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Gifu Prefecture, Japan, March 28, 21:09 hrs

Ethan knelled before the altar in the shrine’s inner sanctum.  Smoke coiled upwards from burning incense sticks. He tried to meditate, to clear his mind of all distractions but the events of the last week intruded into his thoughts. The visit by his old time school friend Sanjuro, intense practice sessions with his grandfather, the antics of Mariko’s cat chasing after empty boxes of soda. Peace, something he had not known in years, perhaps this was the answer to his grandfather’s question. The reason why he had come here in the first place.

His body also remembered the recent days. The bruises where his granfather’s bokuto scored hits. Ethan tried to push all these thoughts away when the hairs in the back of his neck rose. A stench in the air. The faint smell of something that lives and dies among human refuse.  Instinct took over. In one swift move Ethan grabbed hold of Tasumaki took a battle stance facing the door.  It slid open. A shadow leapt toward Ethan. Ethan took one, two, three steps and slashed from the scabbard. A claw came within inches of his left cheek. The attacker fell to the floor with a dull thud.  Ethan glanced back and saw what looked like a giant rat dead on the floor. Dark ichor spread from the wound. More sounds from beyond the door. Rushing to the inner garden saw two more attackers one on each side of the garden. Ethan ran to the right, his opponent reacted by lounging at him.  Reversing his grip, Ethan thrust forward impaling the beast. To his left the other rat fiend jumped clear across the sand garden. He reacted by slashing in a semi-circle from front to back, cutting the monster open from groin to neck. A river of dark blood poured from the gash as the creature tumbled backwards.  As soon as it hit the ground it began to dissolved into a smoking pool of dark ichor.

The wind carried a series of distant sounds to Ethan’s ears. A scream, a hiss, a broken vase. Ethan ran down outside toward the house. Everything passed by in a blur. Without barely noticing Ethan’s feet seem to jump from one staircase landing to the next without touching any steps in between.  A distance that would have taken a dozen or more minutes to travel took less than a minute.  With one last step, Ethan jumped from the road to the wooden deck overlooking the pond. The lights where out inside, but he could smell the stench of the enemy within. Suddenly a figure stumbled backwards from the kitchen. Without thinking, Ethan thrust the sword through the glass door.  It exploded into shards that sped forward the enemy. The slashed and stabbed it, pinning it to a wall. One, two, three steps, a downward slash from neck to sternum.  Another creature fell backwards from Ichijo’s room, over the second floor banister to the living room floor below. Before it could react Tasumaki decapitated the enemy with a single stroke. For a second Ethan and Mariko stared at each other. Mariko held a large kitchen knife with a reverse grip in a defensive stance. Sounds from the second floor attracted Ethan’s attention. It was Linda, Mariko’s cat, jaws clamp on an intruder. It flayed wildly, trying to pry of the cat, but Linda would not let go. Ethan ended the uneven fight when he cut the fiend’s right leg from under it. A single thrust to the neck finished it.

The door to Ichijo’s room was open. Cautiously, Ethan stepped in to investigate. He gasped at the sight. His grandfather laid in a corner barely breathing. Turning on the lights Ethan saw why. The old man clutched at his bloody chest.

“Onnichan!”

“I’m alright Ethan, just a scratch” his grandfather gasped.

“We have to take you to a hospital.”

Ichijo lifted a finger and pointed at box inside the closet. “My papers, you need them. Use them–“His breathing stopped, his pupils dialated. Ethan didn’t bother checking for a pulse. He had seen this to many times. Toru Ichijo was dead.

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6 Comments

  1. Looks like you are rolling along with NaNo.

    Good going and keep it up! 🙂

    Just one word of caution- you might not want to post too much online.

  2. That was sort of the plan. I find it easier to write it on blog form, but I guess I can always keep those post private. Glad you like it (you did like it, right?) 🙂

  3. Yes. I kept reading if that’s any indication.
    In fact, I’d keep on reading. 🙂

    However, the reason I suggest not posting all of it here is some agents have stated there are sometimes copyright issues once a work is online. A sample page or two should be fine- maybe even a chapter. But not a whole work. And plus, you want people to *buy* your book. (wink)

  4. Yes I heard that. I pulled my last novel from the other blog (there are a few chapters still there) because of the same concern. I pulled it. I still like the blog format, don’t know why, but I do, I’ll just use the blog as a space to store my work, which is great because if anything happens to my computer, I’ll have the files stored somewhere else.

    Thanks for the encouragement!

    🙂

  5. Hi there,

    I replied to your comment on my blog regarding the work you lost. But I also wanted to come over here to give you all my support.

    Stay offline as much as possible this weekend. You will surely catch up.

    All the best to you!

  6. Thanks, I appreciated it.


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