a fight

[Cloud Strife]

darkness struck the gardens fog seemed to cloud the ground be it 1-2 foot high the air flowed with a mysterius aura the sky black on the moon shone two figures stood either side looking at eachother one stood his hand on the hilt of his katana the other held a small cylinder a click on the cylinder shot out a beam of energy that lit up all near him all but his face these two strong fighters steared at eachother their sites shooting through the air passing through the fog one's aura was an imprint of his spirit it leaves a smell of blood and is strong a feeling of the old the ways of past the ways of the samurai the other one of wisdom lost and evil darkness around they stood watching eachother

Darth: "are you ready...........Kenshin?"
Kenshin: -he grined- "i am..... Darth"