[Episode 41053] [Episode 41053]With a carefully controlled snap of her wrists, Ami brought the silver katana down in an over head cross-slash, moving slowly as she made small corrections in the strike before turning her wrist and cancled the move into a horizontal slash followed by a high guard. She continued on with the form with another 15 minutes, starting with slow movements before gradually picking up speed as the moves became more automatic, finished up with a high decapitating strike, taking a moment to imagine Gothwrain head flying off before sheathing her father's sword and turning to the Mercury computer, overlaying a holographic recording of her self over the instrucion form for comparason, noting wher mistakes and corrections. After she had left the senshi that night and swore a blood feud with the wererat leader, Ami check through some of her father's personal effects, finding several comprehensive spell books and his old family sword. Originally, she just wanted keep with the magic, having no experience in sword fighting, but with the plesant thought of literally ripping the bastard a new asshole changed her mind, as well as wanting to take revenge as Ami Mizuno, not Sailor Mecury.
Also, there was a rather plesant surprise when she checked the Mercury computer for instruction in the blade. As it turned out, the infamous Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu used by the Hirokiri Battosai of the Meiji era was actually devloped in the Silver Millennum and managed to survive the fall through the family of Hiko Seijuurou. While she knew that several of the advanced forms and techniques, including the Kuzu Ryu Sen would take years to master, espically after reading a very large warning (unlike a certain fat fuck of a panda) stating that attempting to use magic or other speed enhancers to shortcut around the basic training would have fatal consquences. As of now, Ami knew enough of the simple manuvers so she could handle the blade without inadvertenly cutting her own leg off.
With magic, she was devouring the tomes at a rapid pace, her father's dying gift boosting her natural abilites to where her normal form had the equivlent power of her senshi form. She already learned several ice spells and had revised a few, with her current favorite a variant on the Freeze spell that formed ice shards in a person's blood stream. After watching the overlay again, she was about to move on to magic studies when she saw someone out of the corner of her eye.
"Setsuna, I already told you." Ami said barely consealing her rage as she looked at the were-tiger. "Gothwrain comes first. Until then, you'll have to do with out me."
Setsuna was a little disturbed at the glare Ami shot her, completely different from the quiet brain she used to know. "But Ami, Claudus has given us no other option, you're revenge will have to wait." she said, trying to comfort her. "I understand what you are going thro..OOOOOOFFF."
Sufice to say, when Iceron created the weretigers, he designed them with an incrediable amount of stamina, making them capiable of taking most forms of punishment. Take how Tigera survives the thirty Kapowies a day from Shelia. However, there were holes in the natural defence.
Such as getting sucker-punched in the stomach by a pissed off were-rat.
"DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE SAY YOU UNDERSTAND, YOU MANIPULATING BITCH!" Ami roared as Setsuna stared in shock, both with the lanuage she was using and her eyes, which had taken on a distict gold hue that she had only seen on profesional killers like Aoshi Shinamori, Hajime Saitoh, or Himura Battosai. "None of you, espically that ditz of a princess bothered to understand me. Do you care to know why I always keep to myself, hmmm? It's because the simple reason for whenever I poke my head out for one freaking second, FATE DUMPS A FUCKING TRUCKLOAD OF SHIT RIGHT IN MY FUCKING FACE!!!!" she shouted before continuing.
"First was my father being ran into hiding, then becomming socially isolated, just because I was smater than everyone else. Next was finding out I was the reincarnated soul of an ancient warrior, but it ment following the biggest crybaby in human history and abandoning my dreams because of the fucking dictates of a frigid ice-bitch WHO PROBABLY HASN'T BEEN PROPERLY LAID IN THE LAST MILLENNUM!!" she said, now near tears. "And now, I had the best moments of my life die in my arms, because some paranoid bastard couldn't accecpt someone who's presence threatned him being top dog." she choaked out before harding her resolve and forming crackling ball of etherial energy in her hand.
"Now. Get. Out. Of. My. Sight." she hissed as the Senshi of time drooped her head in resnigation and slipped back into the timestream. Back at the gates, she remembered a horrible vision she had the night Hikaru died. One where Furry Tokyo was established, but in a bloody war similar to the fall of the Tokuagawa dynasty but expanded to a global scale, complete with genocide of the wererat clans that followed Gothwrain rather than the purification. And in the midst of it all, one name was feared world wide, even by Neo Queen Serentity.
Mizuno Ami
The Ressurrected Battosai
AN: This is a heavly modified version of an old post of mine, only this time I corrected the mistakes I made with that one. Thanks to DragonsID for several of the ideas as well as the others who pointed out my errors. Hopefully this one will work.
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