Death Sword Scroll (May get Mature)

“Sorry for that. If I hadn’t used my chakra the blade would have went through him without making such a bloody mess”. Tsukiakara said ,”Now I’m going to find my weapons and bust out of here. You should probably find some why of escaping to. Well…farewell.” He then ran over and busted the door down.

With some effort Shiro managed to get the body off himself, crawling away from it.
He was sobbing loudly, still under shock. In pain his mind could not think of anything else but that his boss would punish him very badly now.

Ok, first things first, that interrogator said that the boss kept all the swords. If he wanted to get out of here alive he needed to find two swords in particular. As Tsukiakara ran though the halls, he looked for any sign of the boss’s quarters.

After a while Shiro got up slowly, swaying towards the door. He could barely walk, he was in so much pain from the burn and from what had happened afterwards. Also he was covered in Yuka's blood, so the abrasions on his chest were barely noticeable and he was still crying. He was searching for Kai because nobody else could get him and Misaki out of here. Shiro just hoped nobody would find him...

Tsukiakara got to a corner of the hallway so far undetected. He pecked over to see what was in the hallway. He couldn’t believe his luck. The boss was just entering a room while another man stood outside probably to guard. Without any kunai, Tsukaikara’s only option was to charge at this man with his Moonblade. He took a deep breath than sprang out the corner and started running toward the man to stab him.

The guard noticed Tsukiakara the moment the boy started running. Charging his hands with electricity he created an electric field right in front of him so the boy could not come too close. "I take it someone escaped? You should have saved yourself while you still could, silly boy", the guard said, closing in on Tsukiakara slowly.

Ok, this was unexpected. Tsukiakara stopped and began to walk backwards slowly. He had to get out of this hallway and find another way to the boss. He looked up at the ceiling. That’s it!!. He fused his feet with chakra so that the jump would have more power. He leaped into the ceiling braking through. He was now on the roof. He almost slipped when landing. It must have rained earlier. But maybe he could use it to his advantage. Quickly he used the hand signs Bird-Ox-Tiger and his hand was full of lightning. Now when this guard comes up, Tsukiakara planned to jump and land on his hand electrifying the entire roof and stunning his victim long enough to stab him.

Just as expected, the guard made the mistake to follow the boy to the roof. After all he could not let that brat escape. The electricity hit him when he touched the ground to prevent himself from slipping off the roof.

In the meantime, Shiro had reached the same hallway. He had taken a different route and therefore it had taken him less time to get here. Misaki was the only thing on his mind, he had to help the little boy get away from here. But he could not do that on his own. Where was Kai? Where did he go? It was his fault Shiro was in so much pain, how could he run away like that?

Tsukiakara walked up to the stunned man and stabbed him in the heart. There was no way he was going to let this guy to mess up his escape. Tsukiakara jumped back down. He saw Shiro but said nothing and continued to walk toward the boss’s room.

"Tsuki...", Shiro said, pleading. "Misaki... he's still somewhere...", he added, sounding desperately worried as well as tired and afraid. Tsukiakara had to help him. He just had to...

Tsukiakara stopped and turned to Shiro with a serious look. “I promise you right now that I won’t leave until we save him! But it’s going to do us no good to try to save him unarmed. The interrogator said that the boss kept all my clan’s swords. If we can kill him we’ll be in a better position to save Misaki.” Tsukiakara stared deeper at Shiro, “Are you with me?"

Shiro nodded, not sure how he could be a helpful part of this.
Not only was he not able to defend himself, he was hurt and naked.
"What are you doing? W-what do you want me to do?", he asked.

“Just do what you can” He then turned back to the door. It was the moment of truth. It was time to see what this boss was made of. Tsukiakara kicked the door down not knowing what was in store for him inside.

Of course the boss had heard the two of them talking outside.
He was prepared, holding one of the swords they had found against Tsukiakara's throat.
He knew that when it came to a real fight he was barely a worthy opponent.
So he had to buy himself some time...
"If you leave now, without a word to anyone, leaving Shiro behind, I will not kill you", he offered, an arrogant smile on his face.

Tsukiakara looked at the sword the boss was holding. He clearly didn’t have a clue to the blade he was holding. It was a healing blade and the last thing it would do was harm Tsukiakara. “I don’t know.” once again in a smart alic voice, “I think I’ll pass on the offer” Tsukiakara then grabbed the sword by the blade and tried to yank it out of the boss’s hand.

The boss's eyes widened when his opponent grabbed the sword just like that.
Shiro was watching from the door and thought he had to do something to help Tsukiakara.
After all, he did not know the blade was not hurting the boy.
Shiro ran towards the boss, hitting the man with all his body weight, which was not much but enough to send the elder to the ground. Shiro himself flew a couple of feet further until he hit the wall. Too much speed, not enough coordination.

The move Tsukiakara did hurt as the blade was designed to do but he knew that he wouldn’t receive any wounds. Now taking the healing sword by the halt, he stabbed it into the boss's heart pinning him into the ground and causing untold pain. He went over to Shiro and picked him up. “Keep an eye on him I’m going to take a look around.”

"Please get Misaki, will you?", Shiro asked, worried.
He then sat down on the ground a good distance away from the boss.
The elder was obviously in pain, and asked for Shiro to help him, threatened him, but Shiro did not move. The boss could not lift his arms to pull the sword out of his chest, the pain was too much to do that.

“Just a minute” Tsukiakara said as he searched the room. He then opened a closet door. Jackpot. Swords and Scrolls galore. Tsukiakara looked and immediately saw one of his summoning scrolls. He bit his thumb and smeared it on the scroll and two swords appeared after the smoke dissipated. “Here” He threw a sword at Shiro, “take it and we’ll find Misaki but first…” He then looked at the boss. “What do you want to do with him?”

Shiro did not even try to catch the sword, he'd probably loose his hand doing so.
Instead he picked the weapon up after it had hit the ground.
When Tsukiakara asked what he wanted to do with the boss, Shiro violently shook his head.
"N-nothing", he said, afraid that if he got too close to that man he might hurt him.
"Can we just... go?", Shiro asked.

Tsukiakara nodded and ran out into the hall. “Do you have an idea of where he might be?”

Shiro followed him as quickly as possible, dragging the sword with him. "I'm not sure... he could be anywhere... and there are so many people around...", Shiro said, afraid they might end up getting killed or worse. "We have to find him..."

Tsukiakara ran through the hall till he got to the corner. “Clear” he whispered after peeking. He continued down the hall pass the place to where they were all kept. Then suddenly a scream of a little boy came racing into Tsukiakara’s ears.

Shiro's heart skipped a beat when he heard Misaki scream. What were they doing to him?
"Please don't hurt him", Shiro whispered, begging to whomever was in there.
Shiro ran towards the room the scream had come from, afraid of what he might see.

Tsukiakara got to the room where they heard the scream and helped Shiro brake the door down. Two men were electrocuting the boy for fun. When they saw the two boys one of the men quickly put a knife at Misaki’s throat. “Ok, don’t move or the boy gets it” The other one then said “throw down your swords or else”