1 Prolouge

"Old man. You put up an amazing fight. I'm impressed, but you're weak. You're just a victim of fate." A figure stood upon a rock, a black jade oni mask was on his face. His voice was heavy with disappointment.  He wore a black hooded robe with gold embroidery of roses on the arms. Electricity jumped around his body, fizzing and crackling filling the air. "I will give you a painless death. Just surrender."

    The other person was an old man with a thick, cleanly trimmed white beard. His hair was held back in a braid. He had blood running down his face and staining his beard crimson. He wore a simple white robe and leather boots. His breath was heavy. The old man scoffed "Go to hell." He spat blood at the other person's feet.

    "So be it." The lightning grew more intense and began arc to the ground. The air roared with booms of splitting air. Bolts began raining down upon the old man, but he dodged. A glowing blue kunai appeared in the old man's hand and he threw it while rolling out of the way of another attack. The blade lodged itself in the other's arm.

    The man stopped and began to shake with anger. "You damn bastard! Now you've done it! I'll make this as painful as can be!" The lightning became violent and began roaring, striking the rubble field with no discernment. The old man dodged back and the other man gave chase.

    "All thought you may be strong, you have the mentality of a child. The intelligence too." A huge explosion sent the masked man flying into the air. The old man jumped away and summoned more blue kunai and began throwing them at the masked man, summoning another for each one he threw.

    "Don't look down on me!" The masked man had dodged all the knives except two; one in his stomach and one in his leg. "I'll kill you! KILL YOU!" The lightning became awesomely powerful, each strike sending rubble flying through the air. The old man was dodging, but one strike grazed his leg. The strike burnt his leg and sent him flying through the air. The other figure jumped over to the old man and slammed his head into the ground.

    "Damn. You caught me." The old man sighed and coughed up blood.

    "You're not going to have a good time." The man formed a sword in his hand and unsheathed it. "I've never hated someone as much as I hate you." He swung the sword down and chopped the old man's leg off in one swipe.

    "Damn!" The old man groaned through gritted teeth.

    "No screams? Impressive." He chopped another leg off. Still the old man didn't scream. He then stabbed the sword through his back, straight into the diaphragm. "I'm going to beat you near death all while you cant breath." He kicked the old man in the ribs, sending him flying away with multiple broken ribs.

    No, no, no ,NO! I can't do anything. The old man began to cry. I've failed. I'm sorry, everyone. I couldn't avenge you. He thought to himself as he was being tortured, sadness the only thing he felt.

    "I'm done playing with you. Die knowing that you never stood a chance." A massive cloud began to form above the old man. The other person stepped away. "Fool." A lightning bolt struck the dying old man, his body disappearing immediately.