The next day, Mr. Kane introduced me to the promised traveling mercenary. We were standing outside of the office in the afternoon sunlight. Hayden was standing by my side again. The mercenary was a tall, notably thin man with muscular arms. He had calm, analytical eyes the color of jade which glowed in a mysterious way. His curly, indigo colored hair fell down to his chin. The clothes he wore mainly consisted of dark colors which complimented on his hair; a cape that only draped over one shoulder, a a weird jacket that split at the end, a simple cotton turtle-neck, pants, and laced-up army boots. The side of his arm that didn't have the cape was covered with one sleeve of his shirt. A long sword at his belt could be seen on one side, while on his back there was a strange-looking device that resembled a large boomerang with a sail.
I felt an odd sense of danger around him... It felt dangerous, but it also seemed that he was very protective and compassionate. It seemed I could trust him. "This is Ryuu Takashi. He'll be leading you out of harms way and to the Midnight Blade's sanctuary." Mr. Kane explained. Hayden and I both expectantly looked up at him. He gracefully bowed and stood up straight again, and we did too. I hoped he isn't mute, otherwise this journey will be harder than I thought.
"How old is he?" I asked bluntly. When you want to know something, I've learned to just ask it. Mr. Kane's face suddenly showed shock, as if he were afraid to insult Takashi-kun. But, Takashi-kun nodded gently, and said, "I'm... in my mid-thirties." I stared on at him. Hayden gave a sigh of relief for some reason.
"Well, anyways, do you have all of the supplies you will need?" Emil asked me. "Um, yeah Dad. I think... we're ready." I told him. He nodded. "Very well, then." He said. "Are they leaving now?" Shana asked Mr. Kane. "I'm afraid. They're good kids, so I believe we do not have to worry too much." He said confidently. Wow, if only he knew. Joking... I watched Hayden's parents walk over to him and each gave him a big warm hug. "Just... don't do anything I wouldn't do, son." His father told him. "Same as I. Please, make everyone here proud of you." His mother told him. He nodded. I smiled. He would, I knew it.
My parents also gave me a big hug, and told me to make them proud, too. My father also told me to remember what he had told me the day before, about time. "Don't worry, I won't forget." I said as a stubborn tear fell down my cheek. "Mom, I love you." I said, hugging her, "Thank you for everything." She laughed. "No, honey, thank you." She said.
After our goodbyes, we left our hometown in search of something we didn't have a clue about how powerful or dangerous it was, along with a man who we barely knew anything about. Little did I know that danger was in fact lurking around every nook and cranny, and it was as if possibly the whole world was out to get me and my impossible powers.
Fiction: 11/02/08 | Posted By: Razing Phoenix | | Personal | Tags: mercenary, razing phoenix, story, time, traveling
Chapter One: Matt
Matsumoto Sakuraba, the 16-year-old lead singer of his band, the Last Minutes, was walking home from a busy school day. He had sighed twelve times... Yes, he'd counted. It was only a Monday, and it was al...
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Fiction: 09/26/08 | Posted By: Razing Phoenix | | Personal | Tags: anime, his last minutes, life, matt, random, time
