Samurai Champloo Fan Fiction ❯ Reflections ❯ The Penultimate Battle ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: It has come to my omnipotent attention that I am not the only one after Mugen. . . I must eliminate the competition. How to get rid of the bodies. . . oh and yeah I don't own Samurai Champloo. Now, back to business. . . bodies.

 

(A/N: This ones gonna need some splainin you know. The three brothers didn't come with ready made names so I took the liberty of giving them some. The guy with the eye patch is called Hitotsume which means one-eyed monster in Japanese (i think). The dude in the wheelchair is Kurumaisu which I hear means wheelchair and the gimpy brother's name is Muzumuzu which I think means to be impatient but I just liked how it sounded. Okay, continue)

 

Reflections: The Penultimate Battle (various POV)

 

“ Life is such a bitch sometimes. You go and make a really long journey only to have the whole thing blow up in your face as you reach your final destination.”

 

 

Kurumaisu:

 

There he is, the brute, looking as filthy and barbaric as the day fate brought us together when he took my leg and trapped me within my own mind. The same unkempt hair, the same lowly markings, the same disregard for the lives around him.

 

Maybe not the same, exactly. A little older perhaps, softer. He no longer has the same amount of anger and absolute hatred for the world around him. His eyes give him away. Too bad for him, he'll need it against Hitotsume. Today he will get his comeuppance. We've got his bitch and I can tell from the mongrel's expression that he wants the wretched little thing back. Hitotsume chose well in her. No other would have served as well.

 

Ah, but he is wet and bleeding. And where is Muzumuzu? Oh yes, of course, my youngest brother was never a patient one. He has been dispatched. Another notch on the pirate's cursed belt no doubt. His past must be littered with bodies and broken lives. My poor brother, he will be missed and avenged. But he was far too uncontrollable, it was only a matter of time. The encounter with the pirate so long ago affected us all. Were I still able to move I may not have been able to wait to kill him either.

 

What must be going through his mind at this point? What insight graces the heart of the unrepentant condemned at the time of their execution?

 

 

Hitotsume:

 

Well, well, so he actually showed up. I'm surprised. From what the girl told me, he had no honor. She was either wrong or buying time. It doesn't matter, the ass dies today one way or another. He has taken too much from us and the world won't miss him.

 

He is a rat. Scurrying around the face of the earth. Infecting and killing everyone he meets. Covered in corruption and reeking of the filth of humanity. Resistant to death but for the most base and violent means. That is the doom we shall deliver today. Here in the home of this HEATHEN GOD!

 

Hmmmm, his steps falter, clearly Muzumuzu gave him a harder fight than even I would have expected. This will work in my favor. But I will play with him first, no need to rush the inescapable. I will prevail.

 

 

Mugen:

 

Shit, I've seen that look in more men that I've killed than I care to remember. This bastard's fucking crazy. Psychos are always harder to kill. They have no fear. Hell most of them think they're fucking invincible. This is gonna get real ugly real quick.

 

Where's Fuu? Oh shit, she's hurt. He beat the shit outta her. That fucking prick! My body tenses as I sense it. The rage, I feel it bubbling up from deep inside me. It'll keep rising until it spills out and splatters everything around me in his blood. I can smell his life rushing through his veins, If I get my fucking way, It'll be all over the floor. This is Mukuro's fault. When I see him in hell, I'm gonna kill 'im again and again.

 

Even with these thoughts crowding my head I manage to keep my expression calm and my voice steady. I don't know how I do it, but there it is.

 

Time to get serious. What would fish-face Jin do? Look around, see what's goin on. GODDAMNIT, it's so fucking hard. All I can see is Fuu tied to the cross thingy. She's gotta get lost before I can do anything. Once she's safe I can focus on ripping his guts out through his nose and feeding 'em to 'im. I wanna smile at the mental image but it'll just ruin the moment.

 

It takes everything I have not to shout the next words outta my mouth but he's got a blade to her neck and a knee-jerk reaction could kill her.

 

“Sorry buddy, time to give her back now.”

 

 

Fuu:

 

I felt my eyes widen until I thought that they might pop right out of my head. I can't believe he actually came. I see him there with the sun at his back but I still can't believe he came. He is beautiful and if this jerk decides to kill me now I can die happy, having received his love.

 

But my happiness fades as he agrees to stay if I am let go. Instead of putting his sword on the ground he throws it at me nonchalantly. I silently thank him for taking my life because this world would be nothing without him. I have a moment of shocked disbelief when I hear the sword strike the wooden cross and I feel no pain. He missed. But clarity came soon when the ropes that had bound me slithered to the ground taking me with them and landing in a heap.

 

I get up and stumble to him trying to ignore the aches and pain from the beating I had just received. I have every intention of staying though I don't know what I could possible do to help. I stop just short of him but his eyes never leave Hitotsume. Even when he speaks, he never looks at me and it hurts.

 

“Get outta here.”

 

“But Mugen. . . “ I start.

 

“Get outta here.” He says louder this time “ You gotta meet your Sunflower dude. I'm gonna take care of this guy.”

 

 

Mugen:

 

I want to say more to her. There's so much to say. But I gotta take care of business first. And I can't bring myself to look at her cause if I did I might not be able to control myself. What that assassin said was true; I need to be able to use my brain in a fight, my instinct ain't always gonna help. But as usual she's being a pain in the ass.

 

“But Mugen I can't leave you.” She has no idea what those damn words mean to me. Me, a guy no ones ever loved. I probably coulda kissed her if it wasn't so fucking dangerous right now. So I keep my eye on the prize and imagine every horrible death he could possibly suffer.

 

“Don't give me that crap.” I tell her, “ Listen to me, I'm gonna be pissed off if we came all this way for nothin. Now get lost.” She doesn't understand that she's just gonna be a distraction to me.

 

“I can't, what if. . .”

 

“I'm not gonna die. . . have some faith in me willya?” Honestly, it's not like she's never seen me in a fight. Why'd I have to fall in love with her?

 

“Oh, Mugen.”

 

“Beat it. . .” She's just standing there. “Go on!” Fuckin A why won't she leave? “I SAID GO!”

 

Finally she runs off. I see her from the corner of my eye. She never looks back, good for her.

 

Now I can do what I gotta do. I see his weapon clearly now and there's something funky about it. I gotta be careful cause I don't have my sword and til I can get to it I'm screwed.

 

 

Hitotsume:

 

It's pathetic what this wild mutt has become. Almost a lap dog to her.

 

 

Mugen:

 

I've never seen a weapon like his before. It almost looks like a scythe but shorter. He's shifting to the left, he'll make his move soon. Good cause I don't know how much longer I can take his bellyachin about how life's been so fuckin unfair to him. He has no idea what unfair is.

 

Unfair is being born innocent on the Ryukus. Unfair is having to fight for survival every step of the way and in the end, what does it get you? Abso-fuckin-lutely nothing. Unfair is having to take this crap for something I was dragged into. And unfair is knowing that Fuu is too fuckin good for a guy like me, but shit, when has that ever stopped me?

 

Any second now he's gonna pounce. . . a flick of his wrist and . . . WHOA! WHAT THE FUCK?! There's a damn chain hidden in the shaft. That means his reach is three times what I'd originally thought. Man, I'm really screwed now.

 

Time to go into evasive action till I can figure out how to get past this bastard. Good thing there's lotsa crap to hide behind. . . Oh shit. Damn I messed up. He's got my arm wrapped in his chain. Okay this puts a crimp in my style, but I can work through it. Arghhh, this fuckin hurts. Goddamnit. Now I'm getting pissed off. I need to get away from the chain.

 

I do a back flip to dislodge the chain from my arm but now what? I still don't have a sword. I gotta get behind something. . . “Uhnnnn” Shit, he cut me. Crap he got me in the gut. The pain is blinding and I get down on my hands and knees trying to fight through the haze.

 

 

Kurumaisu:

 

Look at him, on his knees like a common animal. What an appropriate simile. I hope that Hitotsume doesn't plan on killing him just yet. It is so satisfying to see him in such a state.

 

 

Mugen:

 

Damn, I don't know how much more of this I can take. He's coming up on my right side now, I can hear his footsteps and I can hear his blade dragging along behind him but I can't move out of the way. I'm paralyzed by the pain.

 

I fall to my side as he kicks me and I scream as he jabs the butt end of the staff into the wound in my hand. I can't do anything as he puts his foot on my face. Damn! I'd give my right eye if he'd just shut the hell up so I can think! Finally he gets off of me. I make a break for my sword but he keeps swinging the blade so I can't get close enough to grab it.

 

Ah shit I did it again. I let him get his chain around my arm. What the hell is wrong with me? I'm so focused on getting my sword that I forget about the chain. Well I know how to get out of this. Arghhhh! My arm is dislocated. I might not make it out of this alive. No! I have to make it out. She's gonna need me to protect her.

 

The thought of her gives me strength as I put my plan into action. I pitch up against him to make him think that I'm done in. He slams me into a beam and goes on with his stupid ass speech about how I disgraced his family. I listen to him, just to buy myself time and make him get comfortable.

 

Now it's my turn bitch.

 

“WHAT A LOAD OF CRAP!” His eyes get wider. Good, that means he's listenin.

 

“You dumb dickhead. When it comes to living with disgrace I wrote the book. There ain't a damn thing a loser like you could ever teach me. Want me to have a taste a how you feel? Then quit talking like a pussy. When you point a sword at someone either you kill them or they kill you. There ain't no in between. Now I'm tired of all your pissin and moanin so why don't you shut up and get over it!”

 

Perfect! He's totally distracted. Now's my chance. Time for my ace in the hole. I pull out the dagger that is always hidden in the bottom of my sheath and throw it at him. I miss on purpose so that he looks away. Now's my chance to get my sword. After that It'll be over for him. I scrabble over the rubble from the rotting church. I have to fight to get my sword out of the cross cause I've only got one good arm. That bastard!

 

Now that we're both armed we can finish this.

 

He's still swinging the blade around like a madman. He's gonna take this building down before too long. There it goes, the building's coming down. Shit. Lucky I got under some crap before I got crushed. Hopefully that dumbass died in the collapse.

 

It just figures, I'm not a real lucky guy. There he is. I've had enough of this shit. I run away from the building to draw him onto open ground. I'll have a better chance to kill him then. This is as good a spot as any I guess.

 

I turn and dodge his weapon and as I come up I throw my sword over his head so that it sticks itself in the sand behind him. Make him think I missed, the asshole. Then I run to him and stop just short of his face. He has no room to use his weapon so I'm pretty safe.

 

“This is where you die!” I go on a handstand and kick his blade where my sword is. I move behind him and hook my legs under his armpits. Then I pull him down until I have him in a pile-driver position. I fall back so that he is now on top of me. I make him think that he has the upper hand but that's his mistake.

 

I get a hold of his weapon's staff and pull as hard as I can. It hurts like a bitch. But I can feel the tension in the chain as it get caught on my sword. I can hear the blade flying through the air as it makes its way back to us.

 

I've got him now.

 

 

Kurumaisu:

 

NOOOOO! Hitotsume. He took Hitotsume's head off.

 

Damn him and his black heart. It is up to me now. Damn but he is like a cockroach. No matter, I have a surprise for him. I'm not as helpless as I may look.

 

For him, I will take no chances. I will die in the process but it is a small price to pay to know that I have taken his life. There is a gun in the arm of my chair. BANG! I've hit him in the back. Too bad, I was aiming for his heart, but it is too high and I cannot move the gun.

 

He turns around and sees me. His eyes widen in understanding when he sees the smoking barrel. Now he is making his way towards me. He is stumbling. Good. When he gets closer I will light the fuse on the cache of dynamite that I have hidden in the bottom of the chair. Almost there, just a little closer.

 

NOW!

 

Mugen:

 

Now what?! Damn, that's a lotta dynamite. Fuckin A I'm too close.

 

I try to get away from the blast, but it hits me and my entire body feels like its just run into a brick wall at a hundred miles per hour. I'm sure I've broken every bone that I have. The last thing that I hear as the darkness claims me is her voice. I love when she says my name.

 

 

 

 

 

(A/N: Okay that took me long enough to write. I hope that I did the episode some justice. I'm not real good at fight scenes and it was a bitch to do it in first person. What was I thinking? Oh well, please please please review my story. Thank you for reading it. Neko out)