• Bloody Night
    A blood red moon illuminates a blood soaked ground with a dark silhouette holding a blood stained sword. A dense fog set in as a figure walks toward the man. As the lone figure gets closer it appears to be a man with bronze hair and wearing long gold flowing robes.
    “Your orders have been carried out master,” says the dark silhouette as he kneels before the man with a black spectral shape protruding from behind him.
    “Excellent work, Yukio,” says the noble man as he stops in front of the kneeling samurai, who now appears to be in elegant blood red armor.
    “Rise, Yukio,” commands the noble man as he stares at the gruesome scene before him.
    “Master Seiko your wish is my command!”
    “Did any of the family members escape, Yukio,” inquires Seiko.
    “No, Master the whole family was eliminated,” states Yukio emotionless.
    “Excellent,” says Seiko pleasantly content observing the horrific scene of bloody body parts slung all over the blood stained yard.
    “May I take my leave, Master,” inquires Yukio?
    “Yes, be on your way,” commands Seiko
    “Having a pleasant evening Master,” states Yukio emotionless.
    As Yukio slowly walks away, his emotionless mask begins to crack sending cascading tears down his face. A vile insane laugh can be heard from Seiko, as he stands in a yard filled with the blood of innocents. Threw out the distance blood retching screams can be heard from other poor defenseless souls, as they are massacred on the Feast of the Dead.
    ~Elsewhere~
    A midnight black castle bathed in a blood red light of the moon can be seen on top of hill surrounded by silver weeping trees. In the darkness a figure appears out of the darkness. As it glides across the sky its shape changes into that of an elegantly horrendous bat. The bat flies towards a drearily illuminated castle window in the highest castle tower. As the bat approaches the window a man appears in the window’s light and opens the massive windows embodied in silver. The bat rests on the window sill and slowly begins a horrific transformation into a man. As the man finishes his transformation, he appears in a blood red flowing robe with short spiky silver hair. The man steps off the window sill and into a room filled with piles of scrolls and books with a desk in the center. A man illuminated by candle light, stands from the silver embodied desk and approaches the man.
    “Welcome to my castle, Lord Washi,” says the man, while embracing him in a hug.
    “Let’s get down to business, Lord Tai,” bellows Washi as he returns the embrace.
    Lord Tai and Washi return to the desk and see an unrolled scroll. As they peer at the scroll, the words “arranged marriage” begin to come forth. Lord Washi picks up the paper and begins to read the contents of the paper that would seal his son’s fate.
    “As we have agreed Amaya, will marry Seiko,” inquires Tai.
    “I believe that as we speak Seiko is performing the Blood Rite,” states Washi.
    “What, why would you have your own son condemn, so many people to death,” inquires a horrified Tai.
    “So that I can insure my ultimate rule, as supreme Warlord of these kingdoms,” states Washi manically.
    As Tai finishes signing the arranged marriage scroll, Washi draws his pitch black sword. He then raises his sword to deliver the fatal decapitating blow, but Tai draws a brilliantly blinding sword of holy light. The holy light blinds Washi for a split second allowing Tai to defend himself. A deafening screech of metal is heard as the two warriors perform an elegant battle to the death. Washi performs sword strike after strike, but Tai defends each strike perfectly. Washi starts to push Tai back, until Tai’s back hits the icy black stone of the castle window. Tai stumbles backwards as Washi performs the deadly strike and with a sickening crunch of bone, Tai falls lifelessly to the ground. Washi briskly walks across the black marble room to the silver illuminated desk to retrieve the marriage scroll. As Washi opens the door, pounding of metal against marble can be heard cascading against the marble floors. Washi processed to jump out the window and fly away into the darkness.
    ~Elsewhere~
    A dark silhouette reclined against a weeping tree. A dense fog set in as a lone figure walked toward the weeping tree. As the lone figure gets closer it appears to be a woman with long white hair and wearing a long, shapely, elegant gown.
    “Thank you for meeting me, Queen Yoshino,” says the dark silhouette.
    “Why have you called me here, Yukio,” inquires Yoshino as she stops at the base of the tree. Yukio grins psychotically and appears out of the blood red fog.
    “Answer me, you god damn mutt,” snaps Yoshino darkly.
    “Yukio’s grin turns into a malicious snarl as he slowly draws his blood red katana.”Why to kill you of course,” he replies maliciously.
    She looks on in horror as his eyes begin to glow blood red and she whimpers out,” W-w-why!?”
    He replies darkly,” Because you destroyed my Life!” Her eyes widen in horror as he raises his sword. The scenery slowly fades away in to utter darkness.