CHAPTER - 19 { Mutants }

It was a rainy night, the sky was covered by a layer of thick black clouds. With wind and rain, lightning struck down.

Inside a Japanese traditional house, made of wood and bamboo, in one of many rooms, a red haired Japanese woman suddenly opened her eyes in fright.

"Hah! Hah! N-No! It can't be!"

She immediately got up and stormed through the sliding doors one after another until she reached a certain room.

As she called out to the individual inside the room, then the door slid open and Shingen Yashida stepped in front of the woman.

"What is it?"

He asked with a grumpy voice, clearly irritated with the woman. To him, the woman responded with a serious and worried expression.

"I-I have seen it…"

"What have you seen?"

"I-I have seen your death!"

Shingen was stunned. He stood there without saying a word. The woman wanted to speak further but he waved his hand and made her leave.

After the woman left, he went to his room and sat down on the mattress with a stupefied expression.

The particular reason for this was because the woman, she was a mutant, who had the ability to see some glimpses of the upcoming future.

As for the future, she didn't know whether it was a good one or a bad one.

"I-I, I can't yet. I have to continue our legacy."

Shingen muttered in a shaken voice. If he wants to live, he must change the future from this very moment.

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While everyone was asleep, the red haired woman, named Yukio, stood beside the window and looked out.

The rain pouring on the land with droplets, seemed to somehow bring a calming effect on her mind and heart.

"Why do I have to suffer? Why do I need to see the deaths of people who will become a part of my life? Just why? Why curse me with this terrifying power?"

She said in a low voice, her eyes fogged by the cloud of depression and despair.

As she looked up at the black clouds, something unimaginable happened. A gap formed in between the clouds, revealing the bright silver moon.

Yukio's face changed, and terror appeared. The first sign that was in the glimpse, it was the silver moon in the middle of dark clouds.

"No! It's tonight!"

She stood up and rushed out of her room while shouting on top of her lungs to alert the entire house that something was wrong.

With no time to explain to the guards, she headed straight towards Shingen's room.

Boom!

From the sliding door made of bamboo and paper, Shingen's figure tore through and slammed on a wooden pillar in the corridor.

"Lord Shingen!"

She called out. The cut wounds on Shingen's body were wide enough for her to see that the killer was professional and very good at his job.

Shingen wasn't a superhuman like the famous Captain America, but he was well trained in many martial arts and knew the way of the sword.

Yet for him to be this wounded while no one was aware, the thought alone was scary.

"Who is it!"

She unsheathed her long katana and looked inside the room in the dark. Her eyes scanned but unable to find a clue of someone's presence.

"He's there! Invisible. But I can somehow sense him and his sword."

Shingen warned Yukio with a grave look. The guards hurried and encircled him. From the other end of the corridor, two more individuals arrived.

One was a woman, the only daughter of Shingen Yashida, Mariko Yashida. The other one was a man, muscular and strong looking.

"Father!"

"What the hell is going on?"

Mariko came beside her father and saw his wounds which let out blood like a steam. The man asked Yukio as he stood by her side.

"There's someone here. Trying to kill Lord Shingen. I saw it in a glimpse of the future."

"Really?"

The man was shocked, he then nodded and glared towards the sole room everyone was focused on. His sharp sense of smell was also pointing in that direction.

"There's really someone inside. I can smell him."

The man said in a serious tone. He stepped forward and entered the room cautiously. Yukio wanted to accompany him, however denied by the man.

"I will deal with him. Take him to safety."

He gestured to them to quickly get Shingen medic and also to a safe place.

After entering the dark room, he looked towards a corner. There, a long katana dyed in red blood was supported by the wall.

'Somewhere… somewhere near. Behind me!'

He bent his back and avoided something. Though he could smell, it didn't mean he could see.

Sniff Sniff.

There was a metallic scent in the room. Not from the swords in the display but from the killer, and he was sure of it.

"Why don't you show yourself and fight like a man? Or are you a woman? Whatever you are, do you wish to remain a coward?"

He tried to provoke the killer but to no avail.

"Don't blame me then!"

The man clenched his fists tightly and then from his forearms, three sharp curved blades pierced out of the knuckles.

"Ahhh!"

Roaring, he slashed his blades behind him. The six blades, three on each hand, cut through the air yet no contact with no person.

"Come out! Ahhh!"

He kicked to his side and swung his hands, the blades traveled in a deadly way.

TING!

Suddenly, the man saw the long blood covered katana float in the air and block his blades.

"Die!"

With each of his slashes, the katana was backed towards the wall.

BAM!

A strong punch landed on his cheek. Shockingly powerful enough to make his head shake. No normal human was capable of hurting him.

"Ahhh!"

Applying more strength on his legs, he pushed the invisible killer towards the wall and stabbed his blades.

The three sharp blades of his right hand, cut through the wall.

Slash!

The katana deflected his left hand blades away and opened up a wide wound on his stomach. The red flesh squirmed and the blood flowed out soaking his t-shirt.

Slash!

"Ahhge!"

Again, the katana cut his back tearing his t-shirt from behind this time.

"Motherfucker!"

The man groaned angrily and swung his blades around. The katana swiftly deflected all his blows efficiently.

Now facing the katana in front of him, the man prepared himself and launched at the killer.

SLICE!

The katana was like a flowing river, bent between the man's hands and the blades, making its way to the neck.

Then the sharp edge cut the neck till it reached the bone, where the katana stuck and couldn't move any further.

BAM!

A kick slammed hard on the man's head, and knocked him out.

The corridor was empty, the guards, Shingen, his daughter and Yukio all had left, leaving the man to fight.

The moonlight shone towards the direction of the room, the beams of silver light came before the man.

In the air, the space seems to distort. A figure showed itself, black suit, black glove and a black full mask with red screens on the eyes.

Staring down at the dead man, the figure said in a deep voice–

"A mutant. No different than a beast."

Creed was slightly disappointed. If the man had trained before, he would have been a frightening opponent.

"Huh?"

His eyes narrowed, as they saw that the wound on the dead man's back was healing. The flesh visible on the wounds twitched violently.

'It can't b-!'

"Ahhhh!"

The dead man somehow came back to life and slashed his blades on Creed's left leg.

Fortunately he was always alert and careful. In a matter of a split second, Creed retreated his legs. But no completely.

SLICE!

The blades managed to leave behind three claws imprint on his left leg. The flesh was torn apart, and caused serious burning.

"Finally showed yourself."

Standing up, the man stared straight at Creed and cracked his neck. Pulling out the katana stuck in his neck, he threw it away.