This oni, I asked the girl, whose gaze I could still feel on my back. Where is it?
The temple, she replied, and her voice came out slightly choked. At the top of the mountain. It killed everyone there and set the whole place on fire. Nothing is left.
My spirits sank. If the demons had attacked and destroyed the temple, then the scroll was already gone. Destroyed, or in the hands of the oni. Setting my jaw, I headed into the trees. I had to see if the scroll was still there, if I could save it. And if the oni did indeed possess the scroll, I would challenge the demon and take it back, or die trying.
Baka! Something grabbed the hem of my jacket, tugging me to a halt. I spun, barely stopping myself from drawing Kamigoroshi and slicing my assailant in half. Didnt you hear me? the girl asked, her dark gaze now wide with fear. Theres an army of demons and an oni that way. If you go to the temple, theyll kill you, like they did everyone else.
Her eyes watered, moisture spilling down one cheek. I suddenly understood. You came from the temple, I stated quietly. You saw everything.
She nodded, swiping a dirty sleeve across her face. Everyone died, she whispered. I barely got away. My master sacrificed himself so that I could escape. He fought the oni himself, though he knew it was going to kill him.
What were the demons after? I asked, watching her closely. Perhaps, if she had come from the temple, she knew about the scroll, or where it was located. Why did they attack? I pressed. Did they take anything?
For just a moment, she hesitated. Her cheeks paled and she looked up at me with those dark eyes. For some reason, my skin prickled, and I fought the urge to look away. I dont know, she admitted. I dont know why they came, or what they wanted. I just know my temple is gone and demons killed everyone Ive ever cared for. And if you go up there now, youll die, too. She paused again, then held out her hand as if coming to a decision. Come with me, she said, to my surprise. Before the demons find us. I cant... I dont want to be alone right now. We can head to the village and figure out what to do from there.
No. I stepped back, away from her. You can keep running. Get out of the forest. But I have business at the temple, something I must confirm.
What? She stared at me in disbelief, as I turned and began walking away. You cant be serious. What is so important that you would risk your head getting crushed by an oni? Wait!
Footsteps shuffled after mine. I turned once more and raised Kamigoroshi, making her stumble to a halt. Dont follow me, I warned, as her gaze fell to the blade. Go to the village. Warn them about the attack. Forget what you saw here. Sheathing the sword, I headed into the darkness, toward the temple and the battle that awaited me at the top. What happens now isnt your concern.
The scroll isnt there anymore.
I stopped. Slowly, I turned around. The girl stood in the same place, watching me with a wary, almost defiant expression, her jaw set. The scroll, she repeated, so there would be no doubt. You wont find it. Its no longer at the temple.
Where is it?
She hesitated. Drawing my sword, I walked toward her. Her face paled and she backed away, but hit a tree after a few steps. I dont know, she began, and froze as I placed the edge of Kamigoroshi against her neck. Wait, please! You dont understand.
Where is the scroll? I asked again, stepping close. Tell me or Ill kill you.
Its gone! the girl burst out. Its not here anymore. Master Isao...he sensed the demons coming. He knew they wanted the scroll, so he sent it away. A...a few days ago.
Where?
I dont know.
I tilted the blade up so it pressed lightly under her chin, and she gasped. I dont know! she insisted, raising her head to escape the sword. Master Isao didnt tell me where its located. But...I know who does.
Who?
She paused, her dark eyes flicking to mine over the blade. Again, I felt that odd flutter beneath my skin, reacting to her presence. How do I know you wont kill me if I tell you?
I give you my word, I told her. On my honor, if you tell me what I want, I wont kill you.
Carefully, she shook her head. I need more than that, samurai, she said, making me frown. A warriors vow was absolute, his honor preventing any hint of betrayal, and it was an insult to imply otherwise. To a samurai who broke his promise, the shame would be so great that seppukuritually killing himselfwas the only answer.
Of course, I was shinobi, a shadow warrior, and followed a different code than the samurai. We operated in darkness, performing tasks that would make an honorable samurai cringe in horror and revulsion. But the girl didnt know that.
She continued to watch me, her head and back pressed to the trunk, chin raised to escape the lethal blade against her throat. I kept a tight hold on the sword, both in my hand and in my mind, for Hakaimono was goading me to kill this insubordinate peasant nobody. You can kill me now, she said, but then youll never find what youre looking for. I narrowed my eyes, and she shivered under my gaze, seeming to lose courage, before taking a deep breath and staring at me again. I have...a proposal for you, she announced. So please listen before you decide to cut off my head. The demons will come after me. Once they figure out the scroll isnt here, theyll hunt me down. Right now, the scroll is on its way to another temple, a hidden temple, far away. I need to get to that temple, to warn the monks of the demon attack. I promised my mentor I would.