Sojiro Samurai X Novels & Stories

In any case, in the next moment, Harrison raised his wrist and casually tossed the broken whiskey bottle aside. The glass bottle rolled a couple of times and came to a stop in front of the man named Sam. Ever since Harrison had appeared, Sam had been trembling in fear, and now he was on his knees, desperately begging for mercy. "The Dominator, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please forgive me." Sam quivered, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Harrison approached Sam step by step. He lifted his leg, the black leather shoe pressing down on Sam's back. With the increasing pressure, Sam couldn't bear it any longer, and his cheek pressed against the floor, covered in glass shards.

He was surprised. "Yes. The Samurai's are the strongest when it comes to the assassin's world. I will tell you a story Paul. A long time ago there were two brothers, the elder one loathed after the younger one, and would do everything within his power to make sure his younger brother was not loved by their father.

Rexius began slowly, in his deep, gravelly voice, “…the chicken comes home to roost.” He breathed deeply. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for centuries. I should kill you now, just for making me wait so long.” Sam was not intimidated; instead, he felt a fresh dose of rage rise up within him. He could tear this man apart. How dare he—or any man—talk to him that way. “And I should kill you for speaking to me this way,” Sam responded, snarling, beginning to walk forward. But he felt Samantha’s reassuring hand stop him, hold his shoulder, and he hesitated.

Shooting Ash a glare of disapproval while he lies on the ground, Sam mutters beneath his breath while briefly lingering on the sidelines before turning his unwelcomed attention towards me. “How did you… that’s impossible. Ezioxus warriors are supposed to be undefeatable, once marked they can’t be stopped… How do you keep doing this shit? Why can’t you just die already, you stupid mutt?” Sam complains in revolt, spitting in my direction as he stares me over in disgust.

Captain Hiragi trains us himself. When we headed to the back of the camp where we train, the others were already there. There are only four of us- me, Marco, Josaiah, and Xy. I’m a marksman. I use an electrified steel bow that generates its own steel charged arrows. Marco Kleighs is an assassin. He uses daggers that poison the blood of the flesh it is pierced or slashed on. Even the smallest and slightest of cuts can kill the person in a matter of seconds. Josaiah Solace is the warrior, the fighter who has the best combat skills in the squad. He carries laser induced plasma twin blades that shade the color emerald. Xy Caurus is the creator or the inventor. He runs the ground game- creating

She had been jumped from behind. She spun around and looked up to see who it was. Sergei. That despicable little Russian sidekick to Kyle. The one who had stolen the Sword from her hand. He grinned down at her, an evil, cruel grin, and she hated him more than she’d ever had. Sam, to his credit, showed no fear. Still shackled, he jumped onto Sergei’s back, using his chains, wrapping them around Sergei’s throat. The boy was strong. He actually squeezed hard enough to get Sergei to loosen his grip on Samantha, and she used the opportunity to roll out from under him.

In Melo direction he could see a pool of blood was already forming. Sam went back into the task on hand as his combatant evaded another blow and launched himself into the air. The warrior flipped himself over his head and landed with human-like grace behind him. Anticipating his next move, Sam raised his whip as it land and wrapped against the warrior sword with a loud clang. He pushed upward with his arms and legs, knocking him off balance. He kicked out backward with his leg and his booted foot slammed into the warrior stomach, sending him backwards into the waiting arms of Melo. Sam placed his hands on either side of the warrior head and gave a sharp twist, snapping his neck. The carcass

Xu Min pulled Sam, looking very angry, ready to run away. In fact, Xu Min knew that she couldn't get any advantage, so she was ready to leave with Sam. Sam was unwilling to give up. He felt that it would be a joke if he just left, especially in front of Xu Min. He couldn't admit defeat. "No! I want to fight him!" Sam pointed at Zhou Tian with his finger and said angrily. Xu Min was stunned for a moment. She was not as confident in Sam as before. Because just now, Sam was tortured badly by Zhou Tian. He was no match for Zhou Tian.

But I couldn’t afford to give in to that. Suddenly, a sharp laugh broke through the silence, piercing the tension in the air. Lady X stepped out from the shadows, her eyes glinting with that same cold, calculating look I had come to recognize all too well. There she was, always lurking, always waiting for the perfect moment to strike. "I see the great Alpha Ryu has claimed you, Samantha," Lady X purred, her voice dripping with venom. Her gaze flickered over me, then back to Ryu. "But don’t think for a second that you’ll ever be good enough for him."

Miho hissed promptly after she had thrown herself on the sofa, opposite where Sam was sitting. "Would…you like…something?" A shy Sam investigated. He was someone who stuttered when he spoke, especially when nervous. "I AM FINE, SAM! JUST GET STRAIGHT TO THE POINT AND MAKE WITH THE BOOK!" Miho spat and expressed every letter in her words with pure hate as if she wanted to break them. She rolled her eyes in annoyance and crossed her hands on her bosom. Sam gulped, while he shrieked with embarrassment. He cleared his dry throat and moisturized his lips with his tongue albeit he thought of words to puff.