Wind City Travel
May 11, 2008 3:17:04 GMT -7
Post by jesselikesto on May 11, 2008 3:17:04 GMT -7
Akio Haruna was walking through wind city feeling extremely agitated at himself and his village. He had been training excessively and hadn't seen much improvement. That being the reason he was upset with himself. Then on top of that he had been trying to reach out and associate himself with the other shinobi of the hidden sand village and nobody wanted anything to do with him. Which was obviously the reason that he was upset with his village. "Can this country be any worse?" Akio thought to himself as he looked around at all of the pathetic people of the Wind City capital.
"Maybe I should just put them all out of their misery." Akio said out loud as a wave of evil thoughts began to corrupt his mind. A disgusting smirk ran over his face as he ran straight at a young farm boy who was working diligently in his fathers field. He stopped two feet in front of the boy with a crazed expression on his face. "Are you prepared to die boy?" Akio asked with that same expression. "What? But I haven't done anything?" The boy began to say. But he was much to late. Before he could finish Akio lunged forward and slashed the young boys throat with his kunai.
As the boy was writhing on the ground trying desperately to stop the bleeding with his hands as the blood squirted out of his neck his father ran out of the little farm house that was about twenty feet away. "What have you done? Why? Why my son?" The father screamed at Akio. Akio stood there with that same expression watching the boy bleed to death as the old man continued to yell. "Old man!" Akio yelled. The man went silent. "How about you join your son now?" Akio said in monotone right before he appeared behind the old man and snapped his neck like a twig.
Akio Haruna having taken out all of his frustration on this poor innocent family proceeded to the rice fields. He didn't know why exactly. All he knew is that he didn't want to be in the country of wind any longer.
"Maybe I should just put them all out of their misery." Akio said out loud as a wave of evil thoughts began to corrupt his mind. A disgusting smirk ran over his face as he ran straight at a young farm boy who was working diligently in his fathers field. He stopped two feet in front of the boy with a crazed expression on his face. "Are you prepared to die boy?" Akio asked with that same expression. "What? But I haven't done anything?" The boy began to say. But he was much to late. Before he could finish Akio lunged forward and slashed the young boys throat with his kunai.
As the boy was writhing on the ground trying desperately to stop the bleeding with his hands as the blood squirted out of his neck his father ran out of the little farm house that was about twenty feet away. "What have you done? Why? Why my son?" The father screamed at Akio. Akio stood there with that same expression watching the boy bleed to death as the old man continued to yell. "Old man!" Akio yelled. The man went silent. "How about you join your son now?" Akio said in monotone right before he appeared behind the old man and snapped his neck like a twig.
Akio Haruna having taken out all of his frustration on this poor innocent family proceeded to the rice fields. He didn't know why exactly. All he knew is that he didn't want to be in the country of wind any longer.