#I’ll try to find time to make a matching piece for aku (hopefully)

[lyacinthus]

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IX

Jack spent months wandering around aimlessly, trying to figure out what to do. He couldn't end his own life, as he valued it too much. No, he needed another way to get rid of himself. Something less...violent.

He drove his motorcycle until it ran out of gasoline. Sighing, he got out a spare gallon to refill it. Everything was going fine.

As Jack was finishing, he heard a slight sound of leaves. Looking up, he saw his father, looking at him. Jack, completely taken by surprise, stumbled back, and gasoline sprayed everywhere.

"Why, my son? Why have you forsaken us?" The apparition asked. There was worry in his voice, which just made Jack even more afraid.

"No! I haven't forgotten!" He shouted.

"But you have! And now you must pay the price!"

Jack tried to turn on motorcycle, but something went wrong, and a spark went flying. Jack was eventually able to turn on the motorcycle, but not before the spark reached land, combusting the gasoline and starting a wildfire.

Jack heard, "Do not forget where you came from!" from over his shoulder.

He just kept going.

In the grand hall of the fortress of One Aku, something big was happening. The essence Pureisuto consumed impregnated her, and while they weren't sure what was going to happen, Pureisuto was quick to dismiss the cult's worries.

"I will make new servants of Aku if it's the last thing I do!" she shouted.

Removing her headdress and mask, she let the other members take care of her. One of them was on the gong, ready to strike whenever a new life was born. The entire cult was in the grand hall, chanting for the children's health. A weak servant of Aku was not a servant at all, but a nuisance. A large stone table was placed in the middle, right in front of the statue of Aku. There, each child would be placed as an offering to Aku. Some people were opposed to the idea, but they couldn't do anything, as it was too late to back out now. Everything was set, and Pureisuto's water broke. It was time.

As a baby came out, the gong was struck. Everyone counted them in hopes of going higher.

1...

2...

3...

Pureisuto was screaming out in pain. Every baby that came out came as a relief, but it wouldn't be until the last one when she would be relieved completely of her pain. Each baby was placed in the stone table, crying out in unison. As the last baby was born, most of the others calmed down.

Seven children in total.

All female.

Several members put Pureisuto's uniform back on and she simply walked to the statue.

"Seven daughters to do your bidding, my master!" She declared. "They will succeed where so many others have failed! We will find favor in your glory!"

Everyone chanted.

The seven Daughters of Aku were here.

Jack decided to rest in a nearby village. He was tired, and not just from running all the time. He was getting sick of his visions of his family and the Omen. Not to mention Mad Jack constantly taunting him.

As he walked through the village, he noticed people were staring at him. This usually wouldn't make him uneasy, but now, as he walked around, he began feeling unsure of himself. As if he was being watched by someone other than the village people. Everyone was quiet, and that just added to the effect of something being seriously wrong.

Sure enough, a giant robot appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

"Samurai Jack! You have committed crimes against Aku! Prepare to feel the wrath of justice!"

Fists began flying as Jack swerved left and right to dodge any attack the robot had for him. Jack returned with a punch, but the robot took it very well, as Jack's fists were no match for cast iron. With one swing, Jack was on the floor, and the whole village watched as Jack began getting pummeled by the robot oppressor.

Jack was almost at the point of giving up where he heard a voice.

"You have forgotten us!"

"When were you going to focus?!"

"You could have saved us!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Jack screamed out. Feeling a new sense of strength, Jack braced himself for subsequent hits. As the robot was about to deliver the final blow, Jack caught the fist mid-air, and swung it around him, sending the robot to the floor. Jack leapt atop the robot, arm still his hands. He pulled hard, disconnecting the arm from its rotors and electronics and eventually breaking it off. He lifted it above his head, and he swung down hard onto the head of the robot. He kept swinging it back and forth until the robot was no longer functioning, and even after that.

"I! WILL! NOT! FAIL!" He kept shouting as he kept swinging it. When he was finished, the robot's head was nothing more than pieces of silicon and metal scattered across the floor. Panting, Jack rose, and looked around. Sure, he had saved the village, but everyone was looking on in fear of Jack, not in respect. Jack dropped the arm, which clanged onto the body, breaking the silence. People began whispering to each other, in a way Jack did not appreciate. He got off the robot and began his way back to the motorcycle. Before he mounted, however, an old lady popped up.

"I see you are having trouble with your emotions." She chimed.

"W-what! H-h-how. What?" Jack was confused. It was not like anybody to open a conversation with such a line.

"I can help you."

After getting his bearings back, Jack sighed and simply said, "Ok."

At the old lady's house, she made tea for Jack. She made conversation as she did so.

"So, Jack...anything bothering you?"

"No." Jack replied, knowing full well she knew it was a lie.

"You are seeing things, are you? Things you might not want to...see?"

Jack was taken aback by the sudden statement. "Yes...how did you-"

"I always know." She replied. "Do not worry. I can help you. Please. Come."

Jack followed her to the cellar. Once down there, the lady pulled a switch, and showed off her gift to Jack. An entire suit of armor. From head to toe, segmented armor protecting Jack from almost any attack.

Putting it on, Jack immediately felt much better, as if the armor had some sort of enhancement to it. It was agile, yet firm. Whatever Jack could do, he could now do better. And the helmet. Ooh, the helmet. The samurai Kabuto fit snug on Jack's head, and for the first time in years, Jack smiled. The old lady also offered weapons like a technologically enhanced trident, and more.

Before Jack left, the old woman handed him a mask. Something Jack would keep for a while. Resembling an angry dragon, it had a sort of anonymity to it. Jack simply looked at her.

"Thank you." He said before departing.

Aku was smiling. Destroying planets, enslaving entire species, and partying with his employees really gave him the time of his life. He couldn't ask for anything more. Jack was basically dead, as it had been years since anyone saw him. Right now, Aku was focused on bettering his life, and hopefully setting u for the long haul. Setting up puppet leaders and all that.

However, someone did have to come and ruin it.

"Master, you have a guest!" the announcer said.

Gracefully, Aku slid up the walls of the chamber until he got to the room for meet and greets. Aku was in a good mood, and it seemed nothing could break that.

"Welcome to my chamber, what can I do you for?"

"My lord Aku, please forgive me, for I bear very unwelcome news."

Aku was confused. He had the whole universe in the palm of his hand. What could possibly be wrong?

"Well, what is it?"

"The Samurai. He lives!"

"WHAT!" Aku was mortified. The Samurai should have died of old age. "SHOW ME!"

Up on a screen, it showed a chilling vision of Jack. A short beard, no gi, and he looked extremely angry. Aku couldn't believe his eyes. He turned only to find that his guest had disappeared, running before Aku could crush him. Aku turned back to the photo, and with a furious expression on his face, began shouting out orders.

"I WANT EVERY BOUNTY HUNTER IN THE GALAXY HERE!"

"I WANT SAMURAI JACK!"

Walking toward his motorcycle, Jack again noticed the villagers, all of them, staring. This time, not out of pity, but out of fear. With his new armor, Jack had become dangerous for even his allies.

As he mounted his motorcycle, one kid ran up to him and asked happily,

"Are you Samurai Jack?"

The child expected the answer to be a resounding, "Yes."

But Jack simply looked at the child. Looking at him dead in the eye. Before the smile on the child turned into a more serious expression, Jack simply said,

"No..."

He turned on the motorcycle, and drove away.

Author’s Note

Ok, so now we’re getting to the good stuff. Chapter X will probably be the last one I publish before going on vacation, so I’ll try to get it done as soon as possible. That one will get everything set up for the Season 5 timeline, so it should be pretty good. Anyway, hope you enjoy!