This is the last chapter I want critiqued and any feedback would be appreciated. And I am congratulating myself since this is the long chapter I have ever wrote, ( three pages in the average book)
Ryu balanced himself high above the ground on the branch of a tree.
His black and gray cloak slithered to the motion of the wind. He stood with his eyes closed, trusting his instincts and balance to guide him at a relaxing time such as this one. His unusual silver hair stood untidy making his dark black eyebrows show boldly. At his waist was a sword sheath tied neatly with a gray sash.
His senses were attuned to every normal sound of the mountain's forest. Birds chirping, the slightest sound of a leaf falling, anything that fell or moved he could hear. But of course there is always something greater that can overcome things such as these.
Ryu opened his eyes as he felt the cold wood of a training sword at the base of his neck.
It wasn't worth turning around to see who it was, in fact it was pointless. Only one person in the Kentaro village could move so silently, Genjo.
" I told you not to dishonor me again. Why do you have to ruin a relaxful day?" Ryu asked. His pale gray eyes were very light, almost as if a swirl of silver clouds were in them as he looked straight ahead.
" You told me to practice every day, you're the only person at my rank." said the bold voice of Genjo. Ryu turned around and stared the teen in the eyes.
" You still have a wooden sword! Until you acheive the steel you are never going to be my rank!" Ryu corrected him. Genjo sighed and slipped the wooden sword through the sash on his waist. He too was dressed in black and gray. His hair was silver like Ryu's, and he had the same pale eyes. " Go back to the village and leave me to the forest.".
Genjo nodded and hastely descended the tree and in a few seconds there was nothing to see but the trail of leaves left behind from his light feet. " Damn boy." fussed Ryu closing his eyes again. But he knew the relaxing was over now that it had been interrupted.
Feeling fury he drew his long sword and jumped from the branch. At seven feet above the ground he stabbed the sword in the tree and slid to the ground. With a swift flick of his wrist the sword was pulled from the tree and he sheathed it. But he noticed something alarming as he stood straight. The birds had stopped chirping, even the leaves had stopped falling. He searched the wind to find any disturbance but he could find nothing. He put his hand on his swords hilt. Then he felt it. It was a slight motion of the air on his head. It had came from above to his right. He drew his sword and held it to where the wind had come from and there was a mightly clang.
He turned around with his muscles exposing the veins in his skin. He faced the opposing figure. It was in all black and had its face hidden behind a black face mask. It was a ninja. The ninja hissed, tempting Ryu to cripple in fear but he knew better. Then he was alarmed yet again as another wind bounced off of his head. " Now it is my time to die." he thought to himself. It was pointless to try and fight two ninjas when just one was too much for him to hold. He closed his eyes but when the wind was barely five feet away from him there was a loud bust of wood. Genjo!
" Genjo what the hell do you think you're doing!?!" Ryu asked. He was grateful he lived another day but was mad he had endangered someone else's life.
" Seemed like you needed a hand." Genjo said. Ryu still had his sword clashed with the ninjas. The ninja glanced at Genjo and then he spun out of Ryu's sword range and darted away. Genjo's mouth dropped at the speed of the ninja's feet while Ryu acted as if he knew they ran that fast. Ryu turned around. Genjo's wooden sword had a deep chunk of wood missing and crippled by the tree behind him was the ninja he had struck down with a purple and black bruise on his exposed neck.
" Help me carry him Genjo. The Elders will want to question him." Ryu commanded. Genjo nodded and he grabbed the feet of the ninja while Ryu fastened a sash across the ninja's eyes.
" You did not do that so he couldn't see, I can feel it." Genjo stated. Ryu said nothing as grabbed the ninja by the underarms and carried him.
As they walked Genjo wouldn't stop asking questions. The wind was calm now and everything was back to normal. The sun made slight patches of light here and there on the forest floor. " Why would someone try to assassinate you, Ryu?" he asked. Ryu chuckled.
" You have alot to learn Genjo. They clearly weren't there to kill me, I could feel it. Did you not see their swords? They were reverse blades." Ryu had proved his point. Anyone who carried reverse blade swords didn't want to kill their opposers but stun them. Genjo noddingly approved Ryu's point. They walked the dirt trail for a while resting whenever they had time to spare. The ninja was now a burden to carry for his body was jerking as his neck muscles were fatally swollen.
" We must move faster! The village is only about five hundred steps away now, if we take long strides then we can walk atleast four steps at a time." Ryu said. They hastened their walk as the sun slowly descened behind the far away trees. When the night chill arrived they had just reached the village's huts. When they were safely within the village Ryu gave a sharp and piercing whistle. Two large men named Jiro and Saburo came to his call. Jiro and Saburo were twins, Jiro was the second son and Saburo the third. They both had brown hair and goatees but Jiro had blue eyes and Saburo had green eyes.
" Humph! Ruddy ninja you have there!" Jiro said. His brown skin shined in the moon's light. Ryu dismissed Genjo and left the ninja with Jiro and Saburo. " Take him to the Elders, they will question him. I will rest in my hut until they summon me for my story." he said. The two twins nodded and carried the ninja towards the huge temple at the foot of the near by Gargoyle Mountain. Ryu walked the dirt road to his small hut. The huts were lined in a circumferece of one mile around the temple and its beautiful garden. Sons and daughters had huts between their parents. Ryu walked inside his own and sat upon the wood floor that kept ever hut dry for sleeping. His two soft blankets lay folded neatly against the wall meaning his mother had come earlier. Hanging on wooden plank that was on one wall were three different clothing garments.
He was wearing his combat clothing and his village, special occasion, and work clothes hung neatly on the wood. He barely touched any of them except when the day was hot he wore his village clothes. He picked up a piece of what they called spark rocks and took a small metal nail and lit a fire in the metal cabinent that was half buried underground. The hut immediately felt warm. He removed all of his clothing leaving just a gray shirt and loin cloth revealed. Then he took one blanket and spread it on the floor then wrapped himself in the other.
Lying down he tried to rest, but he was anxious to find out more about the ninja.