Masiro Vilende

[Exile]

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A new twist
A turn
Something new
Something to learn

I drove my bike to the encampment through the forest that lay close by, hoping to distract myself from the state i found my apartment in, but mainly from the question, "Why"? No one but the grandmaster knew about my location, so investigation was easily ruled out. Ah well.

I shook my head and kept on driving. The forest of Kama was beautiful this time of year. The tree's were green and brown in their purest form. The creek that ran close by was filled with birds bathing. It's sound was easy to hear due to the silence of the bike which seemed more beautiful and powerful than ever before. The black sides, the handles, and the tires. Like a lion on wheels.

The moment continued for what seemed to be forever as i kept on driving along the main road. Perfection, tranquility, peace. Perfection. Perfection quickly torn apart as i heard a woman's scream coming from close by. Something was obviously wrong. I pulled my bike over along the side of the dirt road, grabbed the pistol from below my seat and walked into the direction of the scream.

I quickened my pace after hearing another scream, followed by another until i was all of the sudden running as fast i could. After no more than thirty seconds i entered an opening in the tree's through which a small creek ran. There i witnessed something that made my blood boil with anger in it's purest and sweetest form. I witnessed a man holding down a screaming and struggling woman. He was sitting on her legs and holding down her arms with force. Her clothes were torn open making a blood red cut on her arm visible.

My face turned dark as my murderous grin appeared on my just smiling face. I drew not my gun, but my knife and calmly walked up to the man who didn't seem to notice me. After what seemed an eternity i stood behind him. I lifted my knife up in the air, and planted it in the back of his neck forcing it out the other way. I twisted it, once, twice, again. It felt good. He fell with his face to the ground as i rolled him over, making him face me. I laughed like a maniac as i lifted my knife and started hacking all over his body. I kept going for nearly three minutes, then stopped. He had already died after the second slash.

The woman lying on the ground was unconscious. I quickly went to get my bike, parked it near her, ripped open my shirt and started binding her wounds. I waited for her to awake.

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