Chapter 9:

ATARASHI HIKARI/NEW LIGHT

Sakura Flower Of Shadow,Blade of New Light.


Pain is something else entirely when it is the pain of your own mind or body but when it is of someone your heart is tethered too so deeply that even a scratch makes you sad,
Then how much more so being witness to the falling of my son,the monstrous transformation of a brilliant grandson and the pain of a great-grand son who believed he was the fault of what was ultimately mine and my grandmother.
I still have no idea how he bled out the last life we had,or who did it.
I have another pain in my heart now I must deal with,this is like watching my own heart be shot and I want to live,that means he,
My Warrior,Noroi.
Must,
No.
Will live.

"NOROI!"I cry out,I run forward towards the men,these same men that tried to slay me but only provide my means to get here as I know now from my time stuck and I know the one thing that will stop the human ones.
I see in my minds eye a tornado of the blood from there open crevices.Eye sockets ,ear holes,even small cuts from shaving and frighten them so much so they turn there back on Noroi and focus on the red mist woman I know they see now.
They fail to hit me even once with an arrow but the undead force from before do not budge on there trek to Noroi,in fact it is as though only being buried might be the only path to saving him at all.
I scream his name again and again as I make my way closer,I stall out undead me or as long as I can but am cut of by a sudden diving of a hundred ravens that peck me incessantly.I feel every single peck and point of there talons,they are like knives and there eyes are like the eyes of a sunset and familiar until I realize what they are doing.
I stop fighting them and let them attack me while it makes my body somehow tangible again.I have no idea how that works but I look into the one particular raven that has me is almost perfectly still  and looking me in the eyes then say.
"Soon grandmother..."
The eyes seem doting and soft.
Disbelieving.
My hands are trying to make the tornado of the living and dead blood strong enough to send the undead warriors away but I am too tired,too weak for much more of this so I say his name once more and softer.
A name I reserved for only when it seemed he was unreachable.

"Atarashi hikari......"

Moments seem to drag on beyond eternity to my heart that is tiring,my spirit is losing its strength yet again,I always seem to fall so easily but the lives we have had.
Can not end now,the sun is rising.

My heart smiles now.
His is rising,voice more like a growl o pain but alive,the horse that he had been riding to get here has attacked the undead as best as he can but he got sliced up so viciously  could barely look and I felt awful for using his blood but I had to to buy my love time.Now he begins to take action as he pulls out the arrows and uses them with his sword impaling there heads but only finding success by slicing at the backs of the right legs then taking a single arrow to the right eyes of them.
Yet even for all the sudden strength to his advantage they keep coming more and more from the shadows left of this dawn to light of day then I realize another difference.
"Stop fighting them,move to the light and use your blade to reflect that light!"I call to him but the nearest one of the undead throws a powder at Noroi,blinding him to the point of tears as he tries to fight by hearing,which fails because every thing is suddenly so loud out here like what happened to me when I came here.

My feet reach him,I pull  him up by the arm from his collapse and he tries to free swing at a undead behind me.
"I will say where to aim,turn.Lets go my love." 

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