. High (MHA ×Hellsing)

Samurai(17)

Gale felt an arm around her waist and then drifted into a deep sleep.  Another dream, starting near the area of the last dream, in Feudal Japan. This time she was in a ragged dress and covered in mud. Her hair was matted and her stomach growled. She was a true Ganjin and most likely being pursued to an end, grisly.

The woman rose up to study the surrounding area. She looked for enemies but saw none. It was dark and no moon but she could see as if it a full moon. Oh not good she thought, how much had I changed? Have I got enhanced vision now?

Now was not the time to worry. It just meant not meeting anyone at a town.

Gale ran low to ground in some spots, cleared the area and sprinted to cover. The woman went wide around the Samurai Lord's residence. She had no reason, to meddle in his life or affairs. Gale continued through the night until early dawn. A forest rose up head and she thought would be safe to hide. She was tired and hungry.  So young woman stopped at a stream and drank water to fill her empty stomach. She placed her hand down by a large rock to a sign, someone had stopped here too. Her eyes scanned. There had been many someones.

'Oh shit' she thought.

The track marks where hard to spot in most areas, so Gale was concerned it was an ambush party for someone...in particular. What was the samurai named again? Aizawa? Nope, time to wake up. I'm dreaming again and not going there.

Wake up, wake up, wake up!  Her attempts to end the dream were interrupted by yelling.

'Great' she thought, get see this dream go south to a nightmare.

Gale stealthed across the forest floor to a forest road winding through. There was Samurai Aizawa with his best men surrounded by his ninja enemy.  Gale hid behind a boulder. How to help the Lord out but not get captured?  Her hand rested on a rock. Yes hit someone with the rock! Her hands grabbed several loose rocks, fist sized and looked around the boulder. Her eyes saw a man monologuing to Aizawa. That man was her target.

Aizawa stood in a defensive stance with his katana. He was armored but not his loyal samurai. The assassins were some of the best hired this time. The Lord knew he had made powerful enemies, so no surprise. To die with honor, was his only concern as these were ninja not other Samurai.

Out of the corner of his right eye, he saw someone throwing a rock, at the lead enemy's head. Aizawa interrupted the spokesman so the rock hit his enemy in the temple. The spokesman dropped in a heap.  Now combat ensued. Gale moved to a different spot and hurled two more rocks. One hit a head, dropping the man then another rock hit a hand breaking it. Her last two rocks hit but didn't do damage. It was enough of a distraction to get the enemy killed though.

Gale sighed, the Lord would be just fine. She turned to a katana at her throat.

"What do I have here? An On'yomi? A white skinned demon giving aid to my enemy?"

Gale glared but said nothing. The enemy samurai smiled and motioned for her to walk out to the Lord. The woman did as she was told. She walked far enough out to see most of the Ninja dead and a couple getting questioned.

"Lord Aizawa! I have caught you the On'yomi you seek," Lord Tanaka yelled. "She is the one controlling your now dead enemy."

Aizawa squinted his eyes to see better. It was a skinny girl, maybe eighteen. Her hair was silver colored and pale skin. He noticed it had been the young woman who killed the enemy speaking to him, with the rock. She definitely fit the definition of an On'yomi.

Gale stopped just short of Aizawa. "Move On'yomi or I will cut you down!"

"You will cut me down no matter what, so your evil plan can't be revealed. I choose this spot to die on..."