My name is Mei Heyashi which in Japanese means forest because I came from a village that was once deep in the forest and my family had been living there in peace for centuries.
Growing up with 5 older brothers wasn't easy because they were always allowed to do the things that I couldn't like go out and play with their swords or even fight in the small tournaments our village had every now and again.
I was expected to do what all Samurai woman did in the village and that was to cook and clean and fetch the water and I did so to please my parents but I never liked it.
When I turned 13 I snuck out of the house and went to train on a hill that overlooked the village and the lands beyond that as well. I had made myself a sword and trained with it when I had the chance to do so.
When I was of age my parents set me up with one of the men in the village and forced me into becoming his wife but as time went by we did fall in love and had two wonderful children.
When our king needed warriors the men of our village would go out to fight in his honor and those who died in battle would be heroes and barried as such as well.
I always wished to go fighting with the men but I had my children to think of now and so I stayed to tend to their needs while the others went out to fight.
One day the fighting came too close to my village and we were attacked. My husband had come out with all the men in their Samurai armor to fight the new unknown enemies and I got the woman and children to safety and hid them under one of the houses but instead of staying with them I took my sword and found unused armor and went to help in the fight.
When I went out there I saw my husband dead on the ground and the man who had killed him was about to cut his head off so I ran toward him and fought him with the skill of a true warrior and after a long fight I had killed him.
When it was all over our village was slightly on fire but those who survived went back to their families and I took off the armor and put away the sword hiding them from the others.
The men then came to tell me that my husband had been killed in battle and I pretended to not know of this as I cried for him and gracefully took his armor and his sword as well.
I stayed with my children after that trying to calm their cries for their father in the middle of the night and keep the family together the best way I could.
One day the king himself had come to our village and we all greeted him with honor as it should be and he graced us for our warriors saying that this village would be a safe place for his men and himself if needed and we all agreed of course.
Many years later the king had been attacked in his home and he came to our village and we kept him safe,though those after him came as well and there was a vast battle in which our king was killed and so were our men thus leaving us with no protection or so they had thought.
I had secretly shown the woman the ways of the warrior and so when the enemy didn't expect it we attacked them as I used my husband's armor and sword to take down the enemies and we were doing well until the enemy over powered us and we were forced to the ground while the men killed our children and plundered the village.
I remember crying out when my children were killed in front of my eyes and then the world went black. When I woke up I was in a carriage with the other woman of my village and we were being taken from the forest we once loved to the city of the new king.
This king had no honor for he had Samurai and ninja warriors by his side,the ninjas were nothing more than theives and killers for higher back then unlike the Samurai who had a code of conduct that we always must live by.
The woman of my village and I were all put into a line and some were chosen to be slaves for the king while others were to be married off to some of his warriors and others like myself were sold as Geishas for both entertainment and sex,though not all Geishas were for sex some were to be in plays and entertain the men.
I was this way for years until I found a way to kill those who would call themselves my masters and escaped that place freeing any of the woman that I could find.
I then made my way to the palace and found my husband's armor and his red hilted sword and so I put it on and freed the woman of my village telling them to run and find themselves homes and so they did just that.
I made my way through killing any of the guards that got in my way and when I came to the king's chambers I opened the doors and attacked him. He quickly got his sword out and we fought each other and when he was on the ground by my feet I took off the helmet letting him see my face "This is for my children and my people" I told him in Japanese of course and then took his head off with one strike watching it fall to the floor.
After that day I became an avenging angel of sorts to those who needed it,moving from village to village in my husband's armor and never showing my face and because of that I was called the Samurai Ghost and that was a name that stuck with me.
One day I was sleeping in the woods and I was ambushed by some bandits who after a long fight I had killed them all, but was badly wounded. I walked deep into the forest ready to die and see my family again but then a fox spirit came to me saying that she was sent by the gods to become one with me to let me live for my journey was not yet over in this world.
I nodded to this slightly and let her in as there was a white light and when I opened my eyes my wounds were healed and I felt stronger than ever before. My armor had become a crimson orange and the hilt of my husband's sword was still red though the blade it's self had golden markings of a fox on it and the handle was golden as well and on the sheath there was a fox marking.
From that moment I became the warrior of the gods and used the fox only when needed,she also allows me to take the form of a golden and silver fox if I choose to and when I need it to escape my enemies.
I have been a warrior all my life and walked the centuries keeping those who need it safe from harm no matter where I find it. I have fought in many wars over the centuries and yet no one has a picture of me because I made sure of it to not have to ask unwanted questions of course.
I still fight in the Samurai armor because that is what I am after all and I respect the ways of the Samurai as well...honor above all else and when there is a king to work for we do so till death or until our king is killed in battle himself.
I am now walking among you in this new century and am in many ways a Ronin now for I have no master to fight for and no king to give my loyalty to. I still fight for those who can not protect themselves and do so when ever I can as the Samurai Ghost.
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