Date: Fri, 08 Aug 2008 08:35:52 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  97

Aoi did recover from his fatal belly wound with the strangely magic salve
from Meo, obtained by a mysterious Shaolin that also trained the boys after
Aso was kidnaped by Kon and the gambler. Aoi would help farm but he would
have dreams of the time he was stabbed in the belly by a long sword and got
off from it.  He never forgot that.

Having watched the entire escapade was Aso, from deep in the corn
stalks. He returned to his master Kon and his master Fatman, the gambling
king and by the way, Fatman was not fat. He was a hairy chested, hairy
bodied white man among the Asians. He was a 35 year old man who liked to
sit around and eat...and work out. These were the only things he ever did
besides running the entire gambling house to rob people of their money.

As they walked down a dirt road near a long line of thin trees, the
brothers--Alexi and blonde, Sun, You, Li, Brue, Meo the oldest at 26, and
Fush all kidded with each other and hit each other and punched each others'
shoulders, teasing. They carried bags of grain. Aoi got serious for a bit,
"Meo, why do they call the Fatman a fatman is he's not, well fat?"

"He's really the devil," You said, "A white devil."

Aoi nodded, "Then why not call him the White one?"  They laughed. "You know
it strange: the white one is from the dark place of hell and yet he 's
called white and I'm called the Dark One but I'm only dark in skin."  They
laughed some more.

You looked at him at this approached the small town's tiny square. They go
to the tavern restaurant. "Now you just let us do the talking, Dark One."

"You? I'm Dark One but you called me you."

"And will you please, PLEASE!...."  You yelled and grabbed Aoi's new golden
vest which hardly covered anything, certainly not his broad muscled
shoulders or his sticking out chest, "PLEASE STOP the you jokes???"

Aoi frowned and smiled at him and looked into his eyes, getting close to
You's face and hugging him around the back. "Okay, you, you said it. I'll
do it."

You sniffed, "And you smell of apple cider..."  He shut his eyes and tried
to get out of Aoi's grasp.

Aoi let him go and shrugged, "I like it."




"Now promise no more you jokes. They're not funny any more and they're
getting on my nerves! So please promise..."

"Okay, you, I promise."

Meo turned from the tavern stoop, "Like he said..."

"Who you?"  Aoi asked.

You rolled his eyes. "Hey, you promised!!!"  He put his hands out as the
other brothers passed by him and
 followed Meo and Aoi into the tavern. You shrugged his shoulders and
followed.

"Who you?"  Aoi called back. You sighed and went inside with his bag.

In the tavern, there were many people eating, drinking, and having a good
time. In the corner an old man was smoking some kind of strange pipe
attached to a large canister. Smoke began to fill the room.

In another corner, a figure in a blue robe sat, watching...

The brothers went over to a fat store owner to try to barter with their
bags of grain. Aoi eyed the old man and the blue robe on both sides of the
room. He looked up and saw a second level where rooms were but another
large area held other patrons who were eating. Almost all of them used
chopsticks.

Aoi watched the fat man talk to the brothers. He was telling them he didn't
want to trade any longer. Aoi noticed the man was sweating. Sun and Alexi
began to strike up a chat at a table of younger guys, their own
age. Apparently they all knew each other.  Aoi went to a small waiting
booth and leaned. He yawned, yet something...something flashed in his
mind. A little blonde boy, nearly nude, jabbing him by surprise in his
belly button while he was strung up on a web, back to it. Of a French boy
stabbing someone he wanted to fuck...oh no, someone he thought he wanted to
help. Someone he thought was a friend...being stabbed by someone...stabbed,
it all comes back to that. Aoi smiled as he20leaned his taut tight body
back, sweat rolling down his hip flexors. He puffed and all those memories,
if that's what they were, made him wonder. He looked up through the
smoke. "Meo! Alexi! Sun! Even you YOU!"

The brothers looked his way and then followed Aoi's gaze upward. Fourteen
male bodies were flying through the air, actually bundling themselves off
the top deck to the startle-ment of the patrons there. One man tried to get
up to see what was going on and one of the bodies thrust a short spear into
the man's belly and quickly whipped it out, for it was on the end of a thin
black whip. The man died as the warrior threw himself over the balcony. On
the ground, Aoi immediately took out his swords from his back holster and
confronted four of the warriors. He stabbed two down and they fell back,
their black hoods falling off.  "Japs!"

"That's right," the robe in the corner, purple, fell and from it came a
totally nude boy, moving nimbly, gracefully, like a dancing girl. With is
hair tied up behind him. "I am called Kano. They are those who would follow
me onto death...yours..."  The boy pointed a katana at Aoi.

"From Japan?"  Aoi asked.




"We are. I am. I am a Samurai....Kano is my name. Prepare to meet your
death, Dark One."

Aoi pointed his sword at Kano and turned, stabbing it into the hip of a
third warrior.  Aoi grinded the bone and moved his sword up the hip to the
more pliable skin in the belly and cut in and out. The warrior fell in a
heap. "Your face..."  He noted the white painted face of the nubile
boy. "You can sure use some sun yourself....Sun, come here..."

Sun gulped, "He...he doesn't mean it, does he?"

You moved over to his table, "No, Sun, it's a joke about your name, for
once he's made fun of someone's else's name, not mine."

"Quite,You," Alexi whispered, "Don't draw their attention."

 The 18 year old boy, Kano, walked around the room, moving past Aoi's
side. Aoi let him, turning. The warrior he stabbed slowly dropped in a
huff. "Still it is not me who dies in a heap. It is your friends."

Kano smiled, "You little you and your Chinese allies know us. I know not
where you come from, Dark One but I know I will send you to hell from where
there is no escape."

A flash of a red skinned demon boy hit Aoi's brain. His mind. He was
horrific. Demnos? Aoi shook his head and his hair flew. Kano smiled,
"You...this one..."  He looked at the brothers, moving his head all around.

Meo whispered, "He knows us..."

"If only all of us brought our weapons...."  Li said.

=C 2

Kano finished, "...is quite insane....by the way, Dark One, I teach you
before you die of the real customs of the Orient...My men are not my
friends, though some may call me lover and they are actually lovers of
me. They follow me because I am so beautiful..."

Aoi drew closer and Kano held his katana higher at Aoi's face, "You are,"
Aoi smiled, "Come here and let my sword give your belly a kiss...on its
lips..."

"I entrance them. I love them. They love me. I kill them if I have to to
get what I want. They follow me. I am their leader and I kill...better than
any of them.... meet them...Zatoichi."

A tall man with a muscled body and a belly button that was long stepped
from a red robe. He was one of the ones that landed. "Aye..."  He had two
long thin swords.

"Saburo..."




A short stocky Japanese man came from a black robe and took out two staff
poles which both had points on them. "Aye."

"Yojimbo..."

An average faced man with a great body, came forward from a blue robe,
dropping it and taking out his whip with a point. "Aye."

"YO, Jimbo, hi, Jimbo," Aoi waved with a free hand, "Hiya, I mean Yo."

Watching the warriors assemble around the entire tavern, You rolled his
eyes, "He's still making jokes."


Kano introduced the others, "Cart....Ogami...Tange...Wolf.... we are the
Samurai. Bushido. We are the born police. I was the first Samurai to know I
was in a strange land. These...Chinese savages do not even know..."

Aoi nodded, "I know...I know this is not the land they think it
is. Violenza...."

"A strange name but it is how we survive. To bring order to an order less
land," Kano said.

Aoi had another flash of Nolo. "It's been tried."

"Anyway, these men will follow me."

"Then let them follow you...."  Aoi ran at him and shoved one sword into
his belly button and drove it in and out and partially out, "Into total
belly button death!"  The good looking Japanese boy looked at him in fright
and fear and ....admiration. Aoi kissed him and gave him the tongue even as
he stabbed the inrushing Zatoichi in the belly button.  Aoi pulled it free
of Zatoichi and the man yelped like a stuck dog and fell to the ground to
wiggle out his death.

"It...it's good..."  Kano gasped as Aoi put his now free arm around Kano's
back. "...that they follow me..."

Aoi kissed him again, "You are ...MMMMMMM, I'd have even followed you onto
death..."

"As a honor, I tell you it is the Fat Man, who is not a fat m an, not even
a yellow skin....who hired me, us to slay you and the brothers. They want
the farm and the land and the profits and they want this entire townsfolk
to....toooo...."

Aoi shook him, "Tell me..."  The boy's eyes stood unblinking. "Never
mind..."




Kano shook up, "KILL THEM! KILL THEM ALL!"  Aoi let him go but cut him into
two full pieces using both his swords in a flash. As he did this, the
pieces fell before Saburo, who had rushed at Aoi too. Aoi used this and as
Saburo rushed, Aoi just lowered his swords and puffed his chest out...

"Think you can do what your master boyfriend orders of you! C'MON AND TRY!"
He waved his swords back as Saburo rushed, not blinking, "Samurai dogs!"
As he got real close, Aoi raised both swords and caught Saburo in his lower
belly and shoved upward from a straight arm move. Saburo's traditional
Samurai hat/helmet fell off as his head jerked.

"Oafffffffff!"  Saburo gasped and dropped his swords. He held his belly
together. Aoi churned. Mixed it up.

"Man, you got steel guts!"  Aoi laughed.

"HAI!"  Another warrior, Yojimbo ran at them. Aoi dropped Saburo's body and
turned to Yojimbo, mocking his HAI sounds as he meet him sword for
sword. They battled back and forth as patrons continued to run away. They
had f led once the battles started. Cart grabbed a boy from Sun's table and
gutted him. Wolf did the same.

"Nice belly button!"  Aoi said to Yojimbo.

"It's been elongated, a sign of honor...by my now dead master..."

"You master? Who's that? That kid Kano? I killed him!"  Aoi clanged sword
for sword against Yojimbo's. "I slayed him, I slew him, I stuck his belly
button!"

"It was he you just slew..."

Aoi rammed his shoulder into Yojimbo and sliced his upper arm open. Yojimbo
fell back onto a table. His swords fell. Using his uncut arm, he reached to
his sword hilt before it fell, he took out a knife from it.  His stomach
flexed and his ten pack tightened. Aoi got a great look at the double navel
made into one, it's upper and lower lips were pulled up and down to make a
long pill shaped navel, huge, almost looking like a battle ship. "Wow,
that's nice! I think it was worth the effort to make it
that...mutilated...so that I could mutilate it SOME MORE AND NICER! FEEL
THAT! AND ENJOY IT!"  With this he plunged a knife he took from Yojimbo's
own sword hilt into Yojimbo's tensed belly. He swished it around that
elongated button and withdrew and plunged again. He felt the wooden table
beneath Yojimbo as he jabbed it in hard and ripped through the back and out
the table bottom. A boy hiding=2 0under it saw blood drip out a hole and
then the point of the knife follow, "AGAIN AND AGAIN!"

"Annnnnnngara, and again! Dig for it!"  Yojimbo gasped.




"Sure so they can kill me?"  Aoi pulled the knife out and flung it into the
belly of Ogami, who jerked his head aback and fell, just as his dick fell
from his loin cloth and he collapsed. Yojimbo fell at the same time and
they hit each other, jerking a Japanese jig! Yo still felt as though the
knife was still in his abs in his elongated navel. He cam into the navel
and filled it like a canal. Ogami overflowed also and added his gism to the
river that splashed over the belly of Yojimbo.

"The brodas! Slay the brodas!"  Cart yelled and stabbed another innocent
boy at the table.

Wolf nodded, "But they are weaponless."

Cart dropped the wide eyed skinny tall kid he just gutted in the belly with
his knives, "We know them from the artwork that the other one at Kon's
Monastery showed us. They are there and weaponless or not, our master Kano
told us to slay em all!"

"I obey," Wolf flew at You but Aoi jumped too, slashing out at the eight
Samurai who were left.

Aoi landed between You and Wolf and Wolf looked down at his belly
button. Aoi's left sword was jutting into it, smushing it, "And we just
met.Wolf is it?"


"UH--HUH," Wolf gasped.

"Good I like to know names before I kill, sometimes. Sometimes I don't,"
Aoi put his palm on his chin, "Sometimes it good to not know..."  Aoi had a
flash of two boys, facing each other, a pair of swords between them. He
introduced them to each other, "Ahhh, what a cute couple, smile for a
picture, or on second thought, meet each other...."  Aoi remembered shoving
the two onto the swords from both sides. He shook his head, "I do so like
animals and wolves especially..."

Wolf smiled, "Let me live then...."

"Die with honor," Aoi said, "Wolves who are not human wolves, those I
like."  Aoi shoved the sword in some more, withdrew it and stabbed with the
other sword.  Behind him, You broke a chair apart and had a wooden spike
now.

"Dark One!"  You yelled as Cart came running so You met Cart's sword with
the wood but Cart easily and quickly broke it up with his sword work. You
was left standing with no weapon. Cart thrust but Aoi got between them and
took the sword to his navel.

"AHHH, that smarts! Smarts real goodahhhh!"  Aoi smiled. Cart smiled. Aoi
shoved both swords out at Cart's chest but at the last second moved them
down to Cart's belly, pushing forward onto the sword of Cart. The Samurai=2
0did not expect this and was awed by the swords in his navel just as Aoi
threw himself onto Cart's sword point, navel first. Cart could feel Aoi's
insides as Aoi moved. He felt the sword in his hand tremble as it gouged
into Aoi's innards. Aoi shoved the sword out Cart's back. "You like? I
like," Aoi said and pulled out.

"I don't die that easily!"  Cart yelled and fell. His head hit the wooden
floor and his eyes rolled. They stayed open though and he was unseeing with
them open. He was dead.


"Apparently you do," Aoi pulled You back to Meo and the other brothers, who
all joined at the bar.

You yelled, "We have to do something to help him!"

"There's six more!"  Alexi yelled, "I count six more!"

"And they after us!"  Fush yelled.

Meo smiled, "We will do something to help him."

Aoi swished his swords to keep the remaining six including Tange back. When
they were far enough away, they watched, with glee as Aoi pulled his loin
cloth off and tied it around his waist, painfully. It bled. Aoi held his
guts together with the loin cloth. He winced, shut his eyes, a Samurai
rushed forth. Aoi bent and held his swords up and impaled the Japanese
warrior on them, around his navel. He made a line up and down on each side
of it. Then he pulle d out, tied his loin cloth tighter.

"Oh, look," Sun pointed.

Aoi, as he tied his loin cloth tighter, bled some more over it but the pain
made him dick hard. It stuck out straight out and wet. Aoi smiled in the
pain and rode it as he made two lines above the navel and under the
navel. He then made them all intersect at the edges. He dropped one sword
and a Samurai got closer to get it or kick it out of the way. Aoi cut his
head off, clear off.  He faltered and almost fell, his right knee buckling.

Li yelled, "We need weapons!"

The tavern owner was covering his eyes and hiding by the bar, "Oh please,
no no no, forgive me. I didn't know! No, I meant for no trouble! I meant
for trouble!"

"Four left," You put his fist into his other hand.

Aoi used his free hand to reach into the warrior's cut belly and pull out a
large mound of meat and gore! He had cut a huge square out of the guy's
stomach and now pulled it out. He fell onto his back, throwing it at
another Samurai's face, entangling it in Tange's face. "Tange, tangled!"

You found the rest of the broken chair and the four legs were still intact
to the seat part. He ran to it, kicked at the leg points, making them
split. He grabbed it up and yelling, "HAIIIIIIIIIIII!"  Rushed it into
Tange0s body, the one point in the belly button and the other two on the
upper part (now an upper part as You aimed it that way) nailing into
Tange's nipples. You impaled Tange to the wall and he yelled, spitting gore
from the other warrior's belly out his mouth. He shook his head from side
to side in an involuntary way of dealing with the pain. You turned and saw
two Samurai coming at him. "Oh no, I've had it!"




"No, get that one, he on ground, ready to die like a dog!"  The other
Samurai said. There were four left and the other two reached toward a prone
Aoi. Aoi was laying on the ground, his arms were out, hands still on
swords. The closer two Samurai were ready to strike his hands off at the
wrists. But Aoi's hands let go of his swords, which clanged right next to
his body, side by side on either side. His hands went to his significant
belly wound.

"I like!"  Aoi gasped, "Finish me in my button! Slay me there, kill me
right in it. Plunge into me button!"

He shook and shivered.

The two samurai who looked at You, beyond him Tange's shaking dying body,
shrugged and turned to help the other two against the fallen Aoi. "You
later..."

Aoi called out, "Make no mo jokes about that name. You later..."  He
laughed and gurgled in pain. He turned his head from side to side too,
grunting and his hips left20the ground.

"Stab him!"  The Samurai near the first one yelled, "Stab him dead!"

"You fear him?"  The other two thought and one said it.

The one closet Aoi raised his sword over Aoi's chest, from the side. Aoi
grabbed up his sword on his left side, and jerked it up into the guy's bare
abs, at a 30 degree angle. He shoved. The other one rushed at him, behind
that stabbed one. Aoi flung the other sword and it went into the first
one's chest and out his back and into the one behind him's chest. Aoi
jumped up, one hand on the sword in the first one's navel and the other
holding his loin cloth from behind, keeping it tight around the belly so as
to hold it all in. "HA! FOOLED YA! I FOOLED YA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"  He winced
at his pain but his dick also winced, back and out and spat. Wet pre cum
moved aside for more generous helpings of white gell continuously splatting
outward now, Aoi's dick went straight up and shot a load at the ceiling.
Everyone's eyes went up. As they did, Aoi dashed to his own right, to the
other two Samurai and stabbed one. The other looked at him and dropped his
sword.

"Please please please, don't kill me!"

You yelled, "Kill him Dark One! Kill him!"

Aoi looked and handed him the sword, "No, you will kill yourself...."
    Aoi looked at him and raised his left side of his mouth in a wicked
half smile. The Samurai understood. He gulped and looked worried. Then he
steeled himself. He nodded with fierce eyes now, not wavering. The Samurai
got on his knees, and turned the sword to his own belly, holding it in his
fist. Aoi stumbled backward.

Everyone watched the other two Samurai abandoned by Aoi. They shook onto
each other, one behind the other. Dick entered butt. Jism went into ass
entrance and battle sweat there accumulated, made the dick slide in. Sword
in chests joined them. They jerked and jerked and died standing. Then fell
onto their sides in a grumbling heap. Their Samurai hats fallen before
them.


Aoi fell into the arms of Meo, who quickly took out a pouch from his larger
bag sack. "Hold still."

"Let me die this time, I need to feel it all the way through...through
me...through my death...."

A flash of memory: two giant muscle men spearing him and a Puerto
Rican. Jiggling on the end of spear with Puerto Rican face to
face. "Ni----OWWWWWWW-OHHOOOO-CE."  Aoi's dick kept shooting.

Meo yelled, "Sun, hold him!"

Sun got behind Aoi and lifted him. Aoi gasped, "Owwww, Sun that movement
hurt! No don't, I hurt! Do it some more!"

Sun ignored him and sat Aoi into his lap, which made it self hard as a rock
as soon as Aoi was down, not hard and stiff on purpose. "I will."

"You're gonna live whether you like it or not...."

"You does like it. You love me."

You looked at the dead Samurai, "He...he's amazing...."

"I stop making You jokes now..."  Aoi gave up the ghost and his body went
limp in Sun's lap and he fell back into Sun's chest. Sun held him up but
Meo rubbed the salve into Aoi's wound, having already removed the loin
cloth. The more Aoi went limp, the harder Sun got. He was wet under his
thong. His dick couldn't get any harder than it was. For some of that, he
felt embarrassed by his hardness over Aoi's death, over Aoi's hard tight
smooth body rubbing against his own, the corded butt cheeks...the smooth
sweaty and DARK meat...jerking against his own yellow flesh...

Without wincing once, Meo rubbed the mess. Sun told him to stop, "He's
dead, brother, stop now. It can do..."

Meo yelled, "No, I won't stop! He has to live. We need him....I need him to
keep us together."

You came over to them, "Feng trained us, if we had weapons...."

"We would avenge the Dark One and Feng also....!"  Sun yelled. "But he's
dead!"

"FENG."

Feng. Trained Trio. H e had somehow been here too. Trained the brothers in
the monastery before the monks were all killed off by the gambling
warriors. Feng. Aoi's mind felt Feng's mind. Feng said, "You have to go
back."


"Who am I?"

"You are what you are."

"Why? Why do ...do I like this sword in the belly button stuff?"

"I...do not know everything but that....you must find that out on your
own."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Feng. I knew you once. A few lifetimes ago. You are..."

"Feng! Yes!"  Aoi startled up and jumped out of Sun's lap.  Aoi jumped up
to his feet and saw...

The samurai poised the sword to his navel. Then he moved it down to his
lower extremities. He shoved it in and jerked it zigzag from side to side
in his bare belly. He stood up straight, proud. His eyes unmoving. He
couldn't really see anything. Yet he moved that sword to gut
himself. "Honorrrrrrrrrrrr...."

"Harikari," Aoi smiled, "I always wanted to see one of..."  He looked down
and felt up his own belly, "Huh?"  He looked down at Meo who looked tired
and full of exhaustion. "Again?"

"Yeah, again," Meo stood up, pulling himself up, "We need you. I need
you. To help against them.9 D

They tried to ignore the Samurai with the sword point poised at his own
belly. But none of them could. It was too hot. Even with all the death by
sword to the belly button they had seen, there was something about a guy
with a sword pointed at his OWN belly that drove all their dicks up. The
guy waited. They didn't think he would be able to do it.

"You out of salve yet??"  Sun stood up.

"No, not yet," Meo said, "But soon and Feng, the man who gave it to us is
no more."

"What? Happened? To? Him?"  Aoi wondered and heard a excruciating gasp. He
turned to see the Samurai with the sword deep in his guts and moving it
side to side. The guy couldn't move it any more. His hands fell off the
hilt. Aoi stooped and finished the guy's gutting for him. The guy's knees
bent, he rolled from side to side, weaving. He finally landed on his left
side and his kicking legs managed to scramble free from the trap they were
locked in. Aoi stabbed the sword right through him, "Clear!"  He laughed
and pulled it out. The warrior fell, head to wood. No seeing eyes but they
too remained open. "He die honorable."

The other brothers ran to him and looked at him. "You alright?"




"Ask you, why don't you ask me if I am alright," Aoi asked, laughing.

They groan ed at his bad joke. The store owner came to them, "I so sorry!
So sorry!"

Aoi pulled a sword from the gutted harikiri guy and put it to the fat man's
belly. "You, well not You, but you, store owner, are going to die. You knew
they were here in this place, ready to slay us!"  Aoi moved the man back to
the outside of the bar, "Now you dieee, jelly belly! I make goo jelly out
of your belly!"

The brothers moved back but Meo came to Aoi's shoulder and said, "Dark
one. He was not part of the trap. He was innocent. They would have killed
him too."  Aoi looked at the store man who was sweating and closing his
eyes, mumbling. Aoi sneered and pressed the sword.

Aoi sneered, snarled, "I want to so bad....one short jab into the fat man's
belly...."

"Please, he is innocent. He was caught up in this yes but he couldn't do
anything about it. They threatened him. Would you have wanted an innocent
man to die because of us...because of....you?"

Aoi had his mind filled again. Innocents. Many of them. Many of them
helped...by him? By a blonde and a Puerto Rican and him? Some innocents
joined armies and he and his friends killed them. Slowly and in the navel
mostly. They fight against Trio they die. They couldn't help but be part of
an army. There were others saved. Hundreds lived because of him. Boy in
cage with older man. Ol der man seemed to be the evil one. Wasn't. He was
the good one. Freed him and boy and killed the seemingly nice
guy. Innocents. That's the trouble...you never know how they are going to
turn out. He recalled a boy pleading with him not to kill him. "I just join
army today...."  "Bad timing," Aoi said and stuck him in the gut hole with
a sword.... Innocent...

"...innocent man to die because of you?"  Meo was talking.

"Not you, me," Aoi laughed and withdrew the sword, "Enough have died here
today. Beside, stabbing a fat guy is no fun, sexually any way. It's a
damned drag. A real turn off. You all learn that, no fat guys die ...except
this FatMan boss...."

You shrugged, "But he's not fat..."

"Precisely," Aoi nodded, putting his sword down. "This one is."

The store man collapsed against his bar and fell down it, unconscious,
having passed out.  Someone dumped some water on him. He didn't stir. One
eye opened to see if Aoi was gone. Then he feigned passing out again.

"We must go," Meo said, "Right now..."  He lead them to the exit and steps
down.

"Why? You need to barter for some more....hey, I want some more apple
cider."  Aoi winked at him.

Pointing to Aoi, You said,
 "Thanks to him, we have...to go train to beat the rest of the warriors who
will come to kill us."



"We have to find out who you are," Meo stated to Aoi.  He put his arm
around Aoi's back and started to lead him away.

Aoi broke free and looked back, "You? He's your brother!"

You nodded and puffed, "Cmon. Let's go train."

"Us with you?"  Aoi said. You ignored him and kept on walking after the
rest of his brothers, down the road. "What?"  Aoi shrugged and put his arms
out and hands flat, "Whad I say? I just meant you, you know you, that you
can do it, you can beat them all and if we stay together you and I..."  Aoi
realized no one was listening and they were off in the distant, "I didn't
say anything...."  He ran after them.

No one noticed the old man in the room blowing smoke. The old man had stood
up, dropping the robes and the pipe. The "Old Man" took off his grey beard
and moustache and gray hair, a wig. It was really young 18 year old Aso,
who watched them. He went to the door and watched his brothers and the Dark
One walk down the road....he would have to do something...follow and slay
them...or report to his masters---Kon and the FatMan at the taken over
monastery...

TO BE CONTINUED....