Category : Books-Non-Fiction

Sub Category : Biography

The sounds of the blades metallic racket still rings In my ear to this day. My name is Xavier Serrano and I am wanted for murder amongst other "crimes" I have committed. 

During my childhood...if I can refer to  it as that Me and my family had moved back to PR. I had  been left to fend for myself in the streets of Puerto Rico. Puerto Rico is beautiful,the sky is a nice crystal blue,the sun heats you up in a tender way. It's like a mother that had been there for ions. I had lived everywhere in PR. Moving from area to area just to find a sleeping area was a bit of a hassle.

It had been a process for about most of my childhood until I was met by a small shack.  Hidden under a store I wondered into it. Pitch black with only a candle in the center of the room. "Hello? Is anyone there?" A second went by when all of a sudden the flame from the candle had been blown out. "What is your reasoning for disrupting my training?" A raspy deep voice boomed throughout the shack leaving me speechless.

"I...ment no harm,please don't hurt me" My body had been parylized with fear the only thing I was able to do was think. "No harm done to me young one" As those words seeped out my body unlocked almost immediately. As I thought to myself the shack had lit up. Eyes bigger then than any car tire I saw a man. His back had faced me. The man slowly turned around as his hat shielded his eyes leaving only his mouth. A goatee and mustache had been most visible. "Come......" I hadn't believed what I was doing or why I even went into the shack. "I slowly crept towards him with a shielded body language. "A-are you going to attack me?"Watching very intensively at the man he slowly picked his head up revealing his face in its entirety. A gash had run downwards on his eye. 

"I am not a threat to you, Don't turn me into one. You shouldn't carelessly wonder into areas young one" The words flowed out like a river. Quickly nodding my head I feel a warm finger press against my chest. "Tender...warm. Your a kind hearted individual" As he releases his hand I look closely at his wall. A wall of swords had aligned all together as if it was a constilation. 

"Why do you have so many swords?" The man looks at me with an offended face that slowly decompressed into a more or so calm body language. "Those are the swords of my fallen enemies. As a shogun I take other swords as a sign of dominance" My eyes widen with glee as each sword I look at increases with value. "I apologize for my intrusion,I was just wandering off to find a sleeping area" "Area for slumber you say? I suppose I could lend you an area to live in...." My head couldn't have turned any quicker as I heard those words."Wait really?!,Thank you very much!" "Not so fast.....you will do chores everyday ...understand?" The happy expression slowly drained from my face. ".....Well.....ok...may I pick your brain?"

The man forces a slight grin. "I suppose that's ok.." My body reacts unnaturally as I feel fear creep up into my voice"Why have you killed so many men?" Dead silence had occurred for 17 seconds or so. Finally the man spoke with a bit of remorse in his voice "It is not the path I chose...when you take on the role of the shogun you must be ruthless. I thought I had carved out a path of glory and victory but I had only made a path of blood,the blood of the victims that have fallen to my blade.

Chills run through my body as the images of dead men scurry across my mind.I glance across the entire room. From the corner of my eye I see the man moving from his position."Well then young one if we are going to be living together it would only be right to get your name." I focus back on him while I fidget with my hand. "My name is Xavier Serrano"I murmer. "What's your name?" The man chuckles while he rubs his neck. "I go by many...The dragon,Japan's worst creation. But I prefer you call me Sensei Ryoku" 

That was the beginning of my future. I spend years with him learning new things about myself and others. My knowledge increased drastically. After a while I had finally met with my own blade. Handed down to me by my sensei. I had this drive for blood and domination.  I don't know why. 

[PRESENT DAY]

My heart has evolved from a tender and warm loving one to a cold one...no mercy. I don't understand what came over me. This is the way of the Shogun....Torinaka Susuke....will perish as I will take the name of the best Shogun I am the head of the shogun...the most feared...the most known...the most ruthless.


[END OF PART 1]