Swordmaster's Apprentice

Swordmaster deciding

Me and my bro searched the dark damp streets on our way to Rory fucking Harris's house for our runaway sister. We were about a mile from the house when I struck up a conversation.

"So...When did you finally come out?" I asked Borgis as I drove and searched. He nearly fell off the, too big for his slim body, seat.

"uuuum...I don't understand what ever do you mean?" Borgis said as he pulled on the tight collar of his tight shirt. Even without feeling his nervousness I could tell he was nervous.

"Haha, dude come on I knew it once you kissed georgie next door at your fifteenth birthday party." he garumphed then about loud mouths keeping their mouths shut. i got a good four minute laugh out of that one.

"so...what do you think then?" he asked quietly after a few seconds of awkward silence. I glanced over quickly. He was doing his thing where he plays with his bangs because he was nervous.

"You can do what you want I see you are already your own man by now." I said as I turned to Rory's street. Borgis looked to my face and I knew he saw truth in my eyes because he turned forward again and simply nodded. When I saw Rory's house it didn't feel right. Like something was wrong I turned away from the street and I felt a resonance in me. I continued to drive like that until we got to the old park that we three played at when we were really young. I got a feeling she was close so I turned toward the feeling straight into an empty parking lot. I set my beauty in park and got out. I headed to the back where I stored all my goods, and by goods I mean highly dangerous and illegal weapons. I popped the trunk expecting to see my sawed off shotgun and my wraps I used when practicing my martial arts, instead I found a baby stroller and a carseat full of pacifiers. I started rummaging through the trunk looking for anything I had left there. After looking for a few minutes i turned and screamedat the top of my lungs. When I looked back down. I saw a scared looking Borgis gripping a broken pipe. I grabbed the pipe out of his hands and pointed to my car with it.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?" I screamed.

"well, Frank needed a bigger car for the new baby so we got a few guys and wrestled the garage door open and he went through all your stuff throwing it all out, I warned him, I did. I secretly saved them and brought them in that big duffel bag on the passenger seat." he said quickly.

wait what? I headed up to the front and sure enough there was a huge duffel bag on his seat. How did I miss that? I grabbed it and looked through it.

"dude, why are my nunchucks sparkly?" I pulled them out and showed them to a smiling Borgis.

"they were ugly you should thank me." he said as grabbed them and tried to flip them around. he failed miserably. He ended up with a big bump on his forehead.

Borgisrubbed the bump a bit then looked around with a confused look on his face."uum, Rory's house is a few blocks away. why are we here?' he followed me as he asked the question.

"I have a feeling she's here. That's all." I answered. Borgis opened his mouth to argue and then closed it and shrugged. I was known to have these weird feelings about somethings and I was always right about them. I followed the feeling to behind a dumpster and saw two people... eh hem "wrestling'. I turned to Borgis and told him to avert his eyes. I almost blew it off until one of the people, the male specimen and his "male specimen", (borgis got a good look of him) got up and spoke in a squeeky, rat like voice.

"Alia, I told you not to resist. I said I would haveyou and I always get what I want." Rory fucking Harris said to the girl laying there crying, naked and bleeding on the pavement as he got dressed. I looked closer and noticed the chestnut hair, the scar on her tummy, and especially the birthmark on her back in the shape of an eagle. I dropped the bag and cracked my knuckles. Rory turned at the sound and smiled cockily as he gestured for me to come forward.he raised his fists sloppily. Someone was about to die. Painfully. But before I could step forward the guy from the highway stepped into the light from out of nowhere and patted Rory on the shoulder. He turned away from me and to him.

"Hello, you are the infamous Rory Harris correct?" the man asked. He was dressed in an asian man dress and had both hands in the large sleeves.

"Yeah, whatsittoya assface?" Rory said cockily to the man as he put on his, way too tight, shirt.

"Oh, lack of manners. one demerit. I apologize for intruding upon your not begun duel but I was told  you were a true warrior and "the best fighter in town since Psycho Grotz left" He read the last bit from a notebook he pulled from his left sleeve. "I have come to test your Steele." The guy in the man dress said then he drew a katana from his sleeve...yeah a freakin katana! I wanted Rory hurt badly but not dead he didn't deserve a quick death. I wanted revenge. not a blood bath

The man brung his blade up and swung down quickly. I ran as fast as I could picking up a metal rod on the ground and tried to deflect the sword. It cut through the rod like butter. holy crap that's a sharp sword.

"You dare interfere in a man's duel?" the dress man yelled at me.

I thought quickly and just started spewing words out.

"There is no need to kill him sir. he's just a bad person. He has a family and they love him." I couldn't believe I was defending my sister's rapist. No I am a better person then who I was I will let no man die unless they deserve it......still going to torture him though.

"What is your name defendant?" The man asked as he pulled the notepad out of his sleeve.

"I am known as Nikolai Grotz." I don't know why I was speaking like an old dude. I also heard Rory tense behind me. Oh, he knew he would still get it. He fell to the ground with a running amount of fear and mumbles spewing forth from him. good.

Alia heard me say my name and sat up still crying. she tried to cover herself with her hands but it didn't do much. I pulled off my hoodie and handed it to her carefully. When I bent to give it to her she put her left hand on my cheek and looked from my stunning green left eye to mydull grey right.

"Oh, my god it is you." She began to cry again as I placed the hoodie on her shaking shoulders. It was like a dress on her going all the  way to her thighs. She had gotten skinnier, not good. She fell into Borgis's outstretched arms.

"But I am also known as Nicky." I said as I turned to the man again. The man wrote something down.

"Hello Nikolai, I must say you show much on a first impression. compassion, compatibility, skill, bravery. I dare say you are better than the weasel at your feet." he said to me as he wrote in the notebook.

"hey" Rory stood up insulted. i growled at him like a wolf and he fel back down scared.

"Are you in a mentally stable state of mind?" he asked politely. Strange first question. he just saw Rory finish raping my sister, mefaceoff against him, cover her in a hoodie, and Rory was still cowering in fear at my feet. I feltout and all i feltfrom him was curiosity.

"Ummm... yeah I would say so." I answered confused.

"hmmmm. I see the hate in your eyes for this one." he gestured to the still tense and still Rory."Why not let me duel him? Are you stronger than him? do you want to take his place?" he asked in an interested tone.

"Well...I do hate him, he just raped my sister. But he can fight his own battles, and a duel needs two fair participants he has no weapon." I gestured to Rory laying there next to Alia who laying crying in Borgis's arms. He tried denying it but Borgis gave him a nice left hook as he opened his mouth. My brothers grown well. "But his family would miss him if he lost. a lot. So he needs to live for them." I huffed after answering feeling the words ring true as I heard myself say them.

"Hmmmm, I like you boy-" mysterio said to me as he put away his notepad.

"Thank you sir. Well goodbye." I interrupted him as I went to pick up Alia but as I bent down a sword appeared in front of my face. I looked up and followed it to his arm and then looked up to his face. He put his finger up near his face, waving it back and forth and clicked his tongue as it went left and then right.

"I like you boy." he repeated "therefore I shall have you as my apprentice." he said smiling at me like it was an honor.

"ummm thank you sir but no thank you I just-" I stopped speaking when I saw he had Alia in his left arm and the sword was against her neck. I growled as my emotions ran high. I had just gotten her back. I was in Overprotective brother mode now.

"Much like that boy." he pointed to Rory with the sword. "I intend to get what I want but I want consent of the disciple or I will be shamed by my doings." he said as a line of red trickled down Alia's neck.

"and blackmail is not shaming in the least?" I growled at the black haired man. I took a step forward and the blade burrowed deeper in her neck. I took a step back and it came back out.message sent nobody move.

"Blackmail is nothing to me I still have manners while blackmailing. I want two things... no I NEED two things. an apprentice." he pointed to me. "and a blade for him. I can get the latter so I need the former. I will give you the day to decide. your life will be mine or her's will. See you at the piper's piping."

And he vanished into thin air. I turned and looked from Borgis to Rory
"Now what bro?" Borgis asked me as he cried inot his expensive looking shirt.

"We setmeup for an apprenticeship get Alia back And ditch town." I answered Borgis as I stepped over Rory."You on the other hand are going to be beaten severely then turned in for rape." I pulled rope from the bag and pulled it taut. "You have no idea how much I have wanted to do this." I began tying Rory up hands first then his feet.

"Is this about the Reebar thing I'm sorry for that it healed didn't it." I didn't answeronly continued wrapping him up like a mummy.

I picked him up walked to my car and threw him in the back.

"Where are we heading?" Borgis asked again

"I got ass to kick Lil bro, and you're gonna help." and we set off to get my family back.