The Waterfall

Hito threw Chikara away, wrapping the chain attached to chikara around his left arm and wrist, he moved it up, blocking the incomming sword, yet it managed to impact his hand, making it hurt slightly..

-Ouch-

He then pulled the chain.. Making Chikara fly at Mugen.

*pulls up Moon and blocks the sythe, moves my pointer finger and the iron wire around my finger pulls on the wire around Star and the sword flies out of his hand and back to mine*

Hito spun around, and sent the Scyteh flying at Mugen once more..

*jumps forward at Hito, avoiding the sythe and drops Star on the ground and attacks him with Moon from the side*

Pulls the chain of Chikara, making the scythe fly straight at Mugen.. Though Mugens attack does hit, cutting is left arm pretty badly.

*pulls Moon out of Hito's arm and throws my arm up trying to stop the sythe, but it simly cuts my arm*

Jumps back away from mugen, pulling the Scythe closer to him again, grabing the handle perfectly..

-You're quite good-

You are quite good as well.
*holds my arm, while it bleeds waiting for Hito's next attack*

Looks over at his arm.. Bleeding heavily.. Yet he didn't care..

-Mind if i end this fight now.. Or do you need fun?-

*smiles at him innocently*
I do not mind but, if you end the fight, you lose and that means I win.

-Hehehe.. I didn't mean it like that-

Twist his wrist.. Sending the chain like a whip at Mugen..

*pouts playfully*
Aw, I guess this means we are continuing.
*jumps up in the air, avoiding the chain and lands behind Hito*

*moves quickly away from Hito and lands at least a yard away from him, cocks my head to the side looking at Hito and sighs*
I preferred the way the looked before better.

-Ohh is that so.. I don't think i changed my appearance to much.. And when i leave this state.. I change back-

Oh? Well I hope you leave that start soon.
*waits for Hito's attack*

Hito uses his boosted speed, so quickly dash at Mugen appearing infront of him with a flat hand punch at his stomach.. Meaning to pierce it..

*is hit and coughs up blood*
My... what speed.

Pulls his hand out again.. Smilling, as he seperates his soul form Chikara's again.. Going back to his normal form..

-Next time.. You may win-

I hope so.
*falls to my knees and before my body can hit the ground I turn into leaves that fly away in the breeze*

Samantha sat on the ground, hugging her knees tightly. It was snowing now, and the winter ball had long since passed. She stared at the frozen waters, amazed at how beautiful it was. Even when the waterfall was frozen, it was magestic and wonderful.
Her ears twitched as she listened to the noise around her. Suddenly, she realized that she could hear the heart beat of another person, a person standing right behind her. Shocked, she turned around quickly, looking up at the stranger. Her eyes widened in shock as she looked up at the person, eyes widened with shock. "Brother?"

Zachary looked down at his sister, his face empty of all expression. He could see that she was shocked to see him, in fact, he was a bit shocked himself. Normaly, he would not care for his sister, in fact, over the years he had learned to ignore her, hate her...despise her. After all, she brought so many horrible memories, so many unwelcomed emotions...so much pain. All the things in which he hated so much, and yet over the last few months, he had begun to miss her. She kept sending him messeges, letters, notes, and sometimes pictures. Although, he never really read any of her letters, just watching them pile up in the mail box, gave him a slight comfort. He couldn't help but wonder why his younger sister would care for him so much, after all that he had done. After all, he had caused her so much pain, he knew this was true, because he had already seen the scars on her wrists, but always tried to ignore them. Often though, he'd find himself staring up at the ceiling at night, wondering how he had let himself become so cruel towards his sister. A cold winters breeze flew by, and he watched as his sisters beautiful long blue hair, swayed in the wind. He stared down at her pretty, confused, little face, a wave of sorrow and guilt falling over him. With a slight sigh, he sat down beside her, staring straight ahead. He couldn't bear to look at her, not anymore. It was just too painful. "I came to visit." He said, his voice low and emotionless. It had been a while since he had spoken to his sister, and yet, nothing felt different.

Samantha felt a wave of joy wash over her, and without warning she brought her brother into a tight embrace. "Oh, big brother, you came to visit me! I'm so glad, I have missed you so! How was your journey, are you hungry? Where are you staying? Have you met anyone since you first arrived? How long ago did you come here? Have you been searching for me long? I'm so glad your here!" Tears of joy formed in Samantha's eyes, she held on to her brother for dear life, as if she were afraid that he would disappear again. "I can't believe your here! It's like a dream that I never want to wake up from!" She said, smiling happily, a rare sight.

Zachary cringed, pushing his sister away. "Get off of me. Don't touch me." He scowled "Don't get used to it. I only came to see you, because Mr. McCarty had said it was my job to do so. He said that if anything were to happen to you, I'd be the one to blame and that our family name would be ruined. I coldn't let that happen, now could I?" Zachary lied. No one had told him to come, no one had told him to stay in London and no one had mentioned Samantha. He came all on his free will, why? Well, because, though he did not like to admit it, the fact was that he missed his sister. Her small crooked smile, her cooking, her soft soothing voice. He missed her, and though she did not know it, and my never know it, he missed her hugs. He watched as a hurt expression came across his sisters face, and his heart shattered. She looked as if she had been betrayed by the only person she had ever loved in her whole entire life, and she had. He wanted to hug her and apologize, but he refused to do so. If she had ever found out that he loved her, that he did not hate her, that he needed her, his whole life would shatter. He loved his sister, she was the only one left, and yet, he couldn't tell her that. That is why he had to hide it, showing her his love, was just to hard, after all those years. Because he had shown her love before, their parents had paid with their lives. If he had never loved her in the first place, he wouldn't have gone to the meadow. It was all his fault for loving her. It was all her fault for making him love her, for ever being born. If that love still exsisted, where would he be now? "Stay off of me from now on alright? I'll only be here for a few days, till then, I don't want you touching me. In fact, try not to indicate to anyone, that I am your brother. I do not want to look like an idiot, after all."

Samantha's eyes widened slightly, as she felt an incredible pain stab her heart. She knew it had been too good to be true, after all, why would her brother suddenly start loving her, after all these years? It just didn't make sence. She had let her hopes get the best of her, how foolish. She brought her hand up to her collar, clutching it tighlty. "Ah, I see. I'm sorry, please forgive my rash behavior brother." She said, her voice cracking slightly. Turning away from her brother, she held back the tears, her heart still feeling pain. She began to shake slightly from the cold and out of sadness. "I'm sorry."