Soft footsteps can be heard echoing as a small figure can be seen slowly creeping around a old looking house.
The figure dashed from shadow to shadow,stopping to lean against a wall.Shallow breathing escaped the figures mouth, the mysterious figure slowly opened the door to the old but beautiful home.
He made his way in a smirk appeared on his face as he saw what he was after a box laid on a small black table.The mysterious figure made his way to the box and slowly opened it.
His grin only grew as he laid his eyes on the object that he desires.A beautiful black and silver sheath layed in the center of the box,the figure extended his hands to take the blade.
A sharp voice rang out
"I would not do that if I were you."
The voice was raspy but calming the mysterious figure turned his head and chuckled.
"You caught me grandpa."
The voice was young and filled with innocence.The old man could only smile at his grandson.
"If you wanted to see Kurotsubame you only needed to ask."
The young boy nervously chuckled,while the old man put his hand on his blade.In a swift motion the sheath was separated from the blade.
A breathtakingly beautiful blade could be seen it's silver blade was long and met the gorgeous black gaurd all together it was a stunning yet simple sight.
The young boy smiled and went close to the old man.
"Grandpa when can I get my own blade?"
A soft laughter filled the air
"Your enthusiasm is most admirable young Noriko,but whe have been through this before you will get the honor of receiving a blade once you complete the coming of Age ceremony."
The boy huffed and Said angrily
"That still in a couple of years grandpa I'm 15 and my coming of age ceremony will happen when I'm 16."
The old man only smiled and motioned for Noriko to follow him.He opened the back door and walked through it he was quickly followed by Noriko.
The two walked down a short path the scenery was beautiful lush green grass adorned the side of the grey gravel ground.
Humongous oak trees surrounded the two men,along with a plethora of different flowers.
The old and young man arrived at what looked to be a cemetery.They stopped in front of a large stone.
Different names were carved into the stone.The old man turned to Noriko and sighed.
"You are young Noriko,very young you should enjoy these peaceful days while you still have them."
"A samurais life is a hard one look at this stone my comrades no my brothers and sisters have died all of their names are on this stone.Are you sure you wish to choose this path."
The boy stared at his grandfather with passion burning in his eyes.
"More than anything grandfather it is not like I have a choice father wants me to become a great warrior and I only want to make him happy."
The grandfather scowled.
"That fool is still at it,look at me Noriko your father is a brute as his father it hurts me to say this but it is true you will stand their and take another's life not him."
"Now I ask you and listen well are you a brute or are you a warrior?"
Nkriko stared at his grandfather in confusion.
"Grandfather what is the difference?"
The old man smiled and shook his head.
"Your father is a an example of a brute he is arrogant,uncaring and only thinks of success he sees you as a means to improve his reputation and most importantly he lacks honor he will do what must be done to win even if it means playing dirty."
"While a warrior is a person that respects all life and will only act if it means protecting him or his loved one's they have honor and that is what makes them a warrior."
Noriko nodded "Grandfather I wish to be a warrior."
The old man smiled.A arrogant voice rang out.
"I knew I would find you two here,and I see you are still preaching your nonsense father."
The two men turned to see another approaching them he was a tall man with fair skin and dark black hair.
The old man chuckled
"Hello my son it is good to see you."
The man only snorted
"I wish I could say the same time you father,but I am only hear to take Noriko it is time for his training."
His voice was cold.The old man glared at him."How long?"
The man looked at the old figure with a curious expression.
"What do you mean how long?"
Without hesitation the old man replied.
"How long will you brainwash him and lead him down this dishonorable path."
The younger man scowled and grabbed Noriko by the arm.
"He is my son and if you haven't noticed father times have changed we are not in your era of peace and honor.The other four nations have all evolved and if we do not than we will perish."
The old man only shook his head in disappointment.He turned and started praying while the father and son made their way back to the house.
Noriko turned to his father.
"Father why were you do rude with grandfather?"
The man turned to his son and glared at him.
"Your grandfather is not the man you think he is."
Without another word the man dragged the boy into the house.
The point of view shifts back to the old man praying.Another figure appeared behind him and said in a sinister voice.
"It is time to take care of the cursed clan Hiroki."
The old manned turned and put on a mask it was white in color with red cross on it.
"It is time goodbye my cursed clan."