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[OF] Dying Breed
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Set in a distant future where samurai were prevalent much longer then in our time. Technology advanced but the samurai always found a place in the culture, that is until recent years the number of samurai has started to dwindle and the title samurai is not sought anymore. The few remaining have taken on whatever jobs paid so they could survive. Our story follows two samurai, strangers to each other.

Our first hero is kengo nakano, where is he from? what are his motives? These will be revealed as our story progresses


Now for our second hero whose name is Kiro Nakajima as mysterious as the furthest reaches of space.


As it begins our heroes remain a mystery, but come along and find out about them their past, their present and their futures!

Supporting Characters.
Kinco

The Shepard

(Filled in as we progress)


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Posted 1/30/15 , edited 1/30/15
Evening......


The city remains as bustling as ever.

The mingling sounds of the masses, transportation, music, and all manner of revelry.

The lights.... various and shameless against the darkened skies.

The signs of technology. Modernization. Convenience.

In one section of the metropolis, a crowd gathers around a tall establishment, as they murmur and point up. A couple of vehicles wedged in between, as a uniformed officer yells in his commlink, "Where the HELL is that damn negotiator?! I need them over now!!"

And right on the very rooftop of the mentioned edifice, a small figure stands. His foot half peering at the edge of the ledge.
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The boy stood upon the edge the world swayed around as he watched the scene below. "What's the point of living if I won't get better?" he muttered to himself. "Why me why did I have to get sick, it's not fair, not fair at all." tears began to well up in the boys eyes as he began to sniffle and lightly cry.
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A voice.... low but gentle... wafts from behind.

"There is a saying, that 'For every grain of rice, no matter how small, holds great significance'. Do you truly believe your life to be a waste?"
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"The doctor says I'm lucky to live to 22 what significance could I be?" the kid wobbled a bit as the heights and the crying began to mess with his balance a bit he caught himself and took a step back. "No one misses one grain of rice from the whole bowl." the kid turns "who are you anyways?"
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A movement of shadows, as the figure advances from behind the boy. His steps light, but with a sense of purpose. And finally, just as his booted feet stops its pace, the neon from the neighboring building supports his identity. Eyes of steel-blue softly gazing upon the boy.

Judging by how the child reacts, he knew that no introductions were necessary. Instead, he addresses the graver concern.

"So little one," His pace continues slowly onward, "Because you deem yourself unimportant, does this mean you held little regard for all else? How about those you've cherished?... Your mother.... Friends.... Does it mean nothing to make use of this life, to serve for an utmost good?" Veering towards the left of the ledge, his gaze over the horizon. Ignoring the chaos commencing below. "There are others out there. Others, who never were given the chance before they were born. But you...." the man looks over the tear-stricken child. "....you are given more. Do you not see that blessing?"
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As the man advances and the boy sees his face. "Oh it's you kiro" the boy turns his gaze back over the city. "I suppose it would make momma sad if I went away." The boy appeared to tip toe around using the word die. A gust of wind kicked up and the boy still being on the edge wobbled again.
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Kiro's eyes quickly darted over to his companion's unstable motion, before turning to face him with a stretched hand.

"Come... I am sure your mother's been worried sick. Moreso, you can prove to her how much strength you've got in you, by being the man of the house." He dared not venture further about his knowledge on the boy's paternal loss in the past, and focus on the present. "Think you're up to the challenge?"




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The boy went to turn and accompany his gaurdian back home. As he did the boy disappeared below the edge of the building as his foot slipped off. Tears of fear quickly filled his eyes and his voice crashed through the darkness "KIRRRROOOOOOO" The boys little lungs produced as he began his unwanted descent.
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His eyes showed relief........ then turned into panic, as the small figure suddenly slips, his hand held nothing but air.


Without hesitation......


( BGM: Poseidon )


"HRNHH!!"


He dives, head first. His arms to the side..... torpedoing down for the boy.


With further storeys ahead, he moves close..... closer.... and closer.
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The boy yelled as tears flew from his face. "Kiro I don't want to die I want to go home. I WANT TO SEE MOMMY AGAIN!!!!!"
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His eyes a-squint.... body close enough to the target.


And amidst the cold whiplash of wind against the face, the man suddenly extends his arm..... fingers reaching.

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the child reached back arm stretched out reaching with all his will and fueled by the fear of the approaching concrete. The approaching end.

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The large hand successfully makes a grab. Angling himself upright, Kiro pulls the boy into him.


With no time to waste, his gaze shifts to and fro until he found a risky, but last-minute saviour...... a long banner gracing the length of the building.


Holding the child tightly round his left arm, he leans to the right. Fingers down like claws... finding its way to the said clothing and----







The screams from the crowd below, merges with the tearing of the fabric.


Down...... down...... the ripping continues as they descend.... he grits his teeth. Keeping the faith that the cloth runs out before they hit ground zero.







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The boy clings tight to kiro as they descend together. The sound of the crowd begins to echo throughout the city blocks and blocks away it's heard. Lights flash onto the building as they begin to follow the duo the side of the building.
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