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Genkuro desperately swung his spear towards Dark tail, his eyes straining as he tried to track the wise old kitsune's movements. Genkuro knew from numerous encounters with Dark Tail that once he ceased his offensive stance the crafty kitsune would hastily retaliate.

Genkuro began thrusting his spear towards Dark Tail with only his right arm whilst simultaneously trying to reach into his robes for a haste spell. Dark Tail immediately countered the move with "dispel" before Genkuro could feel the effects of the charm, within a matter of seconds Dark Tail shot to the left of Genkuro's outreached spear clenched it with both hands and pushed the hilt of the weapon towards genkuro's chest.

This one blow severely weakened the inexperienced Kitsune, Genkuro edged backwards several paces and fell to his knees with his arms wrapped around his chest.

Dark Tail then approached Genkuro, conjuring the cure spell as he walked.

Genkuro gathered his robes and left the training hut shortly after Dark Tail. The kitsune boy had no doubt in his master's abillities but based on the standard of living 50,000 years ago a great force of evil must've emerged to balance out all the benevolence in the world.

Genkuro let out a great sigh and approached his hut, He was one of the few Kitsune without any brothers or sisters, his mother died moments after his birth and his father was or possibly still is a drifter.

With the departure of Dark Tail, Genkuro will have lost the closest thing he has to a family, The village elder offered little in the form of comfort but the young fox admired and respected him. Dark Tail reared Genkuro from when he was just a Kit and is just about the only fox in the village to bear a relationship with the most respectful village elder.

Genkuro thought about what could be going on at Mount Kujaki but his thoughts soon left him as the final hour approaced for Dark Tail's departure, the young kitsune headed towards the inner gates in which bordered the dead forest maze.

It had been ten days since Dark Tail left the village, the past five days had been extremely stressful for Genkuro. The village elders summoned the young kit on the morning of the fifth day of Dark Tail's travels, Genkuro was informed that his sensei's life force had completely disappeared as well as the rest of his party's.

Since that morning Genkuro had been constantly training in the hut where Dark Tail used to mentor everday. Up until the present day Genkuro had relentlessly worked his body to the point of physical exertion with little rest.
Re-inacting his last battle with Dark tail, Genkuro thrusted his spear into empty space he then jumped backwards and held his spear horizontally so that it was outright and quickly swung his left hand into his robes to activate a haste charm. As he did this you could see his right hand grip tightly around the spear although this defensive stance wasn't needed for long. The fox warrior had trained himself to the point that his movement to the satchel containing the charms was much faster. Genkuro's heart beat faster and his pulse quickened, he jumped with his body twisted and swung the spear horizontally, straightening his torso. As quickly as this move ended the kitsune appeared ten feet from where he originally swung and struck down vertically smashing all neaby wooden planks. The haste effect then wore off and Genkuro fell to his knees gasping for air. Unfortunately at Genkuro's level he couldn't sustain the haste spell for very long, his heart and body just couldn't keep up. Genkuro began thinking that if he were to use the charm for too long or at an innappropriate time the enemy could quickly counter once he'd exhausted himself.

Through constant training Genkuro's thoughts were eased, when he fought his mind would stir but his only concerns were winning the battle. It is for this reason that he continues training for when he stops certain thoughts provoke themselves in particular:
"If Dark Tail were dead then why weren't the village elders able to give me a definitive answer on his situation. Surely if he passed through to the lifestream the elders would've picked up on this immediately, however there has been no record of Dark Tail leaving this world but it would seem that everything that makes Dark Tail what he is (or was) is now.....dead."

Genkuro looked to the stars...hmmmm 11:49 i'd better start making my way to meet with Golden Tail he thought to himself.
Gathering his few personal belongings, he left with a satchel and a spear tied to his back (secured by two pieces of rope at both his waist and chest). Approaching the maze Genkuro reminised his time with Dark Tail, as he got closer to his destination a figure emerged. Genkuro had to literally rub his eyes in dis-belief
"sensei!?"
he said with lift in his voice. The figure stopped and it's head dropped so that Genkuro couldn't make out the face, despite this he was sure it was Dark Tail. And approached the figure.
Stop, Genkuro you blind fool!
The young Kitsune turned to see Golden Tail, and immediately turned back to the dark figure he could only assume was Dark Tail. Dark Tail Swayed from side to side with his head still dropped towards the ground, Genkuro backed away. He felt he should draw his spear and ready himself for battle but couldn't bring himself to.
Golden Tail pushed Genkuro aside.
It appears you are still too young and ignorant to leave this village, go back home and cower there
But...I...err....
A dark cackle echoed from Dark Tail, Swaying back and forth hypnotically he kept his rhythm. Purple emissions began flowing from Dark Tail, he stopped, threw his arms in the air and a rush of the purple lights soared towards Golden Tail.

Genkuro slowly walked towards Golden Tail and looked on with disbelief. He couldn't feel Golden Tail dying and returning to the lifestream, instead he could sense Golden Tail's essence transforming into something twisted and extraordinarily powerful.
Golden Tail put his hand in the air to call Genkuro over, Genkuro bent down to the old Kitsune waiting for further instruction. Golden Tail opened his hand to show his palm and whispered:
Genkuro...i need you to kill me...i'm becomming whatever Dark Tail has surely converted into
Golden Tail drew out a wakizashi sword and gave it to Genkuro. The young kitsune stared at the short sword for some time until Golden Tail let out a great scream of pain.
Genkuro swiftly drove the sword into Golden Tail's Abdomen, and got up with the wakizashi still in hand.

From behind Genkuro, past the tree numerous figures began emerging from the village as the distressed fox continued to stare blankly at the Golden Tail. His eyes focused closely on Golden tail.....he could feel the deceased kitsune's spirit leave this realm and felt a great relief because of this.
Genkuro recognised some of the figures approaching him, his eyes darted towards the vanquished elder and back to the massing crowd. They seemed to walk in sequence with each other, but in Genkuro's current state he didn't really notice anything strange about the way they walked.

The young fox backed away from the townspeople, trying to wipe the blood from his hands at the same time. His mind whirred about his situation he's in; being found covered in blood next to the village elder that only a few hours ago had denied Genkuro permission to leave the town.

One of the women quickened her pace and jumped several feet in the air to descenddirectly towards Genkuro with two short swords in hand, as she hit the earth a small tremor threw Genkuro backwards and the fox women jumped forwards to meet him and slashed with the two blades diagonally with precise symmetry. Despite being confused about the whole situation Genkuro had subconsciously torn his spear from the ropes that bound it around his back and thrown the blade of the spear in front of him to stop the onslaught. The womans blades flew in the air (one to her left and the other to her right), a large kitsune and one of the more feeble old fox men jumped to grab the the swords. The duo, in contrast would've seemed comical to Genkuro in other circumstances but all he could think about was escaping into the forest.

The odd pair landed directly in front of genkuro again and blew the poor kitsune a great distance. As he flung across the battle scene he jolted his spear downwards into the ground to steady himself and to throw his body vertically in the air.

The Fox tribe began to crowd around the injured kitsune, dragging his leg behind him he made a futile effort to get away.
The Kitsune tribe quickened their pace, they split into two symmetrical groups and circled around Genkuro. Genkuro had never seen the Kitsune so full of hate...he knew they cherished the village elder but not enough to send a fox to his death without trial. Dark Tail must've said something to really boil their blood he thought.
I really can't see a way out of this he said with his eyes closed and head held low to the ground. Getting back to his feet he held out his spear readying himself for the onslaught...