Honor

Honor: Prologue, Our End.

We are the Bushido Clan, we live among an island to the south-east of japan we call it "Saku" the blooming land. All of our people live happily amongst each other, friends to one another family to the next. Our land is very colorful with all kinds of flowers blooming all year long, each have a new color, and a new sent. Our land wasn't big but our family was. despite being samurai we loved one another and have never fought. Until now.

There was an old folk tale of the Sen clan. Told to be a force of samurai that took land and killed the innocent. Their well known story told of them to be blood thirsty beasts, and power hungry pigs. With this being an old folk tale we told it to our children as a bedtime story, But we all knew it was fake. Burning villages, Brutally murdering the old and young, taking their land and gaining power as they took each step. It seemed like an old story someone came up with back then. That's what we believed. Before.

The Sen Clan docked among our land at night. They burned a smaller village of ours. Waking to the deathly screams of our people we rushed to the scene. The fire so bright it was hard to look for to long. the screams of our people as their skin burned and died. The Sen Clan... Demanded our land just like the tale.  Dressed in big black armor, their symbol stained with blood on their chests and heads. their sharp katanas readied in their hands. Their faces crunched up into the most evil grin. 

Our people don't give up in a flash, they fight back. Two woman and one man arose to the scene with wakizashi's in their hands ready to strike. One of the Sen Clan members cut off the heads of our people. and stained their armor with more blood. At that moment we knew that peace was temporary and that the timer was ticking all along. This was our end.