Ballad of the Samurai
Copyright© 2006 by Chaos Samurai
Chapter 14
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 14 - Arrian deals with a magical sword, his father's death. Helping his mother and sister accept this tragic event. All the meanwhile attending high school, in a new city. Where things can go wrong in an instant.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Teenagers Consensual Romantic Rape BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Extra Sensory Perception Incest Mother Son Harem First Anal Sex Pregnancy Size Violence
Kyori stared at the weapons the god held in his enormous hands. One was the biggest sword he had ever seen. Well, not totally true, he had seen it before when Arrian had been transported to this place for the first time. The other weapon was a monstrous axe. It spanned four feet from the tip of one edge to the tip of the other. The handle was at least seven feet in length.
Kyori look down at his Muramasa and smiled. As he did, the point of the blade pulsed a faint green glow. He looked back at Fujin with a small evil leer, before charging at him full-speed.
Fujin was surprised at Kyori's form of attack, he figured Arrian's sense of training and battle skills would be dominate in this being as well, he was wrong. That didn't mean he couldn't stop him. With an amazing display of agility Fujin, maneuvered the axe to block the sword attack.
The impact of the sword meeting the axe caused massive shockwaves that were felt by both fighters. So strong where the shockwaves that the fighters where thrown back. Fujin landed a few feet away none the worse for ware. Kyori however, could not be seen anywhere.
Fujin looked around, then quickly jumped to the side as Kyori slammed his blade down in the exact location Fujin had just vacated. Fujin spun around and swung the sword in his other hand at Kyori, who merely brought his sword up to block the impact, which pushed him back.
"You're lucky, had your sword not been magical, you would be dead." The god commented.
"Well, ass wipe, had your sword not been magical, it would have been split in two when you hit mine." Kyori retorted.
Without warning Fujin flung the axe at Kyori. The axe flew at him with tremendous speed all the while rotating in 360 motions. Kyori barely managed to evade the high-speed attack by dodging to his left side. No sooner had he dodged the axe, Kyori found Fujin was standing before him, and Fujin immediately swung his sword down
With impressive speed, Kyori gripped his sword with both hands and swung it at Fujin's. This time, despite the power of the clash, both figures remained face to face.
With what can only be described as a snarl, Fujin placed the bulk of his superior size on his blade, forcing Kyori to kneel slightly.
"No human has ever survived my spinning axe attack. I have to admit you are good, but you are not good enough."
Kyori held on as best as he could, this fucker would not defeat him, even if he were a god.
A faint green glow began to surround Kyori. Before long he and the sword were both glowing.
Looking up at Fujin with glowing green eyes he spoke, "I am not done yet, asshole!"
With a surge of power, Kyori pushed Fujin back completely sending the god stumbling backwards. Kyori stood before Fuji, still covered in a green glow.
Pulling his sword back in both hands he closed his eyes, the glow in the sword began to get stronger and stronger.
Fujin looked on in shock, he had not taught this being this technique.
How did Arrian... or Kyori for that matter learn of the... He thought.
His thoughts were cut short as Kyori, raised the sword over his head, and wind began to revolve around it. Fujin, raised his own blade over his head and it too began to draw on some sort of energy as it glowed, this glow however was a slight yellow.
Fujin also closed his eyes to control the energy he was gathering. Both opened their eyes at the same moment and yelled 'Gale Force!'
What seemed like whirlwinds seemed to erupt from both blades, and rushed toward their opposing side. When the attacks met, a gigantic explosion and a thunderous shock wave flew at both fighters...
Miranda sat in the living room at the Michael's home. She was amazed at the way she had found someone to love and care for her. She never figured she would have to share her loved one, but she found it odd that she didn't mind sharing. Maybe that is what troubled her more-- that she didn't mind sharing him.
She had to admit, Helen was gorgeous. Miranda had to admit Helen aroused her. She found everything about her, simply stunning. She knew she loved Arrian, but Helen was just sexual attraction, simply put: lust.
As Miranda was deep in thought, the object of desire walked into the living room and sat down right next to her.
"Are you excited about moving in?" Helen asked.
"To be honest, I'm nervous. I'm moving in with 'my man, ' he is 17 years old, he is having sex with his mother, is close to having sex with his sister, and probably soon with my own daughter. Let's not mention that he has a 5 year old step-daughter with his high school history teacher."
"Is that all that is bothering you?"
"Is there something else I don't know?"
"I meant his abilities or that freaky thing with his voice yesterday?"
"To be honest that..." She never finished the sentence.
"SHARON!" Helen yelled.
Sharon had been locked inside her bedroom ever since Arrian had returned from the hospital. Helen looked relieved, she hoped whatever plagued Sharon had subsided.
"Look, take the little bitch with you, she isn't fun anymore. They always end up boring me," Stuart told his lackey.
"No prob' boss. I think I will take her down to my place in Thoran and have the bitch make me some money before she becomes a major burden," said the lackey.
"I don't give a shit, just get her, and go!" Stuart bellowed as his eyes showed a slight red glow.
Jared Mackinney knew better than to stick around when his boss was pissed. He left as quickly and politely as possible, more to ensure his safety than to be well mannered.
As he made his way to the holding cells of the medical facility, he counted his luck; having a nice 14-year-old girl to put into his prostitution ring would really drive up business. At last, he made his way into the holding cell and looked down at his prize. He had to admit the little bitch was pretty.
Smoke made its way from the fallen fighters. Both were intact, it just appeared like they were sizzling on a pan. Fujin, began to stir first. His sword was planted firmly in the ground next to it was Kyori/Arrian's sword.
Fujin had to admit he didn't believe this human could have such power. He was truly impressed. He heard Kyori mumbling something unintelligent. He looked over and saw that Kyori was already up to his knees shaking his head trying to get rid of the dizziness.
What the fuck happened? Kyori thought.
Kyori looked over at Fujin and saw the god getting to his feet. Kyori mustered what strength was in his body and called his sword. Using it as a crutch, he got to his feet to face the god once again.
I cannot believe he still has the will to fight. He truly is an exceptional human. I hope he is ready for the task at hand. An amazed Fujin thought.
"Put down your sword samurai, you have proven your point." Fujin stated to dissuade the angry Kyori.
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