The Ring of Water (Young Samurai, Book 5)
Chris Bradford
Language: English
Pages: 172
ISBN: 0141332549
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Book V of Young Samurai
Jack Fletcher has been left for dead. Bruised and battered, Jack Fletcher wakes up in a roadside inn wrapped only in a dirty kimono. He has lost everything, including his memory of what happened.
Determined to discover the truth, Jack goes on a quest to retrieve his belongings - his precious swords, his friend Akiko's black pearl and most important of all, his father's prize possession.
Relying on his samurai and ninja training, Jack realises The Ring of Water is the key to his survival. But with only a washed up Ronin - a masterless samurai - for help, what will Jack manage to find? What will he lose? And what will he have to sacrifice?
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‘That’s where he’s from.’ Ronin withdrew his sword. ‘You’ve been most helpful. Now for your reward –’ ‘Wait!’ interrupted Jack, seeing the intent in Ronin’s actions. ‘I need to find out about my father’s diary and what they did to me.’ The man laughed coldly at this revelation. ‘Of course … you can’t remember!’ His eyes flicked to Ronin, a smirk on his face. ‘I know you –’ ‘Don’t change the subject. TELL HIM!’ roared Ronin, his face like thunder. The man’s bravado crumpled under.
And delight. Jack, too shocked to fight back, clutched at his wound in a futile attempt to stem the flow. ‘Behead him!’ she screeched, her beautiful face contorted with murderous glee. ‘Only real samurai deserve such a death,’ replied Ronin. Jack collapsed to the earth, letting out a last gutteral moan. ‘Is he dead?’ asked the merchant, peering over his wife’s shoulder. Ronin prodded the body with his toe and got no reaction. ‘Yes,’ he replied, flicking Jack’s blood from his.
Accompanying the gaijin. Especially as you helped rob him in the first place!’ Both Ronin and Jack’s look of acute shock sent Botan into convulsions of deep booming laughter. ‘You liar!’ said Ronin, but a shadow of doubt passed across his face nonetheless. Jack caught it and stared at his friend in disbelief. Had Ronin really attacked him before they met at the tea house in Yamashiro? Was their whole friendship based on a deception? He looked first to Ronin, then to Botan, searching.
Quest. As soon as they finished eating, Jack suggested they move on. Once again, the forest swallowed them. By late afternoon, the path they’d been following petered out and Jack was forced to rely on his natural sense of direction to guide them. The trees crowded in on either side of them and the forest grew darker, but his confidence rose when he spied another of the gruesome faces carved into a boulder. Jack was keeping his eyes peeled for another sign, when Hana grabbed his arm. ‘I.
Through the pages of the rutter. His father’s handwriting and codes brought comfort to him and he could almost hear his father’s voice, instructing him in the craft of being a pilot. There was so much knowledge contained within the logbook: knowledge his father had discovered and that could change the fortunes of a nation. Jack was relieved to have it back in his hands, but the nightmare of the Riddling Monk’s temple and the crazed looks of his disciples would haunt him forever. ‘Do you think.