As I predicted, Saikoro Park is here again;)! I think this time we need a help for the title. He chose PassKey and if I remember correctly should be something like "The wind that blows from the future" (in Japanese, of course). See you soon with a draft PassKey about this chapter. Good reading.
4 - Kaze wa mirai ni Fuku
The green slime and goo that the snake was launched on Kitt did not handle the best sword. While trying somehow to get rid of the slime head of a goat tried to stab Kitt.
The boy escaped by rolling to the left, got up and found himself face to face with the monster. Very similar to a chimera, had three heads: a lion in the center, left a goat, and on the back of the snake, the body scales of a bright green. The three mouths showing teeth as sharp blades and powerful legs shook the ground at the slightest movement. Still, he had spat from his mouth, down drops of liquid green. Now another head, the lion, he tried Kitt's body, but he launched into a blow on the body of the beast. It was faster than the monster, it was done. He felt the thrust of the lion behind him, he went blank, then lowered the weapon with force on the scales of the monster, which, taken aback, he could not defend themselves. Kitt arches of the mouth in a smile of victory soon after, however, disappeared, preceded by a loud squeal of two blades facing each other. His sword, the armor natural stop the beast, had not resulted in anything other than an unpleasant screech. Kitt withdrew his katana and again tried to dodge a monster's head already unleashed a new attack. Too late. The sharp teeth hit the blade of the sword and threw away while Kitt had been up front all'orripilante and helpless creature. The head
Central opened its mouth and throat black was illuminated by a red light. It came out a tongue of fire directed at the defenseless. Kitt
waited, heart pounding, until the moment when the flame gets closer. Then, at the right time, took the weapon to fall. He grabbed the handle and, with the monster was still busy recovering from the blaze, which was launched in vain, Kitt races, the sword forward, to make a lunge.
The monster, seeing the guy who hurled like a thunderbolt against him let out a piercing scream. The ridges around the head of a snake, at first closed, opened. The scales became bristly spines. Kitt, scared and stunned by the replica of the creature, lost speed. However, the shot went to mark the spot where he had dropped the first blow. Again the gun did not produce damages. The boy did not give up and persistently pressed the tip of the weapon even more when the scales creaked under the impetus of the blow.
With the sound of a glass is broken, the scales yielded firearm penetrated the flesh of the creature. The heads issued a sharp cry of pain and copious streams of black blood flowed from the wound. Kitt wanted to sink the gun still in the flesh but part black blood splattered on her hands and began to corrode. The boy dropped his sword and tried to clean running his hands on his clothes, which in turn emit more smoke.
Meanwhile, the monster, recovered from the assault, he threw a new blaze. Although Kitt had tried to dodge it, a long burn covered his entire left arm while the red blood trickled slowly.
He had no choice now: he had to play all out. He ran without stopping, adrenaline in the body that was traveling at a speed higher and higher, the heart pumps blood constantly. He picked up the sword and a leap, his sword ready for a blow from below, wrapped in a blanket of sparks threatening. We had to do.
The head of the central points and the creature opened its mouth, already red, illuminated by fire.
"Raijin," he roared around the top of his lungs and Raijin Kitt felt that moved from his body with his sword, which shines its light, now. So impressed. A rap from the base of the neck of the beast went to the mouth. Yes, it would have detonated, Raijin could discover it. In front of the head of the monster a group of confused and crushed him light the flame in the bud, but instead of exploding heads, bright globe collapsed in on itself causing only a small cascade of sparks.
fireworks, nothing more.
Without distraction, ran toward the wound still open and stuck his sword into it. Moved strongly to the left and tore the flesh of the monster yet, perceiving this time not to touch the blood. Intent in his attack, however, had lowered his guard and the goat's head struck his left arm that had already been damaged.
fell to the ground on his back, his arm reduced to a pile of red meat, the sword a few meters from him. Impose
his hand toward the monster and tried to evoke Raijin, but did not produce even a small spark. The jaws of the central head is opened again and a red flame headed Kitt, helpless. ***
pale light penetrated the window and spread in room light a light. Kitt awoke with a start and felt his arm. He was unhurt. He looked around and recognized his bedroom. His forehead was sweating and shortness of breath. He cursed. Raijin could not control even in his dreams. He got up, put his slippers at the foot and went to the window, opened the curtain and the sunlight flooded the room. Stunned by that beam of light, went out the window and went to the bathroom. He rinsed his face and grabbed a burgundy ribbon from one side of the sink. The strained and boiled two initials. Just watch it calmed him.
KS
Kaoru Saber. He thought of his mother, his look before you leave, which had not yet managed to flee. He smiled bitterly, and her brown hair tied behind her head. After he was dressed, came out of his room and went into the kitchen. His brother was sitting on the floor and played with the construction industry.
"Good morning," he said.
'' Day 'replied without looking up from his toys.
Kitt opened a cupboard and took out a frying pan. He opened the refrigerator, empty as usual, to take the eggs. He grabbed the last two and closed it. At the thought of having to go to the grocery store, gave a snort.
"You are the eggs?". No response. Kitt
lit the gas, clearly irritated, and set up the pan with oil. Struck two eggs on the edge of the pan and threw the contents inside, then threw the broken shells. The crackling of the eggs filled the room.
"Explain to me why you still play with those things to little kids?" Kitt said "You almost five years now,"
Bit, intent to build a third tower for its castle, ignored him. Kitt
snorted, but gave up, knowing the arrogance of his brother. He was struck by the fact that waste so much talent that he possessed. Taking the eggs cooked enough, turned off the stove and took a clean plate. I leaned on the table and poured the eggs, then threw the pan in the sink full of dirty dishes and already encrusted.
"There's breakfast. I go out See you later, "uttered with a hint of anger" and washes the dishes after. " He went back to his room, and walked down the face of a smiling child sitting in front of the building, visibly amused.
An object which looked like a stick was leaning against the side near the window. The curtains on the sides of the window and fluttered a soft breeze stirred the pendants hanging from the handle of the sword, causing a slight rattle peaceful. Kitt grabbed his katana and drew from its sheath, finished with golden arabesques. The blade sparkled in contact with the light and a vibration invaded the room. Kitt closed his eyes, breathed. He listened to the beating of his heart. Then he put the sword
in the sheath, and left. ***
The wind was beating faster than usual and a slight cloud of sand rose. A man appeared in the dust, and while Kitt did not see him well, a reflection of her violet eyes made him unique.
