...And So It Begins....
...Between It All...
...In The End...

Reed Reijiro

Half Pain, Half Agony

          A long time ago back in Japan a boy was born different from everyone else. He was born a warrior, stronger than even his father that preceded him. He lived in the country side in a small wooden house. A chimney set atop the house with grey smoke puffing out and dissolves into the air before hitting the white puffy clouds. The white clouds rolled by in the cool gentle full breeze. The leaves of the trees were slowly falling to the ground or taking flight in the wind. The door of the wood cottage open, out step a man and a woman, the woman holding a child. This family was the Reijiros. The child’s name was Reed; he had pale glimmering grey eyes and shiny black hair. His mother was short with brown eyes. His father was a tall warrior with black hair and bright green eyes. As time went on Reed’s mother died a week before he turned one. As a baby he often missed his mother but his memory of her faded with time until the death of his father took over the pain.

He was sitting down on the porch awaiting his father’s arrival. He sat there patiently swinging his legs back and forth. He started to hum a tune and looked over to the left as a shadowy figure walked up. Reed noticed this as his father’s best friend and fellow member of The Syndicate. The man used his hands to flare his trench coat up, withdrew Reed’s father’s sword and placed it in the ground. Reed recognized the emblem at the base of the blade and knew what had happened. His father had been killed. A tear shed from his eye rolled gently down his cheek before hitting the ground and seeping into the dirt. The man looked away, “I am Ducem, I live in the outskirts of Tokyo if you need me.” Ducem turned and started to walk away, his coat fluttering in the wind. Reed stood up, his first clenched and his other grasping the sword. As he spoke his words trembled with anger, “Ducem… Who did this?” Ducem stopped and let out a sigh. He turned his head back with his chin right above his shoulder. “The Kotsuyamei Twins…” Ducem turned his back and walked off. Reed pulled the sword out and packed his clothes as he walked towards Tokyo.

He did not try to get there in the utmost haste. No, he tried to develop his skills before he got there. It was a long journey, 9 years on the road, learning from every battle. He fought with many great warriors but one day he fought a man with unfathomable power, it was truly amazing. As their swords struck sparks flowed everywhere, until Reed was knocked down by Kalen’s chi. Reed sat there on his rear and tucked his hair back behind his ear. He took off his shirt revealing his allegiance to the Red Dragons and put his hands together. He then spread them apart, only a little bit and created a chi ball, little lightning bolts crawled around the ball as he hurled it at Kalen. Kalen smirked cockily as he used his sword to slice it in half, “Is this all you got? Cuz if it is, then you’ll never be able to defeat the Kotsuyamei twins.” Reed has a bizarre look upon his face, “How… how did he know about them?” He then spoke aloud, “Kalen sir, how do you know about this?” Kalen nodded and threw him a long black trench coat, “You’re in TS now. I am in both the Red Dragons and The Syndicate, leader of both. But at that time, I was secondary to your father. We were in a fierce war with Dark Lotus, they were so strong, I can’t even believe we were winning… we were. One day we were in a battle, me and your father against two members from Dark Lotus. Somehow though we got separated, I made quick work of the member I was fighting but I couldn’t find where your father was. I then found Ducem hunched over the other Lotus member. We could tell that he had been killed by your father by the wound on his neck, your father’s sword sliced different from others. But we started to look for him, by the time we found him it was too late. We knew it was the Kotsuyamei cuz those twisted brothers, left there insignia on his chest, in his own blood.” Reed’s blood began to boil, as sweat rolled down his side and he slammed the ground, dropping the trench coat. Kalen tried to console him, “Listen, you can defeat them. It is prophesized that each Reijiro will be 10 times stronger than the one before him. If you are trained by your father though.” Reed punched through the ground as a small circle of ground dropped around his hand, “Those fiends, they did this so that way I wouldn’t get strong.” Kalen looked away and then back at Reed, “But… I can train you.” Reed looked up at Kalen and nodded. So the two headed off, to train harder than they had ever before.

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